This Temple Speaks for Me

I cannot speak from inside this temple. Broken bodies stumble across the floor as sunlight beats against the windows, demanding the right to shine in this desecrated space. Pages, soaked in the bloodred color that paints my history, rustle in the winds of hatred blowing through these trembling walls. The temple heaves in uncontainable sorrow. … Continue reading This Temple Speaks for Me

On Equality in a Kindergarten

"She wants to make the gan Reform," she says to her assistant. I feel my cheeks burn and I almost turn away. But...I can't leave my son this way...in a room where he is taught subtle discrimination and stereotypes. So I speak up because this is where it starts...in this room with 3 and 4-year-olds … Continue reading On Equality in a Kindergarten

Black and White and Green All Over

It's hard to write this. I don't really want to, but I saw something today that made me realize there are people out there that cannot say what I am going to say, but desperately need to. So I'm voicing it. A few days ago, my husband took my daughter to the bus.  We need … Continue reading Black and White and Green All Over

A Giant Falls

When a giant... ...comes crashing down... ...from heights unknown to man... ...it is only natural... ...that some... ...will try to climb... ...his fallen frame... ...and proclaim... ...something... ...or other. I only wish... ...I was strong enough... ...to move a mountain... ...to reveal... ...the crater... ...formed... ...when the giant fell.

These Three Weeks

The fires crackle again…it’s that time of year… The fields rustle…and gently sway…as the flames leap closer… Towards dried stalks of wheat and barley…an offering… Burning…burning…burning… Where are you? Shouts the snaking river of heat… Searching…for something more…something real…to consume… And the walls…surrounding her…hiding the pain…in the name of salvation…almost ready to fall… They will … Continue reading These Three Weeks

When The Tigers Broke Free

“Are you excited that gan is almost over?” I ask my little girl as she cuddles up to me. “Umm…yes…no…no!”  She’s uncertain and for a moment I think she doesn’t really understand what summer vacation is. Her face scrunches up as she digs into her mind for the words to express what she means. “I’m … Continue reading When The Tigers Broke Free

To Sleep Or Not To Sleep…That Is Not A Question

Shavuot. That little holiday no one ever focuses on.  The one where we celebrate receiving the Torah.  The one where we eat cheesecake because someone thought it would be a nice cultural addition to a Jewish holiday.  The one where I'm supposed to keep the kids quiet all morning so my husband can sleep after … Continue reading To Sleep Or Not To Sleep…That Is Not A Question

So Your Son Married a Zionist

Just don’t become a Zionist. He said it with a slight measure of concern.  My husband and I laughed about it.  We know they’re afraid we’ve completely lost it…we know they don’t like the path we’re on. Where he comes from the word ‘Zionist’ is dirty.  It means cutting off peyot and slipping pork into … Continue reading So Your Son Married a Zionist

The Fear Factor

My heart was pounding furiously, my limbs tense and waiting, as I slowly placed the headphones over my ears.  Carefully, I slid deeper into the cave I had created with blankets and pillows, hiding alone in my locked room with a chair propped against the door.  I was ready. My sweaty palms held the Walkman … Continue reading The Fear Factor