Every Star, Every Galaxy, Every Grain of Sand

There are 300 billion stars in the Milky Way alone. That’s just the Milky Way, though. It’s hard to know exactly how many galaxies exist in the universe, but the estimation is about 100 to 200 billion galaxies. Mah rabbu ma’asecha Hashem doesn’t seem to cut the awe of these statistics. Every star is a huge ball of energy, with precise chachma. Every star required a creator. Every … Continue reading Every Star, Every Galaxy, Every Grain of Sand

The Everything Poem

Rain and shine, Day and night, Anger and hope, Thick and thin,   I don’t even know, where to begin.   Chap stick, toothpaste, chocolate, flowers, sleep, monsters, spiders and bears.   Silly snakes slither and slide, grilled, boiled, cooked, and fried.   All your thoughts, emotions, feelings, falling down like orange peelings.   Pen, paper, cupcakes, jeans, gym, sneakers, dolphins and dogs.   Just … Continue reading The Everything Poem

The Needed Enemy

In a still black room, filled with the soft breathing of two sisters Each sleeping in a soothing, unhurried, utopia, With lids innocently closed and creases smoothed, A vibrant enemy reigns.     It slithers through the darkness. Then with the burst of banging metals My stomach crumbles into A pile of old autumn leaves.     My lids stay sealed, shading the dazzling glow … Continue reading The Needed Enemy

MY Shoes

This poem was inspired by a different poem I wrote while at the USHMM in Washington, DC. In the museum, there is a room with a pathway down the middle. On each side is a pile of shoes taken from people as they arrived at concentration camps. This was inspired by my journey through that room.   Shoes   At the top of the pile- … Continue reading MY Shoes

When Torah Comes to Life

I never thought of leyning – the ritual chanting of readings from Tanakh during synagogue services – as a possibility for me. As an Orthodox Jewish girl, leyning was supposed to be the domain of the boys. It was deemed immodest, non-halakhic, and – the greatest taboo of all – “Conservative,” for a girl (even as part of women’s tefillah) to read from the Torah. High school exposed … Continue reading When Torah Comes to Life

How My Life Changed in 90 Seconds

Jerusalem, Israel – November 20, 2012

 

Shema Yisrael. (Hear O’ Israel).

The words that I rushed through this morning.

Never again will I do that.

Why?

Today was normal. Well, not totally normal. For one thing, I was in Israel, in Jerusalem. That’s definitely something special, and it is not something that is usual for me. I live in New York, and I am a proud American citizen; however, Israel is always on my mind and in my heart and soul. It also wasn’t a normal day in Jerusalem for me. Most of the time when I’m in this holy city it’s for vacation and to visit family. However, the purpose of my visit this time was to choose a seminary for myself for the following year. The day was not routine, but I was having a wonderful day learning about the particular seminary I was visiting.

That all changed very quickly. Sometimes, it takes just a short amount of time to make the largest impact on our lives. Sometimes, it’s not about the years you spend at a certain school or the hours you try and decipher the meaning of a text. Sometimes, your life can change in the blink of an eye, and the most formidable experiences for you will happen so quickly you have to take a step back and realize what just happened. That is what I intend to do, and I invite you to listen in on my thoughts. Continue reading “How My Life Changed in 90 Seconds”

The Mirror Mission: Power To Stand After The Fall

The eyes crawl down my spine. The eyes examine the bumps and ghost-like skin. Proceeding to turn around, our eyes meet. The stranger looks down.

I remember the stares. I remember my confusion. I remember living in my own world of disbelief and denial, out of touch with what others saw when they stared. Maybe others saw a 76-pound high school student with an appearance resembling that of a frail child. No matter how I was seen, I did not recognize any hint that would lead me to conclude that my mind and body were in poor health and out of sync. Oblivious. I was on my own planet, living in another world.

I was forced to return to Earth.

Like a meteor, I spiraled down and crashed. Although I did not bring myself back down to Earth, I picked up the pieces myself. I was helped to my knees, but learned that I had the power to bring myself to my feet. Continue reading “The Mirror Mission: Power To Stand After The Fall”