Seeing the world for what it truly is means sometimes you see things you love and sometimes you see things you would rather ignore. Most of the time I try to close my eyes to, or at least hold a dispassionate curiosity for the “low-vibe” stuff like the fact that 100M kids got turned on…
Forget 2012 doomsday predictions, what my neighborhood went through this past weekend falls under its own category of apocalyptic scenarios. Instead of Halloween preparation revelry, a massive, unexpected and eerily unseasonal winter blizzard descended upon my area like a scene out of a Stephen King novel. The suddenly bleak and wintry skies deposited so…
SORROW has many faces. Sorrow doesn’t discriminate, nor does it tread lightly. When we speak of sorrow, like a universal code, we know it means trouble; a death, an illness, the loss of a job, betrayal. Sometimes it’s personal; the loss of self esteem, the onset of depression. Other times it’s global; think Steve Jobs…
After officiating a sumptuous Bat Mitzvah at the Trump National Golf Club in Briarcliff Manor Saturday, my honey and I enjoyed a lovely night out like a real couple, seeing the new Aaron Sorkin/Steve Zaillian scripted, Brad Pitt starrer Moneyball at the local Bedford Playhouse theatre. Typically the only movies I don’t enjoy are horror…
Today was a great day for mothers all over the country. No, it wasn’t a bra burning day or the day that the perfect combination of lactogenic herb, pain relief and diet all arrived in one neat little pill. But nonetheless, Mothers rejoice because the Museum of Motherhood was born into our world. The brain…
On an impossibly perfect early September Monday ten years ago, the lives of all Americans were marred by a shocking display of evil perpetrated by fanatics, igniting a war on terror that still rages today. I can still remember that fateful day as though it were yesterday. But it wasn’t yesterday, it was a…
After the immense sadness and intense soulfulness of the last two weeks, dealing with my Grandfather’s last days and funeral, I felt sure I would be more than entitled to a restful period where I could take stock of these past few weeks, meditate, rest, be with the kids (I know these last two don’t…
Five and a half years ago I cried, sang & officiated at my Grandmother, Florence Goodman’s funeral. And this weekend, on a cloudless, magnificent day in Southern California, I cried, sang & co-officiated with Rabbi Saul Strosberg from Nashville, for her partner of sixty-five years… my beloved Grandfather, Calvin Goodman. Goodness, Truth & Beauty is…
This week’s Casey Anthony verdict and the subsequent flood of social media hate was not that surprising to me and my partner, with whom I watched, discussed and considered what I’m about to say. Her case serves as a startling reminder that Casey is the ultimate out-of-control mother who couldn’t figure out who she wanted…
In high school I had a teacher who was a homophobe, albeit a nice one. I hadn’t been aware of this until one day during my senior year civics class we were engaged in a model congress session. My teacher had proposed anti-gay legislation so I did what any self-respecting liberal young woman would do…