Parenting, Judaism, and Other Crazy Journeys

Let’s march with WW2’s veterans

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of special days in Israel - Passover was barely over before we commemorated the holocaust on Holocaust Remembrance Day, mourned our fallen soldiers on Yom Hazikaron, and celebrated Israel's 69th birthday on Independence Day.... Continue Reading →

The empty space

When someone dies, a world of choices dies with him. A world of small and big changes that would have happened within her over time. A world of shifts and growth and transformational moments, and the kind of daily joys... Continue Reading →

Of Tech and Terror

In the past few weeks, I've been running an online celebration of the 50th anniversary of the reunification of Jerusalem. I shared different people's "Jerusalem Moments" - the images, stories, and vignettes that capture Jerusalem as they experience it. Today... Continue Reading →

Share your Jerusalem Moments

The 50th Yom Yerushalayim is around the corner, replete with celebrations of this grand narrative or that important value, this past achievement or that agenda for the future. These celebration will place our city on a glorious pedestal, and ask... Continue Reading →

What I mean when I give you shalach manot

Let's talk for a second about shalach manot. Most of the megillah reads like a living, writhing entanglement of power plays. From the first party (where the king, determined to show his might and wealth, decrees that everyone should celebrate... Continue Reading →

Narcissus’ Facebook account

Narcissus didn't fall in love with a reflection. He fell in love with his Facebook account. But he did lose himself in his beloved, and if we're not careful, it can happen to us too.

Joining the Exodus

Four years ago, my father celebrated his Bar Mitzvah. He was 65-year-old at the time, well above the traditional 13, but growing up in  the USSR wasn't exactly conducive to religious celebrations. My father didn't even celebrate the Jewish holidays... Continue Reading →

Yesterday’s comfort zone

Last week's battlegrounds became yesterday's comfort zone, and yesterday's comfort zone can be a prison in disguise.

Don’t say “depression” like it’s shamefull

"She....You know....Takes those pills." The woman lowered her voice, and her eyes skimmed the room nervously as she spoke. Her friend merely shook her head, uncomprehending. "What pills," she asked loudly, placing her mug back on the table. "I don't... Continue Reading →

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