Every day I wake up, get myself and what feels like 3853075 other people ready for our routines, drag my ass to my car and eventually end up on the road into work. The thing about that road is, it's the road to Jerusalem. And not just the road to Jerusalem, but the road to... Continue Reading →
I'll answer the question again and again. It's exhausting, and I don't even have to answer it that often. But I'm going to answer it again. Even - especially - the most well-meaning people, including loved ones, 'allies' and beyond, ask it around once a year. For the moms and dads, siblings, relatives, friends -... Continue Reading →
'Why do we have parades?' My 6yo kept puzzling over that one. 'We have parades to say something.' He wanted to know what we're saying now. 'We're saying that love is good, everyone can love whoever they want.' 'Why are there rainbows?' 'Because there are so many kinds of love.' The kids will probably remember... Continue Reading →
This ain't your mama's yishuv...
Perhaps, for a taharat-mishpacha-keeping American-Israeli olah (female American immigrant to Israel who keeps laws of family purity), nothing else can quite epitomize the cultural differences of here and there better than... the mikvah. Because I got married in Israel, my mikva knowledge and experiences have been molded here. The closest I got in the States before... Continue Reading →
Note: Reflections based on my rare February and March 2013 trips to the Kotel. Based on today's news, I figured today's as good as any to post. I've been to the Kotel, the Western Wall, way too many times in the past year. Previously, I had a comfortable average of maybe once every two or... Continue Reading →
Racing through Malha mall for errands today, the heavens opened up and rays of sunlight poured down and unicorn angels sang and my eyes fell upon this... mecca of old school cuteness... Granted this would completely make my daughter's day, week, month, year - somehow she's head over heels in love with 'KITTY! HELLO, KITTY!!!'... Continue Reading →
I don't miss the part of living in Katamon, in Jerusalem, when a Beitar game would be on. Beitar Jerusalem fans are known for a right-wing/arse/loud/violent combination of stereotype. This, though. This is disgustingly criminal. It's been a bit buried in the papers - partly because it happened around the time of the France Jew... Continue Reading →
This is an incredible low. Something I didn't expect. It only helps a little that I know for a fact, from personal relationships, that sane, rational, open, and loving charedim do exist in Israel and beyond. However, this - this is unforgivable. The chilul Hashem, the national insult, the Jew vs Jew hatred that has... Continue Reading →
That's for you, Darl.
Aaand I'm doing this. I was supposed to start the 'running circuit' in the Tel Aviv 10k in March 2012, but alas - F it. I'll probably walk half of it, but it should be a nice and... relaxing? night out.
I discovered a place where you can stroll on Erev Thanksgiving and feel for a second like you're home in North America: Gan HAPa'amon in Jerusalem. The leaves are colorful, noisy, and abundant. You can crunch them, kick them, and show your kid a lil taste of motherland in just a few steps. While learning... Continue Reading →