Rebecca Katz
A mother wrestles with her lullaby during wartime.
A mother wrestles with her lullaby during wartime.
We are three weeks into the most threatening time I have lived through as a Jew.
I am sitting shmira – / Guarding the memories of the dead / until they are returned / to their families embrace.
A sermon excerpt from Rabbi Miriam Grossman: Today I need to keep my humanity. And today I need to keep going even without hope. Because hope will come one day.
A poem from Hila Ratzabi: The earth will hold you better Than God can.
A sermon excerpt from Rabbi Angela Buchdal: Words matter, because the truth matters. Let’s take care to use the right ones.
Personally, I argue that every person born in the Soviet Union belongs to this generation of the wilderness. We were born in a sort of bondage, after all.
I am not Russian, but I speak Russian. It’s a kind of nonconsensual tattoo Stalin left behind on my parents—better tattooed than dead.
As conflict rages in Israel and Gaza, a group of women in Crown Heights has decided that covering up young girls’ bodies is the only solution.