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I love my children. But some nights — especially Thursday nights (the Israeli equivalent of Friday night) — I’d rather be out at a swanky …
When I was a little girl, I would swing high on the swings next to Rachel or Lisa or Debbie who would be fisting two …
I am obsessed with my child’s memory of me of this moment of this yellow bowl. This inaccessible ceramic yellow bowl perched high upon a …
In order to be adequately prepared for a colonoscopy, you need to get to a point at which your poop looks like pee. It’s the …
One of my dear friends turned 40 today. She was the first of my group of childhood friends to get her driver’s license, the downside …
Check out Jon’s Dream Haikus. They’re fantastic!
There is a place I idealize here in Israel: Kibbutz Harduf in the Lower Galilee, an anthroposophic community with a unique approach to intentional living, …
Oh Alice Munro: “For years and years, I thought that stories were just practice, till I got time to write a novel,” she told The …
Longing for the day When my dreams count as real life And I remember. Only good ones though– Sidewalk reunions, relief. Scattered song and dance. …
Three people, in as many months, have told me their creative efforts are “just for fun.” This was in the context of showing me their …
I love playing with the idea of time travel. I’m not a quantum physicist. In fact, attempting to wrap my brain around the quantum physics …
Let’s move to San Fran just on a whim, you and I. We’ll bring the kids, too.
If I had written this article on the 25 best candy bars of all time, I probably would have replaced Caramello with Rolos, and left …
“I’m going to die on this road one of these days,” I thought without actually thinking this morning, as I slowly took the sharp curve …
For my 15-minute Friday exercise, I jotted down some thoughts I had while celebrating/not-celebrating the Jewish High Holidays in Israel this year. The poem I …
If time were to stand still, I would kiss your lips leaving no trace of me behind. You’d awaken when time moved again and know …
My one son has the memory of an elephant. He can remember the details of events that happened when he was three, trips we took …
I made my own ice cream last night. I did this out of despair. I do not like store bought Israeli ice cream. It’s awful. …