I do not write poetry. I just don’t dare calling my little writings this way. What I write is just verses that come into my head once in a while, and sometimes need to be vocalized. Sometimes I have a soft smile, most of the times tears in my eyes, and other times gentle and quiet…
Author: Blogging Across the Nation
Verses, Vegetarianism, Variations on Life.
Do you have days when you have more questions in your life than answers? And then other days – something that was foggy for a long time suddenly becomes clear? No matter how hard the decision is, you realize that it is the one you had to make a while ago, and no amount of…
Summer String Beans
Today is three months since we lost my father. How is it that when your parents age, you realize how much more you should have done? I’ve spent two weeks in beautiful Israel doing what I love – studying Torah – thinking how is it that I’ve never come with my dad. I “sent” him…
Remember
Three months. Three lifetimes. Twenty years. Infinity. And all of this time in between. Half of my family – gone. Where are you all? Are you, really, watching over us? Praying is no help. Will you ever hear me, O Lord?
Back to Katamon. In my Dreams.
Looking at homes. Dreaming of living there. Looking back. Or forward? All I need is my own place. In Katamon. Tu bi Av. A love day? A dream day? A Nachamu? No consolation for me. Not now. Not ever?
Back to New York Summer. Back to Salads.
And I am back. Back to my weird relationship with this city. Back to muggy, unbearable summer. Back to yearning for my next trip to Jerusalem. However, one has to go on, right? Working and cooking. So, here I am with a new salad recipe inspired by two meals I had in the homes of…
We are in it Together. Part IV. Never Want to Leave.
The beauty of this land The magic in its air When will I call you mine? It is intolerable to think that I have to leave so soon. I want to see and do so much more. I miss my mother and daughters immensely, but I’d rather have them here with me than me there….
We are in it Together. Part III. Shabbat at Pardes. In Jerusalem.
So it is a Friday, and that means that my morning is spent at the famous Mahane Yehuda shuk – an open street market, big, loud, great in its smells, crowds, and colors. The amount of people there on a Friday is hard to imagine. Everyone is walking, checking, looking, shouting, buying, selling, and just…
We are in it Together. Part II – Yaffa.
Here, at Pardes I like all of my teachers. Otherwise I wouldn’t have taken their classes, right? But a person, whose class and relationship with I treasure the most is, definitely, Yaffa Epstein. Yaffa is a reason I am coming to Pardes for the second year and plan on coming again, B’H. I am not…
We are in it Together. Pardes in Jerusalem.
For the last few days, I find myself walking the streets of the city I love the most, Jerusalem. Not only I am in the place the very air of which makes me breathe easier even through the heat, but I am blessed to be learning at the institution that brings people together based only…
My American Anniversary
Today is nineteen years since I’ve arrived in this blessed land of the USA. We came here as a family. Since then we lost two most beloved male members of it. And – we gained two most amazing little girls. The circle of life? How did we fare here? Am I grateful, sad, indifferent, cheerful? I…
Dreaming of the Golden City
В этом городе звезды так близко – рукою подать В этом городе воздух напоен лавандой и мятой В эту ночь как спою я Тебе о любви? Your night’s stars are so close, I can touch them by hand Satiated Your air with lavender smell Where find the words for my love song to You, When…
Noshing Across the Nation 