Fighting antisemitism is like fighting cancer. The more power you seize from the disease, the stronger you feel. You empower yourself not to be a victim.

That plaintive, familiar sound represented the start of a new year ahead as well as the end of a young life full of hopes and dreams.

I can’t think of a declaration more intrepid or poignant for the first painful anniversary of October 7.

Laying tefillin can feel unsafe and transgressive, and I am especially drawn to what I’m told is transgressive for women.

"As we approach the annual days of mourning and celebration for Israel’s independence I’m anxiously anticipating the commemorations."

As Esther did with Haman, Jewish women today must again call evil by its name and refuse to be erased or exploited. By anyone. 

At a time when connection among Jews is more crucial than ever, I’m grateful that an exercise bike parked in my basement has brought friendship and support.

If antisemitism is a fact, then what can we do about it? Historically, there are three options: Stay and fight, leave and rebuild, or do nothing.