“That is how it felt being at the March on Washington,” he told me. “But people don’t listen. They need to listen.”
In the shadow of gentrification.
The Instillation of Hope is a primary goal of group therapy and we, the group that is the world could really use some hope right now-so…
Home is my memory of my father singing “I am woman hear me roar.”
I’ve been on hate lists before. I’ve been on all 32 flavors of hate-lists.
Edward R. Murrow reminds us that the press corps are the ones standing in the sand where the line needs to be drawn.
Life on the kibbutz.
Artistic imagination versus moral imagination.
This old house would have burnt down long ago.
A plethora of information and a pile of glass lead to an epiphany.
So long it’s been good to know you, Irwin.
We used to sing this lines from the Israeli national anthem to tease our friend Tiki — which is short for Tikva which means hope in Hebrew. We have yet to give up hope… is the translation.
7 simple ways a moment of crisis can become a moment of opportunity.
The wonderful and awful thing about growing older is the burden of moral ambiguity.
Better by far to simply try and be good and courageous and bold and to make a difference.