To us, Israel is so much more than politics, state, and nation. And this is why it’s so important that we learn to separate what is political from what isn’t.
I refuse to be the mother of a daughter/ Who spends her whole life believing/ She isn’t enough/ to let my daughter be brought up/ in a world that believes/ She is only something/ When she has a wedding ring.
It's not that your outcries, your war of words, your holiday visits and your donations do not mean the world to us. It means everything. And yet – it cannot be everything. Not this time around.
Back in June, Elad wrote about the difficult decision of only allowing his definition of Jews to be writers for Hevria, and how this caused him to reject a promising writer from the site. In this post that same promising writer tells us how it feels to not be Jewish... and to be rejected.
When you send even one small note of solidarity, when you drop a line to ask how I'm doing and let me know you're thinking of me...it means everything to me.
My father would never come back. I never got to say goodbye. Was it all my fault?
How to be half-Russian, half-Orthodox, and half-religious, but a whole Jew.
Eli found a mysterious, anonymous love note in her bag in Jerusalem. Where did it come from?
She was what was known as a bad girl and I was a goody-two-shoes...