Some Observations

This was an interesting week for me: challenging, exhilarating, nourishing, disturbing, all at once. Last Sunday, I have started a week long Jewish Professionals Institute at Mechon Hadar. My reasoning was mostly financial – since I wouldn’t be able to afford going to Jerusalem this year to study at Pardes, I decided I would take…

A Random Step

This Sunday I am embarking on a new adventure. I am starting a week-long class at Mechon Hadar. Again, not without trepidation. This is not exactly the place where the level of observance and Yirat Shamaim is according to my view of the world. And yet, I’ve decided to try it. For a very practical reason – there…

A Few Verses Before Passover

Just a few verses combining the events of the day. The life of this world never seizes to amaze, both in good and bad ways.   Oh Egypt, “how the mighty has fallen”! Egypt, the giant of old With your gold and your gems, with you valley of kings Where does your golden queen cry…

Back to the Darkness … Again?!!

These days are not like one another. G-d! I try! I try hard. I succeed … sometimes. I wake up. I smile. I even sing. And then I dance – the dance of a shot-down swan… Music is supposed to lift a person up. Not me. For me, it brings back tears. My love, my…

Just One More

I wrote it a while ago. It is still true. It will always be.   I wish I could walk by the Walls of that City with you – hand in hand I wish we would hear the whisper of stones in its streets I wish you would take me to share the silence in…

Jerusalem Exhibition

Can we have hope or certainty in East or West or anywhere but in the one land full of gates that face the open gates of heaven? —Judah ha-Levi (1075–1141), Jewish poet and philosopher This Sunday I finally made it to the Jerusalem Exhibition at the Met  with the best group of people – my…

Verses Before Shabbat

It is almost Shabbat here, in New York. This means that Shabbat has long descended on Jerusalem, the city of my dreams. Today, Israel is suffering again. No time, or strength to talk about the reasons of these deadly fires. Just these words, written long time ago bringing me back to it, again and again. When…

Sweet Smells of Autumn

What is happening now in New York is called Indian Summer in the US and Бабье лето in Russia It is really the perfect weather for Sukkot. This year it came so late that I was worried about sitting in a cold and wet sukkah. However, Gd gave us a miracle of this warmth that somehow allows…

Throwback … Wednesday

There is a kind of social media tradition about a “throwback Thursday” when people are posting events/ pictures that remind them and others of the days gone by. But, I decided – why wait if something interesting brings you back to the best days of your life? This summer, as I said many times, of…

Verses Out Loud

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…

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?  

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….