Blog

The act of remembering ... is the heartbeat of Jewish spirituality.

I’m packing This Grateful Heart into my disaster-survival kit.

It is revealing that quite regularly women tell me they prefer not to feel like a side of beef being kashered in her immersion process.

Starting at sunrise beneath the brilliant waning moon, I ventured into the desert with 70 clergy and humanitarian aid facilitators. In each of them I saw a face of the Divine.

“We are not merely connected like two ends of a thread,” the speaker says. “We are the thread./ One and whole.” 

Feeling our grief and pain, however hard it is to do, is what keeps us out of despair

What does it look like to change curses into blessings? How might we become beacons of justice and compassion in these times?

The humanitarian crisis is often far worse than it is made out to be in most of the press.

The tent is a physical reminder for us to take time to be close to our loved ones and to ourselves.

How could I replace an empty exercise with something meaningful?