I saw the future at a Heritage Dinner, the future in a slice of challah next to an empanada.
A rabbi from Westchester explains how welcoming and speaking with a refugee family helped him see the country with fresh eyes.
We allow our need for civility to dim the light we ought shine on injustice. But without the possibility of goodness, what use is a battle against tyranny?
In this age of alternative facts we need to seek truth and accept it wherever it might reside.
Rituals let us know that no matter the chaos around us, something more enduring, plays at the edges of creation.
Are we to conform to society’s expectations and play the part that our age dictates?
Until we start saying what we really mean we cannot possibly achieve sane, just policies about immigration, refugees and a host of other issues.
How do we choose to use our gifts and talents, our personality and our natural inclinations?
While a peace deal will not have creamy eggplant as its foundation, perhaps one day we’ll be able to sit around one table to celebrate all that we share rather than spending the day on a bus to talk about all that separates us.
The hearts that appear around Valentine’s Day symbolize love: star crossed lovers, desire and passion, romance and grand gestures, dating and marriage. But in Jewish tradition, the heart means something very different.