Rabbi Jen Gubitz
I am sitting shmira – / Guarding the memories of the dead / until they are returned / to their families embrace.
I am sitting shmira – / Guarding the memories of the dead / until they are returned / to their families embrace.
Daphne Kalotay talks to Lilith about “The Archivists,” loss, and what lies beneath the surface.
Shirley Russak Wachtel talks to Lilith about how grief and betrayal threaten to destroy what were once unbreakable bonds in her novel A Castle in Brooklyn.
“All that I have learned from my 15 years of living with very personal, profound loss as a person who was 30 years old when faced with that loss—and trying to figure out how to live a life.”
You can’t make a voodoo doll, I repeat. It isn’t our magic to use. I think of the magic that should be ours to use, instead. The faith we should have in our mezuzot and our medicine. A magic based on belief in the good.
Tisha B’av is a holiday about mourning. I often feel like I’m in a perpetual state of mourning.
Connection destroyed at the expense of productivity, culture at the expense of assimilation.
In Frances Goldin’s apartment, we found a powerful sign: “I Adore My Lesbian Daughters.”
Jill Smolowe, a journalist and memoirist, had her own annus horribilis, only hers lasted a year and a half.