Mishnaic Sages

Beneath all those longings and fears, beneath even the anticipation of honeyed blessings, lies—I sense—a deeper waiting . . .

I resent them for having this conversation while I am in the room. I cannot share their interest in fabrics and sizes and prices. I have come here to swim to encourage the pain to move through me . . .

When the mother bird is driven from her nest, she cries bitterly for her brood.

Rachel taught us that the way to work on the not normal is by staying calm. To understand that within the range of normal, there are different personalities.

I know it gives them strength. I certainly know it gives me strength. But what exactly is the strength that we tap into by saying, “G‑d willing, you can; I can?”

Why does Rabbi Akiva pop into my head as I look into my client’s pained eyes?

Although he was then a 40-year-old ignorant shepherd, she intuited that if given the opportunity, he could become a great scholar.

Her two sons died suddenly on Shabbat, but she hid the fact from her husband until she found a way to comfort him.

Can women, too, reach great heights of scholarship?

A story of a woman whose prayers were miraculously answered.