JoinedNovember 25, 2014
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Elizabeth is a Jerusalemite with a Rebbe Nachman-stickered laptop and a melody filling her heart. An aspiring “creative soul,” Liz can be found studying Talmud and doodling endlessly in the margins. An empathy enthusiast, she is driven equally by curiosity and free coffee.
On the things we keep, the things we forget, and the things we abandon.
I know G-d demands authenticity, but what about when feelings are just too much?
What's the point of remembering when memories are flawed anyway?
Tell me about my role as a Jewish Woman and why you’ve never had to consider yours.
If I value Chasidic teachings and modes of thought, is that enough to call myself "Chasidic"? And aren't labels the worst?
Elizabeth's favorite childhood anecdote, revisited and reimagined in free verse.
A chance encounter with a wise Jew reminds me to strive for something beyond knowledge.
It is easy to feel lost when there are no clocks in your bedroom. When you leave your room only to brush your teeth, though your breath will not be experienced by anyone but you, and barely that, since you will surely turn back to sleep after reading ten more...
It’s Purim and everything is upside down the way it’s supposed to be...And it is here that I can let my dad’s present absence in.
