Hasia Diner
I think of her not just as the source of my wallets and maracas, but as a hero of the revolution, someone who stayed when so many of her peers left.
I think of her not just as the source of my wallets and maracas, but as a hero of the revolution, someone who stayed when so many of her peers left.
I took the job, marveling that my mentor could pay someone to research his whims, too obtuse to appreciate that he was buying me writing time on his own dime.
When war broke out in Israel and Gaza, I thought of Joan Didion. Why? Because she taught me how to think through a crisis.
Miriam sets her alarm at 8.30 a.m. every morning even though she is dying.
When it comes to infertility, you don’t have to ask. You can listen.
This year, with some unlikely help from Greta Gerwig’s film Barbie, I finally have the words to explain why honoring Queen Esther with the name Hadassah is so important to me.
What follows a breast or gynecological cancer diagnosis can be confounding, with challenging choices, and treatments that carry varying implications.
If rituals give us context to mark transitions and liturgy gives us the language to describe them, there is a whole set of transitions and experiences historically ignored within Jewish tradition.
Historically, Jews have dealt with so much violence, discrimination, and hate enacted by outside forces: we cannot afford to inflict pain against each other. And perhaps–that’s why we inflict pain against each other?