the short of it is, I began happy, then the bottom emotionally dropped out when I got big jitters selling my home of 21 years, then I remembered that I forgot
I was worried about being caught up in my vision, my dreams, albeit my agenda! I remembered to pray, “Hashem, What do you want of me? Please make it clear and
When I choose as my goal: “To love and connect with G-d and my fellow”, I am pointed in the right direction. This is no little thing. In and of itself it becomes a reason for joy.
While getting my little photo taken and trying to not look awkward, I remembered… even this is for Hashem. Was the result a model photo? No! Instead my
I came to Jerusalem to study Judaism and Yiddishkeit … In the meantime, I had a big surprise. Tonight I took a Krav Maga class…a form of Israeli self defense that …
Here is a snapshot of my family’s coming to America… one immigrant family making its way through the years. My family lived big. Our triumphs as well as our challenges. With little subtlety, my family said what they meant without editing. This could be exciting or a bit shocking.
I am not in a party crowd. I LOVED parties in my 20s and 30s. And yet, funny, but after years of no parties, I was just invited to THREE parties in the next few weeks.
Several readers have asked how specifically I went from hating being Jewish to falling in love with it. Here are the stories about coming to trust and love
Today I got the nothing part down. I don’t feel like I have anything innovative to say. Yet the “nothing” carries tremendous comfort. Judaism has taught me that
I could admit a bathtub was a pretty low-risk venture. If I could trust G0D with this, I supposed it could grow from there. The bathtub felt far from trivial… and yet…