“I think there’s somethingYou should knowI think it’s time I stopped the showThere’s something deep inside of meThere’s someone I forgot to be…” I saw one of those fancy shmancy … Continue reading Loneliness and freedom.
“I think there’s somethingYou should knowI think it’s time I stopped the showThere’s something deep inside of meThere’s someone I forgot to be…” I saw one of those fancy shmancy … Continue reading Loneliness and freedom.
I had a very interesting experience as an artist today. It was almost surreal, really. About a month or so ago, I got a request to repurpose a hanukiah (it’s … Continue reading Or shel Shalom.
On Tuesday, 11/14/2023, there is to be a great pro-Israel rally in Washington, D.C., the largest one in U.S. history. My local community (one of many communities nationally) chartered a … Continue reading Front lines.
Some people wear their trauma like a badge of honor; others wear it like a scarlet letter. Some people will offer support because of what has happened to them; others … Continue reading Some people.
FRODO: I can’t do this, Sam. SAM: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. … Continue reading Good.
It feels like up until three weeks ago, there was this illusion that while we knew Antisemitism was a thing, of course, it was the exception rather than the rule. … Continue reading The cheese stands alone.
I’m at a point with both the state of the world at large and the state of my affairs personally that I am leaning. Hardcore. Leaning, lest I be crushed … Continue reading Leaning.
I was named in Israel Atop Masada, at sunrise. I took the name Shaina Miriam And embraced the legacy of My birthright, Which goes back millennia. I have sung in … Continue reading I was named in Israel.
Recently, I was getting back into the car with my kid after a breakfast outing, and she said something like, “Hey Mom, I got into my car seat all by … Continue reading Pray for peace.
Tomorrow is my 35th birthday, and I think I’m in my Taking Up Space Era. (Is that a Taylor Swift reference? I’m really not sure.) I was lashed out at … Continue reading 35.