I’m feeling conflicted about the lighting of the White House hanukkiah (Hanukkah menorah) by two students from Jerusalem’s Hand in Hand school. I think the school
I spent ten minutes today speaking with an acquaintance who is Arab and lives in Silwan, a neighborhood of East Jerusalem just south of the
I haven’t told my children that their cousins’ cousin was brutally murdered last week by a knife-wielding terrorist. And I haven’t told them about the
I’ve been thinking today about the ways in which facebook and other online discourse can be constructive or destructive. I try to engage people with
We don’t notice it here in the quiet neighborhood of Katamon. If it weren’t for my newsfeed and the sounds of firework-like explosions and helicopters
A few weeks ago I posted this story on Facebook: “Waiting in line in an extremely crowded supermarket. The woman in front of me, watching
I am afraid. I am afraid of the rockets. I am afraid they will come in the middle of the night and, defying the millions-to-one
When my kids fight with each other, and especially when my eldest intentionally hurts one of his little brothers, my default is sadly to lash
by Leah Solomon I am so tired of sides. I am so tired of one-sidedness. Of being expected to have empathy only for my own.