Shabbat shalom beloveds 
Something is lingering as Shabbos approaches. Something about greatness on this Shabbat haGadol, about Trans Day of Visibility. About how – even though we leave the narrows during the day – freedom comes during that long night, at the precise unknowable midnight.
There will come a point when the tide will turn towards dreams and dawn. I hope it’s soon.
eish zarah 