We look at others on Social Media and we think we know them. But we don't know them at all.
We have to use the tools at hand to do the most good. Soldiers fight. First responders save lives. Donors fund. The rest of us can emanate peace, which is no small thing.
Here we grapple with the justice of how to treat an ‘enemy’. When just next door she sleeps so peaceful. With prayers and knives... in kitchen sinks.
Crown Heights has an eruv. You might disapprove. But threatening to tear it down is a jerky, crappy move.
A story about traveling in Central America for a Rainbow Gathering where the writer arrives at the glorious gates of the Garden of Eden while still amidst exile.
There's something about the way Shabbat is Shabbat wherever I go.
Art gives us life, but it is not our life.
My writing tends towards intimate self-disclosure. It's exhilarating, terrifying, and dangerous for me. I hope it promotes growth and change.
Elizabeth describes the beauty of watching Jewish young adults on Birthright connect with their Judaism in a visceral, visionary moment.
