I love Shabbat!! Every time another Friday rolls around and I remember that Shabbat is nearly here, I am so grateful that our culture…

Her bones rattled in their loose skin casing. Flesh and fat were luxuries of childhood, in that window before deprivation was understood. Her hair…

I sometimes wonder how Eve felt when her son Cain murdered her other son Abel. The bible doesn’t record whether she cried in grief…

There are some phrases, when uttered by any of my three teenaged children that have the same effect on me as chalk on a blackboard.…

Whether you love it or hate it, you probably cannot resist using it. Over the past year, the Facebook group J-Seek has become the…

There is no sanguine, no blood. Red fabric flaps across the stony walls, the hooked cross like a giant spider clinging to silk. Dry…

The most unexpected joy I had on my recent 4 day trip to find my Polish roots, is one I was, sadly, unable to…

I am a fabled Jew of the North, of the red lipstick wearing, Radio National quoting, back yard chook owner variety. I am conversant…

I cannot help but compare how differently my daughter and I learned to light the Shabbat candles. My daughter has seen the candles her…

When I whinge to my more ‘normal’ friends about how I wish I was back in VCE, I am met with strange looks of…