Editorial & Commentary

Of the hundreds of new articles we've posted this past year, here are the ten that generated the most interest.

As we celebrate the 3rd birthday of TheJewishWoman.org, we truly are a growing family of women throughout the world...

I was frustrated that there was little, if anything, specifically geared for the Jewish woman. There was plenty for women, and plenty about Judaism, but somehow the two had yet to find themselves working together...

To be united with other Jewish female souls in this virtual world makes me feel more Jewish, more confident and more spiritual...

I feel I am part of a community of healing and hope. Because those of us reading and writing for The Jewish Woman can be honest with one another, we truly understand, and learn from each other...

Thousands of years of painful history have taught us how to be resilient in the face of crisis, and how to keep going, forever marching forward...

She comes closer; her finger is waving inches from my face. "I can tell," she rants, "from your hair covering and your necklace (a Star of David) you're not an American..."

It would have made most sense for Sandra Samuel to get out of there as quickly as possible. But she didn't. She couldn't. Little Moshe'le was calling her name...

We cannot change what has happened. But we can determine how we react to this tragedy. Please think about what you can do to bring more light to this darkness. Please share below what you are doing in memory of the Mumbai victims and for Gavriel and Rivka...

Today I again saw the hand of the Creator, as He directs the world in His unfathomable way. But this time with the opposite result. The worst kind.

I walked into the big room. Actually, I was led into the big room. Nobody just walks where they choose to in prison. I saw all the women, dressed in green shirts and green pants, sitting around. Quiet. Almost lifeless. Their souls beaten...

Devastating, destructive, overwhelming, historic. This has been the tsunami of the dollar and in its path it has left people uprooted and fearing the unknown...

If, when we awaken, we marvel at the fact that we are alive, then we know that while we slept, it was G‑d who gave rest to our soul, who renewed that spark within it. And since our soul has been returned, we are beginning the day with a soul that has not only seen, but has spent quality time with Him...

I wonder how far we will allow today’s miracles to take us? Will we watch hundreds of rockets fall without injuring anyone and say that it is just a coincidence? Or will we allow this war change our lives?...

My family and I live in Netivot, ten kilometers from Gaza. Netivot is hooked up to a warning sirent. When the siren rings, it means you have forty-five seconds to go into your safe room or a public bomb shelter...

Today's world demands labels. Labels make us feel important, give us a sense of belonging. But is my Jewish identity just the sum of a few labels?...

Despite the distance of a few feet between us, we are worlds apart. A few meters away, ominous even at rest, sits a parked bulldozer. It casts an enormous shadow over the playground. I look at the mother, the bulldozer. The mother. The bulldozer...

I took families out of their homes forever, I put them on buses that took them to nowhere. I remember every picture that I took down from the walls of their homes in Gush Katif. I remember every girl, every young woman and mother who I instructed to leave her home forever. On the third anniversary of the evacuation of Gush Katif, I want to ask forgiveness...

Watching him navigate the course of his life made me realize that I, too, am deaf, a different kind of deaf. Actually, we all are, to a certain degree. I am deaf to G-d's "strange movements." His actions puzzle me...

We are each alone as we prepare our thoughts. Soon we will disembark from the bus to spend a precious half-hour in prayer at this sacred holy site...