Category Archives: personally lucid

#WhySheStayed

The current flap about football player Ray Rice’s beating of his now-wife, Janay, may not help her but it may save other women. In a HuffPo article, writer Rachel Leibrock has a problem with the shaming of domestic violence victims who felt compelled to … Continue reading

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Gone.

  CLARIFICATION: In the 24 hours since I wrote this post, I have heard and read two mental health care professionals say that articles should take care not to glorify suicide or offer it as a “way out.” This article … Continue reading

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Girlfriend, can we talk?

Just not about your vagina. Lady bloggers, I’m tired of hearing about it. Here’s why. Growing up in the South, there was an unwritten rule: if it happens below the waist, we don’t talk about it in polite company. There were … Continue reading

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Mini-Mitzvahs, and Miracles

Editor’s Note: there’s a glossary at the end of this article. Photo used with permission: http://www.collive.com In the Tel Aviv airport, at the end of my first trip to Israel, I was looking for a tzedakah box to put my remaining … Continue reading

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This Passover, let ’em eat cake.

We Jews, especially Reform Jews, have a complicated relationship with food. You might think in the Orthodox tradition it would be cut and dried—do this, don’t do that—but not so. At Passover, the holiday most fraught with food issues, even … Continue reading

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Planely offensive.

239 people on board Malayasia Airlines flight 370 are likely at the bottom of the ocean or slammed into a mountain somewhere in Asia. Hilarious, no? No. And yet this meme has been circulating, less than two weeks after the … Continue reading

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Little boxes.

The cigar box with childish treasures, under the bed, away from a little brother’s reach, a milk crate upside-down nightstand for a broke college student, one cardboard box to carry my office things out when they didn’t need me any more, … Continue reading

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