The onus is, and has always been, ours.
Elizabeth considers the challenges of memory and commemoration, all from the standpoint of her Jerusalem balcony.
A house is not a home, but a bookshelf can be.
Purim Sameach from your friendly neighborhood sacred feminine uprising!
Sometimes life's biggest surprises can be found in the smallest details
There are some mementos that you can’t really put away. Others that you don’t quite know what to do with. I stick those mementos in the middle drawer of the living room cabinet.
Let others bask in the surety of sunlight. You were born of the moonlight tribe.
The beauty of the Hebrew, the imposition of the commandment, and the laughter of the night, tie us together. I I forget everything; the picket lines, the ugly words, and the deep, searing, inner heartbreak of a people that have failed me.
The dishes will wait, they will always be there. Just put down your phone, walk away from your screen and start creating.
