Sara Weiss
Reflections on Shmita, and the need to radically rethink how we work and what we value.
Fallow Year
Tag: coronavirus
Back-to-School Blues and Our Rush to Return to Normal
Sarah M. Seltzer
I don’t know how to handle small worries anymore.
Odd Woman Out: a Q&A with Melanie Chartoff
Yona Zeldis McDonough
Melanie Chartoff has worked as an actor both on and off Broadway, and she’s endeared herself to audiences with the characters she’s created on Fridays, Seinfeld, Newhart, Parker Lewis and… Read more »
Honoring the Memory of a Special Young Woman— by Teaching Consent
Eleanor J. Bader
The Foundation’s first Executive Director, Marissa Neuman Jachman, spoke to Lilith about Levitas, the Foundation’s important work, and the challenges of addressing volatile social issues.
A Little Backyard Writing School
Arielle Silver-Willner
It’s Friday afternoon and I am in my backyard, setting out plastic cushions six feet apart, disinfecting pencils, and copying my lesson plan onto a dry erase board with multi-colored… Read more »
Life Without Lipstick
Yona Zeldis McDonough
And although none of these compare even remotely to the loss of life and living, they inflict a particular kind of pain because they are set against the backdrop of such monumental tragedy. One of those small sorrows is the loss of lipstick—and by this I mean red lipstick because for me, that’s the only kind there is.
Reflections on Sukkot During the Coronavirus
Rishe Groner
So. I don’t know about you, but I never thought we’d be here. Saying goodbye to Sukkot, the grand festival of rejoicing, the time when we celebrate harvest, honor abundance,… Read more »
Why did(n’t) the Funeral Procession Cross the Road?
Rabbi Jen Gubitz
I brought my hand to my heart and took a deep breath. The voicemail was from David, at Levine’s Chapel in Brookline, MA, one of the most thoughtful funeral home… Read more »
“We’re All Nervous About What’s Coming”—A Michigan Nurse on the Covid Crisis
Arielle Silver-Willner
You have a level of compassion, being a nurse, and suddenly it’s more difficult.
I Told Our Son He Can’t Come Home
Andrea Kott
How mindlessly I licked their melting ice cream cones and fallen lollipops. Even when they were sick, especially when they were sick, I held them close. Now, we can’t even touch.