My grandchildren, Selam, a sixth grader, and Dian, a fifth grader, are enrolled in an online academy this fall. I volunteered to be their...

I’ve been thinking a lot about final goodbyes lately. One of the challenges of aging is that I find myself at more memorial services...

I am not, by nature, an adventurous person. I grew up with the constant warning of “Be careful, you’ll hurt yourself.” Yet a couple of...

I attended a webinar with one of my favorite Mussar teachers, Alan Morinis, last weekend. The subject was savlanut, patience. It’s a soul...

June 8, 2020 – My granddaughter Selam’s eleventh birthday and her first rally. I told her the night before that I was going to attend the...

On the Jewish holiday of Purim, we dress up in masks and costumes, eat, drink and celebrate our survival. Ironically, one of the last...

"Camp Jancbrook lives on forever, Does not perish with the frost But remains within our memory Fondest beauty never lost.” (Sung to “Ode...

“When shadows fill our day Lead us to a place Guide us with your grace Give us faith so we’ll be safe” Sunday morning at breakfast, Irv...

During the Passover Seder, we sing Dayenu, which means it would have been enough.  It’s one of the most well-known and beloved tunes of...

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair….” Charles Dickens,  The...

What was on my calendar for today: Yoga Take Irv to eye doctor followup appointment at CU Med Center Good News Breakfast editing session...

It took a village, and I am filled with gratitude. Love and thanks to: My two writing groups who critiqued, advised and most of all...

I’ve been thinking a lot about truth these days. In the current environment of  “fake news,” “alternative facts,”  hyperbole and outright...

Daisy was our first dog. A Brittany spaniel mix, we adopted her over 40 years ago when we first moved to Conifer. Heidi was in...

After a month full of adventure and memory-building,  we arrived home, an exhausting 23-hour journey  from Salvador via Panama City. We...

One of the most rewarding parts of traveling are the people we meet. Just a few in Brazil: Aldi, the proprietor of  a small snack shack...

A much anticipated part of our trip was spending a week on the World Heritage island of Fernando de Naronha off the east coast of Brazil....

After a wonderful week in Cotacachi learning about the Runa people, we took an overnight flight to Salvador, Brazil. We arrived at rush...

One of the experiences we had planned in advance was a ritual cleansing with Mama Juana, a Cotacachi Runa and yachak (shaman). True to...

“Quedamos eternamente agradecidos” (we are eternally grateful) Apak emailed me the day after we left Cotacachi. Yet we are the ones who...