Apparently you can’t say the Mourner’s Kaddish for a pet. A few brave souls have attempted to adapt the prayer, but according to my very official Google search—Rabbis frown upon this practice. Soooooo…what to do?
It is not only important but crucial that we reflect on the ups, downs and all-arounds of our year as Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur approach. So here are the “cliff-notes” version to life in 5775; the year I… Continue reading “5775- The Year of…”
I just booked myself a little writer/soul retreat. Tuesday morning I’ll be headed to the green state of Maine via the luxurious Greyhoud bus. Asides from my chosen mode of transportation, I am excited to write, hike, star gaze, fire pit sit and just be.
I considered flying to California to visit friends/ family, camp, hike and just get in a good head space for school but financially it just didn’t seem practical as I am going back later in the summer/fall for a friend’s wedding. Continue reading “Leaving on a Greyhound…”
I decided that I needed to take advantage of my neighborhood library (after being inspired by my Pittsburgh friend’s nightstand stacked with library books). I have been in desperate need of a writing place that is in stumbling distance of my apartment in order to combat my leaving the house laziness (note: I used to have a gym in the building that I lived in and despite its simple 30 second elevator flight…it proved “too far” …I went a whopping one time).
It’s a miracle! A friend of mine prayed for Boboh’s safe return at the Kotel in Jerusalem yesterday and guess what….Boboh was found hours later behind some sheets of dry wall near my apartment building. He was missing for 48 hours. Thank you for your well wishes! Continue reading “The Unbreakable Boboh!”
Boboh is missing. Boboh is my 2.5 year old cat of questionable intelligence (seriously he is developmentally delayed) and for yet to be explained reasons has runaway. After speaking with each of our neighbors and accusing them of catnapping we (my brother and I) think we spotted him coming into the our backyard via the “rape lot” fence entrance. The Rape Lot is actually just a parking lot where sketchy vehicles & characters can be found. It is also a place that I keeps tabs on from my bedroom window just in case I can be used as a witness (it is an up and coming Brooklyn area) in a criminal trial. Continue reading “The Cat Came Back…?”
I was warned that cats (chatolim) were everywhere in Tel Aviv but I didn’t quite believe the hype until I saw it for myself.They are everywhere and as I am missing my feline four in NYC I have become mildly obsessed…mildly. Continue reading “The Cats of Tel Aviv”
1. Oneg Shabbat makes me think about giving blood. Rare?
2. I want to sing Kol Nidre & Jerusalem of Gold…in front of a crowd.
3. I used to think Yom Kippur was a person with a funny green hat. I think he was Irish.
4. Judy-ism vs. Jew-Day-ism ?
5. Last night I fIgured out what an atara is.
6. I might set up my camping tent in my living room for Sukkot. Thoughts?
7. See photo below.