Sometimes it feels as if everything has changed since October 7. The brutality of the attacks and the devastation of the war have stunned us. The silence of those we once called friends and the abandonment by those we considered allies have left us reeling.
Eve
One of the most consistent parts of my life has been my identity as a Jew. For the last nine years, I have spent my Sunday mornings at synagogue; in 2020, I graduated from religious school student to staff. I have spent many of my summers at URJ Camp Newman
I was born and raised in Israel, but when I was around six years old, my family moved to North Carolina, making us the first generation of my family to live in the United States. The move brought with it a wave of uncertainty, especially when it came to my
I sat across the table from my mentor, sipping hot chocolate at the coffee shop where we met whenever I was home from university. She listened carefully as I explained how lost I felt and how uncertain I was about the path I had chosen in neuroscience. I was
Earlier this month, I had the privilege of traveling to Israel to represent Women of Reform Judaism (WRJ) with WRJ CEO Rabbi Liz P.G. Hirsch. While it is a difficult time to be in the country, it was an opportunity to visit with several of WRJ’s Israeli Reform
Do you remember the last time you cried? I do. I was sitting in my car, reading a little green notebook. Why was a notebook making me cry? Let me rewind…
Four years ago, drowning in post-grad limbo and watching the world turn to chaos at the height of the
By definition, an honor roll is a list of the names of people who are celebrated for something they have done, such as doing very well in a sport or in school. For example, if you study hard, you can make your school’s honor roll.
Honor roll in WRJ world has a
Our Sci-Tech Academy journey began in Spring 2021. Our temple held a Zoom meeting with numerous URJ camps and congregants to get to know each other. We were early to login, as was JD Mallindine. JD immediately recognized Rita’s background as a character from a
My hands now fidget with my hostage dog tag, cool metal against burning skin, reminding me that this twisted reality is far more than a satirical nightmare. I will never be able to return to the innocent naïveté that existed before October 7, 2023. Black and