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Stephanie Wellen Levine

Essay

A Letter To Death: My Worst Enemy And Possible Friend

By On January 15, 2017

Death, you are my hugest fear, but also a sneaky beam of brilliant hope for transcendence.… Read More

Poem

It Is 2017. But What Is “It”?

By On January 1, 2017

We're always talking about "it." It is glorious outside. It is a shame. But what IS this "it"?… Read More

Poem

Enough! (Bad Choices, Time, And The True Self)

By On December 18, 2016

A poem that squeezes humor and even transcendence out of my obsessiveness, ineptitude, and rotten choices. I'm guessing many can relate in various ways.… Read More

Essay

Trump Is No Hitler (At Least I Hope Not)

By On December 4, 2016

I'm not hysterical about Trump, and I don't worry much about anti-Semitism. Though I'm no optimist, the panic surrounding me feels unduly intense. Let's hope I'm right.… Read More

Essay

No Jewish Community Suits Me, But I Have A Dream

By On November 6, 2016

Most Jewish communities, whether Orthodox, secular, or somewhere in between, silence something key to my mind or my soul. I dream of a place to call home.… Read More

Poem

What If

By On October 9, 2016

A series of dilemmas, for readers and for me, that reach towards profound questions of ultimate meaning.… Read More

Essay

My Raw Thoughts And Prayers For The Holiest Time Of The Year

By On September 25, 2016

My heartfelt, sometimes anguished thoughts and prayers for this special time of year. I need help, and I'm not afraid to ask.… Read More

Essay

Today Is September 11: Fear, Religion’s Dangers, And Hope

By On September 11, 2016

A vast range of interpretive possibility makes religion both glorious and dangerous. September 11, 2001 clarified that for me, as it swept me up in a rare sense of communion with the… Read More

Essay

I’ve Danced With Anti-Semitism, So Who Am I To Judge?

By On August 28, 2016

As I grew up, various unpleasant experiences pushed me dangerously close to anti-Semitic feelings. So can I condemn others who express similar impressions?… Read More

Poem

This World Is Too Much For Me. But I Exist!

By On August 15, 2016

This world's logistics overwhelm me. Appointments, lunch dates: aaaah! But usually, I get by. Me being me, it all feels kind of mystical.… Read More

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