Reflections
This Thanksgiving, dish up the gratitude
Amy LedermanNov 17, 2016
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 […]
Finding a path to forgiveness
Amy LedermanSep 29, 2016
ROSH HASHANAH EDITION 5777 SECTION D 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 anxious...
Shabbat beckons us: ‘Let our burdens go!’
Amy LedermanSep 01, 2016
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
Amy LedermanAug 11, 2016
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 […]
The Taming of the Screw
Amy LedermanJul 07, 2016
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...
When I went to the Wall at sunrise
Amy LedermanJun 09, 2016
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 (staying...
Flying high and judging fairly
Amy LedermanMay 19, 2016
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
Me, Passover and Bobby McGee
Amy LedermanApr 21, 2016
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 Civil...
Living with, and without, Aunt Gen
Amy LedermanApr 14, 2016
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 […]
Rosh Chodesh: More than just a ‘girl’ thing
Amy LedermanMar 31, 2016
On a warm August evening in 1997, I attended my first Rosh Chodesh group in Jerusalem to celebrate the cycle of the new moon. I entered the candlelit apartment, filled...
