I painted this when my mom passed as I thought about her soul’s journey I thought about the shin emanating rays of golden light as her soul rose on high like the wings of a dove.
I painted this when my mom passed as I thought about her soul’s journey I thought about the shin emanating rays of golden light as her soul rose on high like the wings of a dove.
Rabbi Kushi Schusterman
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