Psychology at the U.J.
Sometimes we all need a good nudge before we do the right thing.
Sometimes we all need a good nudge before we do the right thing.
Even here in Los Angeles, where the Jewishpopulation mushroomed over the last five decades to over 600,000,demographers tell us our numbers are stagnating — and likely wouldhave dropped — had it not been for the infusion of newcomers fromIran, the former Soviet Union, both Northern and Southern Africa and,ironically, Israel itself.
My little Long Island town had two shuls: ourConservative synagogue close to home and the one we called the\”other,\” across town. My parents never mentioned it by name. The shulwas Reform.
Last year, I experiencedsomething that made me feel more emotion than I can remember everhaving during the Ten Days of Awe, and, unfortunately, the feeling was that ofanger toward other Jews.
Who shall live? Who shall die? And what do weleave each other? Here are three whose lives touched mine, gone thisyear. Their names are part of my Yizkor prayers.
Every few years, I fall in love with Judaism fromanother perspective, one that fills me with an urgency I can\’t keepto myself.
For me, there are only two obstacles when pickingHigh Holy Day Ground Zero. Only Content. Only Context.
On Sept. 10, the day Secretary of State Madeleine Albright arrived in Israel, the country became preoccupied with another event: the disappearance of Ya\’acov Schwartz.
In American Jewish cooking, honey reigns. Good thing: The variousfarmer\’s markets are reliable sources for excellent honeys.