Relax, watch and listen in American Sign Language and spoken English to “Mini Skirts and Jewish” narrated for Deaf and hearing audiences… First there’s the well trodden path. Then there’s the divergence I never expected…
I am an internet overuser, a plate overloader. Time management is not my strength. But once a week, for 25 hours, I now receive a break…I calm my amygdala
“Sukkah is the only mitzvah into which a person enters with his muddy boots.” We do this mitzvah with our whole body. “You shall rejoice on your festival
I asked… “Can you explain Yom Kippur in a nutshell to me?” This is what I’ve learned…On Yom Kippur…
we return to who we really are. The deepest part of
A mini skirt wearing, religion hating, pork rib loving woman seeking excitement…finds joy, dignity and delight in her Jewish roots and surprise surprise..
I love being Jewish. Of course I didn’t used to. But now I am kind of like a little kid… learning the meaning, significance, rituals
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.
This next recap is about…. finding my way back home. Into the tribe and the religion of our fathers and mothers…. Abraham, Sarah, Isaac, Rebecca, Jacob, Leah and Rachel…
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