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Spinoza, My Significant Other, and Baking Soda

I was reading a book about Spinoza this evening and had a thought about my significant other and baking soda. You ...

A Still, Small Voice

As I write this post in August, I’m aware that the High Holy days are approaching. I recall the teachings of ...

How Long Did He Stand Alone?

I received a postcard today from a K. Satterfield in Berkeley, California with a picture of an elk cut and ...

October Mourning and Tikkun Olam

“And you shall lay down, and no man shall terrify you….” Whenever I stand up in shul on Shabbat and ...

Love is the Answer

I’m in the process of relocating to Monroe, Louisiana from Oakland, California. Love is the reason and answer.Most of my ...

Mr. Expert on God

One of the strange, but nice, things that come from publishing a book is that people start to take you ...

Revisions for the Paperback

I found my first error in my book in this sentence in the introductory chapter, “Hidden Jew”: “My stepfather [Randy]…knew ...

Looking Up in New York

As this is my first post, please allow me to introduce myself: I am the author of  Am I a ...

Wandering Mother, Wondering Daughter: Part 3

The first title of a book that I remember with clarity is  QB VII . It seemed so odd, with ...

Wandering Mother, Wondering Daughter: Part 2

My mother wasn’t the only Jew in our small town in India. There was Aunty Ruby and her family before they ...

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