It is the morning of October 3rd. As I have for the past more than forty October 3rds, I take from the cupboard a special kind of candle and light it. As I do so, I think about my father.
60 houses built by the Ezrat Niddachim charitable organisation in Silwan, Jerusalem, for poor Yemenite Jews in the 1880s. An Arab resident of Silwan...
The sold-out audience was euphoric, still in a state of shock regarding a Supreme Court action that had unilaterally doubled the number of states with marriage equality earlier in the day. "Harvey Milk is looking down on us," Kristin Chenoweth had remarked to many throughout the night.
In the High Holiday prayers we say, "May we all blend into one community to do Thy will with a whole heart." We can never be whole unless we are one community, with everyone having an equal seat around the table.
They have a way of scaring you, of chasing sleep away, these psychological thrillers that send your heart thumping. Imagine, then, what you are in for when two masters of the genre decide to collaborate.
Our current data is of course limited by survey's methods, which were good at collecting the information that we thought we wanted, like intermarriage rates and the ascendance of "Jews of no religion."
Anthony Bourdain's very existence is against the odds, and his wanderlust almost inevitable.
As a young trans girl growing up as a yeshiva boy in Queens, New York, I found that this play resonated deeply within me. The eponymous Yentl, who goes by the name Anshel as a yeshiva boy, challenges the gender norms of that extinct European world of the Jewish Pale and its predominantly Orthodox Jewish communities.
The fasting of Yom Kippur and the rejoicing of Eid Al-Adha/Kurban Bayram are two sides of a common legacy. Faced with ongoing violence, the self-examination of Jews on Yom Kippur and the happiness of Muslims at Eid Al-Adha/Kurban Bayram stand in repudiation of bitterness, prejudice, and incitement.
Dr. Ezekiel Emanuel, the well-known bioethicist and brother of the mayor of my town, argued recently in an essay in the Atlantic Monthly that 75 is the perfect age to die. After that, he said, most people have little to contribute to society and are a burden rather than a benefit. I can think of few less-Jewish ideas than this. It is not only heartless but wrong.
This week, the Jewish people celebrate the third holiday of the new year -- Sukkot. Following Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur, which are devoted to intense prayer, Sukkot is an extremely active holiday and, as such, is one which, by its very nature, promotes unity.
Apparently the love guru himself hates us and the country of France isn't doing that well either. Shockingly though, BROOKLYN has some haters... way to alienate your target audience.
Lately I've been thinking I'm suffering from a midlife crisis. I'm contemplative and reflective. I'm wistful and full of regret. I'm appreciative for what I have, yet searching for things I don't.
"Why have holidays at all?" I asked myself. Why, other than to make money for CVS, do we have Halloween and Thanksgiving and Christmas? Don't we want to be thankful all the time for the good in our lives?
God may not ask for my forgiveness, but yet I feel a need in my soul to struggle, like a drowning man, to forgive God for all God's sins against humanity.
While I can humanly and psychologically understand why fear pushes many Israelis to the right, I cannot help feeling, along with many of my friends, that the country is moving so far away from our ideals and values that we are becoming strangers in our own land.