Yikes — did your stomach just lurch up a little bit towards your throat when you read that title? Did a shudder reverberate through your spine, emerging from a deeply guarded place in your past? Did you just feel a little bit of dread? fear? anger? sadness? …

Today I am thinking a lot about The Tiny Spotted Elephant. What is The Tiny Spotted Elephant? It is the manifestation of that voice that shows up to say you’re not good enough. It’s that little itty bitty whisper in your ear that says “this isn’t going to work” when…

לֹֽא־תִקֹּ֤ם וְלֹֽא־תִטֹּר֙ אֶת־בְּנֵ֣י עַמֶּ֔ךָ וְאָֽהַבְתָּ֥ לְרֵעֲךָ֖ כָּמ֑וֹךָ … You shall not take vengeance or bear a grudge against members of your people. Love your fellow as yourself. Love your fellow as yourself is, perhaps, one of the most quoted psukim in this week’s Parsha. …

A post about running, that is actually about mental health. A strange phenomenon has come over me in the last few weeks of training, and it is something that I can only describe as a lingering case of the “If Only”s. I am currently training for my ninth marathon. This…

We think we know each other, because it once rained upon us too. Trouble greets us all, whether we are five or ninety-two. We gather across tables, and throw words out through the air. …

Have you ever wondered? In the narrative of of the Haggadah, we read about a G-d that pulled the Israelite slaves from Egypt into freedom “with a strong hand and an outstretched arm” (בְּיָ֣ד חֲ֭זָקָה וּבִזְר֣וֹעַ נְטוּיָ֑ה) (Ex 6:6), and we accept it. Over the last few months, I have…

This morning in a classroom, a group of children were making cards to send to children who have fled their homes in Ukraine, and are currently housed as refugees in Poland. The conversation flitted oddly between talk of war — “I think it’s going to be world war IV! —…

Happy International Women’s Day… A woman of valor, who can find? Her presence is her value. Entire worlds are stored in her heart, and they are emboldened by her love. She does the work that isn’t seen, and rarely asks for more — she holds the home in her bosom…

Why do we do what we do? Why do we dress the way we do, speak the way we do, send our children to enrichment activities the way we do, and agree with people we disagree with the way we do? What do people think about what we do? I…