For the last two weeks I have been writing about time. In this final post on the subject (for now), I’d like to pick up on the conversation between Krista Tippet and Oliver Burkeman featured in “On Being,”

Last week I wrote about accomplishing more by doing less. I ended by saying that although I have decided to pull back from many of the things that keep me busy in order to spend …

Shortly after I agreed to coordinate my temple’s participation in a national get out the vote campaign, I saw a tweet from Adam Klepetar, the Vice President of Student Affairs and Enrollment Management at Berkshire Community Colleges.

Footage from last year’s insurrection has been hard to watch. The events of a year ago, and even more the moral cowardice on prominent display since then, pains me physically.

I am spending part of the winter in Boca Raton, Florida, in a country club community with hundreds of homes and apartment buildings.

Where I live, the sun will rise at 7:20 AM and set at 4:23 PM on Tuesday, the shortest day of the year. The good news is that we will gain 2-4 minutes each day after that until we reach the June solstice,

Last Saturday, both my local paper, the Berkshire Eagle, and the New York Times carried guest essays about rudeness.

In “The importance of kindness in the season of light,” Rabbi Neil Hirsch shared an unsettling experience he had while driving with his four-year old son. An impatient driver pulled up to pass him. But instead of simply passing, he slowed down to stare and made “an obscene hand gesture.” The shocked Rabbi had to explain it to his son, who never seen anyone do that before.

I met with the author Sonia Pilcer the other day. She is going to mentor me through the process of writing my grandmother’s story. “Get a notebook,” was her first advice.

Last spring, I wrote about exchanging Haikus with a friend and what writing these poems daily means to me. Although I have been rigorous about adhering to the syllabic form of the Haiku,

In this week’s On Being email, Padráig Ó Tuama said, “Every story is both a revelation and a concealment,” an insight that can be applied to my own writing

It has started raining heavily and the winds are picking up. On one Tropical Storm Henri tracker, the arrow points directly to where I live

My Rabbi recently wrote an article, “Don’t Call Me a Female Rabbi,” in which she argued “As a rabbi, I speak from a place of faith and moral leadership.