I tried, really I tried to pull away from you, Los Angeles… Just like at 15 when I would scream...
Yes, my justice-driven friends, there IS an occupation happening in Israel. It is a PreOccupation - and it is taking over all of our computer screens.
Chaya Lester explains why it is so painful to hear calls for peace and reconciliation in response to the slaughter of Jews in Jerusalem.
I cannot recall the last time I cried when reading about the death of a stranger. This terrorist attack was different.
Another terror victim has died. She has a remarkable story. This poem is offered up in her memory.
It's emotionally enhancing to spend hours with enthusiasm and curiosity multiplied by 32.
A poem:
"You pray for silkworms and butterflies.
Dance, and your twisting wrists chafe against shackles.
Sing, and grey moths escape your open throat."
Oh emoji, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love emoji for the same reason I love dance. It gives me a way to communicate when words fail me, which they do, often.
for
the splendor.
the receiving.
the taste of aleph-beis on my tongue.
the tambourine beating in my blood.
How a visit to the Western Wall reminded Yocheved of a breakthrough she had... and how different things are for her now.
