Transformation

Who am I ~ I Really Want to Know

"Who are you?" asks Alice's Caterpillar puffing on his hookah. Who indeed, I asked myself, I once dreamt I was an Elk watching the world from the highest hill, overlooking all, with stamina to outlast...

Review of Zichronot/Memories, A Journal by Dr. Jerome Lowenstein

  We admire some authors not only because of their writings but also because of the human being these writings reveal. It quickly becomes clear from reading the essays in Zichronot/Memories what an intelligent, humane,...

Buoyed by a Bloom – by Anne Peek

I was startled into hope by a sturdy bloom. In a murky week filled with fatigue, overwhelm and heartache, I bought a small pot of Gerbera daisies, bright raspberry red to cheer me up....
Diana Raab

Transformed by Writing – by Diana Raab

I wish I had known how brave I actually was on the day my grandmother committed suicide. I was ten years old when she overdosed on sleeping pills in my childhood home. Like any...

Secular

(a Journey) I do not make light of the heaviness which dwells in my heart. And I think to my chi, “perhaps if I empty my insides, it will all fall out too.” she tells me what I know...

Reflections on “Life in Break-down Mode”

A post from a Facebook Friend caught my attention this afternoon: All break-downs lead to breakthroughs. No matter how rocky the terrain or how stormy the seas, it is an opportunity to become a master...

Enough Excuses, Lets Go!

I’m watching a video of an outdoor adventure and these guys are using just basic equipment and having a blast. Wow, I could never go with just basic equipment. I have to have all...

Unanswered Prayers

“I cannot believe that, seriously!”….I shrugged my head in disbelief. I had very successfully interviewed for a job, in a place I really wanted to live. It was close to my family, in a...

At 4, Our Son’s Developing a Taste for Religion or is it Community?

My husband was working late, so my son and I had a thrown-together dinner of leftover pasta, yogurt and carrots. I added one touch, store-bought Challah, to give our table a semblance of Shabbat. The...

Dear Mark (a letter to a prisoner and friend on ego and humility

Dear Mark, Gregg and I were discussing ego today, and among other things, the number of people who fight so hard to preserve it, which is, in actuality nearly everyone, at least in this culture. And...