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HOME & FAMILY MemoirsJewish hospitality at its inherited best... Also about Bris Mila... by Rachel Leah Perlman
Once when I was at the Kosel, something happened that brought
fond memories to my mind.
I had just closed my siddur and stood up to leave when
a woman approached me and asked, "Do you know Raizel
Pheterson?"
STORIES FROM YESTERYEAR Rebbetzin Sara Leah looked out the window. A heavy fog covered the street below and everything looked blurred. She sighed. The familiar London view looked so different from the view from the town of Kelm. How could they call this foggy city beautiful?
Writers Nonymous Now don't ask me what in the world that title means. It struck as I was landing back on earth and then gently richocheting back into the clouds, bouyant as a multicolored translucent plum-sized soap bubble.
Portrait of a typical Israeli baal tshuva -- An
interview with R' Eliyahu Kaufman, another Wandering Jew,
always questing...
Getting Up When You've Been Knocked Down
The sun was shining over a blue Jerusalem sky. The
invitations to my wedding in my backpack, along with my
clothes and other things for the coming week, I was on my way
to seminary that Sunday morning, the joy growing in my heart
with each step. I looked ahead at the Old City walls in front
of me. Three weeks. Just three weeks until I'm married --
crazy, incredible, exciting.
Keep Smiling Most of us held the four species in our hands this last Succos. And we can still do so with our minds, our imaginings. More important, though, we can BE them -- we can be all that they represent.
Your Medical Questions Answered! A writer sent me an article about psychotherapy for hypochondriacs. Indeed, hypochondria is a tough illness, and these folks often shift from emergency ward to emergency ward, getting half-baked treatment and taking their show on the road to another ward that does not know them.
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