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Between the Packing and the Journey:  Parshat Behar Bechukotai

In my house, we are constantly packing to go somewhere. Always. We pack endlessly. We pack in suitcases and toy boxes and blankets wrapped up with other blankets. Then we take the car to the airport and we go on a plane. Sometimes we fly to California. Sometimes to Puerto Rico. Sometimes we take the…Read on →

Unmasking our Hearts while Masking our Face

We’ve started playing a game in my house. It’s called “that’s a terrible idea!” And it goes like this. You name something that would be totally outlandish to do, then you look at each other and say: “should we do that?” And then we answer together: “NO! That is a terrible idea!” And then we…Read on →

And I Will Dwell Amongst Them: Being Sacred Community in Preparation for the Coronavirus

In her song, February, the musical artist, Dar Williams captures this moment in time well, I think. She sings: “And February was so long that it lasted into March.” Right? Besides the fact that we have an extra day of February this year—happy birthday too all our leap babies, of course—February can seem like the…Read on →

We Point our Bodies Toward the East: Voting in the World Zionist Congress Election This Year

It was March 9th, 2002. I had spent the year up until that point living in Israel for my first year of rabbinical school. We had climbed the mountains and walked the beaches. We had met with artists and politicians and teachers. We had hung out with shop keepers, and had endless Shabbat dinners. We…Read on →

Letting Moses Have His Failure; Letting Us Have Ours, Too

I want to begin by sharing with you words by a famous individual—they write this: “…it is fair to say that by any conventional measure, a mere seven years after my graduation day, I had failed on an epic scale. An exceptionally short-lived marriage had imploded, and I was jobless, a lone parent, and as…Read on →

The Distance Between Us, The Difference Between Us Melts Away: MLK Shabbat and Building the Beloved Community

She looked down at her nursing baby and put her hand on the baby’s soft cheek. Her movements were so gentle, but her eyes were full of agony. I have shared in this circle on several Shabbats my experiences traveling to the southern border of our country to witness the situation for asylum seekers in…Read on →