Cut in Two
It is four weeks today since I left Paris. It feels like forever ago. Not for the reasons most people think. Not because I love Paris, have dreamed of living there for as long as I can remember (even...
View ArticleGod’s Time, Not Mine
Almost Famous … with Debra Engle at Rocaberti Castle. God’s time … not mine. I hear these words often in recovery circles — usually in reference to romance or finance but its application is...
View ArticleIndependence Day, Indeed
What I did write about … dancing with African dancers, in Africa! Five years ago today I boarded a plane bound for Kigali. I was in the middle of a divorce I didn’t quite see coming, and certain I had...
View ArticleAWAY (alone)
Nikki McClure 2017 Calendar My friend Clover knows I love papercut artist Nikki McClure and has twice bought me calendars of her work. Each has a beautiful image of the season and a single word. BECOME...
View ArticleThe Present of Being Present
Wearing T’s marathon medal — the present of being present, of being here now. I’ve been back in the United States for a little more than a year now. In these 12-plus months I have made a conscious...
View ArticleDoors Like Breadcrumbs, Leading Me Home
A few days ago a friend of mine from university posted this message on my Facebook page — “Read this and thought of you this morning. Smooches bubbala!” Every year, The New York Times recommends 52...
View ArticleOn This Day
My intuition has always been good. I feel things before they happen … usually things I’d rather not know. A sense of dread deep in my core, based on what seem like barely perceptible shifts. The text...
View ArticleNot “Most People”
In Seville. Sometimes you do eat alone in Spain … (Originally published as an update to http://www.gofundme.com/awanderingjewess.) I received my first agent rejection. I’m smiling as I write this....
View ArticleOnly Someone Who Should Be a Rabbi Thinks …
“They” say when things are right doors fling open. I am sitting with my new friend C talking about resistance, mine in particular. It is early spring according to the calendar, but the weather gods...
View ArticleI Will Always Be … A Tashlich Tale
The “almost” stream in Carpenter’s Woods. 2012. I am standing at the shore of Lake Michigan – the Chicago side. I am wearing my signature orange peep-toe wedges, a tweed dress that hangs on my...
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