Friday, October 19, 2018 -
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Reflections

Judgments about others can change our world

My cell phone rings and Mom’s name flashes on the screen. “I’m ashamed of myself,” she whispers into the phone. “Oh, hi Mom, about what?” I ask. My mother...

This Thanksgiving, dish up the gratitude

My husband Ray was diagnosed with diabetes in 1962 when he was 12 years old. Back in those days, it was a big ordeal to manage juvenile diabetes. There were no...

Finding a path to forgiveness

ROSH HASHANAH EDITION 5777 SECTION D On a chilly day in February over a decade ago, I drove my mother to the hospital to visit her only sister, Emily. My mother was...

Shabbat beckons us: ‘Let our burdens go!’

Recently, I heard a talk on stress management where the lecturer, holding a glass of water, asked: “How heavy is this glass of water?” The audience called out...

The gift of the hummingbird

I have become aware of many things since my husband died. At first, it had to do with the content of my dreams, visual images and messages that brought me closer to...

The Taming of the Screw

I never really wanted to learn how to change the water filter underneath the kitchen sink or backwash the swimming pool. I definitely wasn’t interested in fixing the...

The Western Wall at sunrise

When I went to the Wall at sunrise

The first time I fully experienced the glorious holiday of Shavuot was a balmy June night in Jerusalem. Determined to celebrate the ritual of tikkun leil Shavuot ...

Flying high and judging fairly

I TRAVEL by air quite a bit and to be honest, it isn’’t fun. Besides the stress of getting to the airport in sufficient time to remove half the clothing I put on...

Me, Passover and Bobby McGee

The year was 1968: the Vietnam War was raging, psychedelic music and drugs were “in,” Marin Luther King was assassinated a week before President Johnson signed the...

Living with, and without, Aunt Gen

I ARRIVED in Tucson on July 3, 1976, with nothing but a backpack, post-college dreams and a lot of sand in my shoes. The three months it took me to hitchhike from...