Matir Asurim, Redeemer of captives
The One who has made me free
On this yarzheit
one year since the Bibas children returned home to be laid to rest
We pause to grieve
The lives taken far too soon – Shiri, Ariel, and Kfir
To mourn women and children whose lives are
During my time as the (first!) social justice intern at Women of Reform Judaism, I had many conversations with WRJ leaders from all over the country. I heard time and time again that WRJ was the place where they could combine their dedication to Judaism and
“Then Miriam the prophet, took a timbrel in her hand,
and all the women followed her with timbrels and with dancing.” (Ex. 15:20)
As the waters of injustice rage in Minneapolis and across this country —
God, please, let the Sea of Reeds, the sea of injustice and
“I’m not a cantor.”
Surrounded by more than 200 cantors at the American Conference of Cantors (ACC) Convention 2025 in Washington DC earlier this month, this was my mantra as I introduced myself throughout the gathering.
Thank you, thank you, thank you WRJ for
Lately, I’ve been playing a game of comparisons. My old place in Cincinnati had lilac bushes by the front door. Now my new block in Astoria smells of roses, owing to the talented gardeners who grow all varieties of colors and scents in their tiny patches of