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You know you are meant to learn a lesson when it’s offered to you in metaphor three times in one week. Last week, I wrote …
When I first moved to Israel, as when I first fell in love with my husband, everything was beautiful: The early morning mountains which framed …
I grabbed the nearest book: Tolstoy Lied by Rachel Kadish. I’m about ten pages from the end, but I picked up the book and opened …
The hardest thing for me to tolerate on Yom Kippur is not absence of food; It’s the absence of tomorrow. On Yom Kippur, we are …
On this day, when many of us remember a September 11th that felt out-of-order (to say the least), we may find some comfort in… order. 9 11 …
What does the future hold for you? The Daily Prompt wants an answer in six words only. I love a good Ernest Hemingway inspired challenge …
If you write poetry and no one reads it, is it still a poem? What if no one likes it? Gets it? Shares it? What …
Every time something beyond my sight touches my skin — whether it is a strand of hair, a computer wire, or a strong gust of …
You know you live in Israel when your in-laws offer to take 2 of your 3 children for a sleepover, you return home with your …
In a discussion with my mother last week, I explained to her with confidence that a group of people were surely talking about me when …
As if jet lag, back-to-school prep, protecting my kids from a polio outbreak and returning to work after a 2 1/2 week long digital detox …
My birthday is this month. In two weeks, to be exact. August 19. Just about 39 times, I’ve grown older on August 19 and it still …
I am about to go on a vacation. I need this vacation. No, I mean, I really need this vacation. Now, mind you, this vacation …
I almost forgot to punch out my 15-minute Friday piece until I checked my WordPress Reader and saw that the Daily Prompt today pushes us …
We know our smartphones make us stupider. We know they distract us. Confuse us. Make us crash our cars into each other. And keep us …
Beyond the yellow gate there is a woman. Her airy black head scarf almost shields her effervescent eyes. But when she looks up, sky blue …
I sat alone in a movie theater in Haifa last night. There were other people around me — strangers. An American guy and a Russian …
Your silence is a cover-up. It’s a conspiracy between you and the way you think people see you. Your silence is a ruse. It’s a …