Shira M. Zemel
Two of my pregnancies ended in miscarriage, and the other two resulted in the greatest joys of my life. But all four were a burden — emotionally and physically, personally and professionally.
Two of my pregnancies ended in miscarriage, and the other two resulted in the greatest joys of my life. But all four were a burden — emotionally and physically, personally and professionally.
As I look at my new daughter, I think about what a few more decades of restrictions could mean for her future. I knead harder.
We are not used to mobilizing against the theology of any other tradition. But this is different.
Decades later, at a Jewish symposium on abortion, a male leader self-righteously intoned, “Abortion is never an easy decision.” He’d obviously never been there.
As a woman and a native Texan, I am scared. As a future rabbi, I am furious.
Reflecting on the fight for abortion rights in New York.
“Misogyny, racism, and the drug war were intersecting to deny pregnant women, especially Black pregnant women, their personhood. “
Until we are comfortable loudly discussing abortion and reproductive freedom in our communities, we will inadvertently perpetuate the idea that abortion is taboo.
While many of us are at home, anti-choice politicians and their supporters are exploiting the anxiety around COVID-19 by attacking access to abortion rights.
My faith has taught me that a woman is a human being, but a fetus is not a life until it is born.