The High Holy Days aren’t easy for working parents.
This Yom Kippur, I’m choosing to ask forgiveness of myself for all of the ways I’ve messed up as a parent this past year.
How much of this holiday is reflection and how much of this holiday is noise?
Are some Jewish holidays more important than other Jewish holidays?
I feel that there is something artificial and forced about setting aside one day every year for us to admit our mistakes and ask forgiveness from others. This should be done every day! Just feeling that I am “required” to sit in synagogue, pray with more intensity than normal, and pour out my soul to God (or maybe just acknowledging my soul’s existence to myself) makes me feel less motivated to do just that. Yet, this is what Yom Kippur asks us to do.
This treat screams love — like warm-hugs-from-your-mom-when-you-came-home-from-elementary-school love. Love that accepts you in sweatpants — in public. It says “I don’t need to impress you, I know you love me already (with or without this pie).” And that’s the way I want to start my new year — with some unconditional love. And pie.
Halloween? Not Jewish. But America’s holy haunted houses post-Yom Kippur? A bit too real, says Allan Nadler of Jewish Ideas Daily.
While attempting to make a traditional Rosh Hashana recipes, I deviated from my recipe and brought the apple and honey flavors together with a new twist!
Don’t just let your cantor and choir sing to you while you sit there and contemplate your life, love, and transgressions, this High Holiday season. Use your voice!
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