Well… the short video below got posted after Shabbat. That’s a failure, but it’s a bigger success. ☺️ I finished the video just a minute before candle-ligh
…can be wildly crafty. It often just seems like the truth. “You won’t succeed, you’re selfish, you can’t…” Yetzer hara brilliantly changes its story to…
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.
High up in the mountains, Tzfat is considered “the city of kabbalah”… very spiritual… mystical actually. Cobblestoned streets and winding alleys lead to medieval Synagogues, art galleries and all sorts of captivating nooks and crannies.
Twenty years into learning about Judaism, I was still hanging around the edges. Learning? Yes. Observing Jewish laws? Too exotic and constraining. I admired other people’s Jewish observances. but I was
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
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 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.
I’ve talked about NOT wanting Judaism, why love it now? My love affair with Judaism has been a slow burn. Simply the DESIRE was…
My Jewish friends ranged from “bagel and cream cheese Jews”, meaning bagels were about as Jewish as we got, to Jews who went to Synagogue twice a year dressing in really