Escaping The Abuse Of My Past

My entire childhood is bound within six albums, they’re stacked full of certificates, letters I’ve written to the newspaper. They chronicle smiling photos of my late grandparents, they follow my […]

Missing My Beloved Synagogue

If you had told me February 29 was the last time I would attend services for who knows how many weeks – months really – I would have stopped and […]

An Open Letter To My Students

Maybe my connection to Judaism isn’t diminishing, just changing. But when everything is in such a state of tumult, I’m not sure I want that change.

‘Fauda’ and Missed Flights

I should have known that spending the night in a rental car watching Netflix wasn’t going to end well. It was a Thursday night — technically early Friday morning. My […]

Next Year In…

One thing is for certain: next year will not be like this year, just as this year is not like last year.

Two Brachot for the COVID-19 Pandemic

I have had the great zechut (privilege) and mazal (good fortune) these past four months to facilitate several dozen dialogues, seminars and digital book clubs related to my new volume […]