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.
Do Jewish women entrepreneurs need a different kind of support?
What might happen if instead of seeing any particular political stance, affiliation or agenda, we saw a Jew? A person? A soul?
A now-Orthodox Jew revisits her less-than-formative memories of Xmases from her Conservative-movement childhood in Suburban Boston.
We come back to the same place in time year after year, but are we the same?
Purim Sameach from your friendly neighborhood sacred feminine uprising!
I know Gershon Legman held the opinion that limericks were not meant to be clean, but this is a family post, so, sorry! Or, you're welcome!
Looking back, learning, and laughing with love. How do we relate to who we once were?
A response to the nonverbal cues of uncovered women.
The power of silence, the limits of words... in essay form.
