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On the Power of Being Yourself
By Vanessa PalomaOnce upon a time, a baby girl was born to a man who came from the world of the earth, and a woman who came from the world of the skies. They wandered the earth in search of their happiness and dreams... 1 Comment |  |
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The Back-Up Generator
By Ruthy ShalomInstead of going about my day automatically flicking on switches that would give energy to my actions, I was left to find alternative tasks to occupy my attention. I floundered in a feeling of desperation at this possibility, for such is my reliance... |  |
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Pass the Birthday Cake, Please
By Devorah Leah MishulovinSince there are so many things I like to do on my special day, I now give myself two days to celebrate. n my actual birthday, an auspicious time when my good fortune is dominant, I concentrate on connecting to my Creator. The day after, I take time out to do fun things... 5 Comments |  |
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The Inner City Dweller
By Rifka KaplanIt is like a battle between conceit and humility that is happening in my soul. I think in one way, only to recognize the absolute delusion of my estimation.... 1 Comment |  |
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The Tutor
By Katie BeckerThe student is frustrated. She has been going in circles for forty-five minutes trying to figure out one line. And the tutor, she is at a loss. Part of her knows that feeding a student her thesis is not what she is there for, but is also not to the advantage of the student... 1 Comment |  |
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Brownies
By Devorah Leah SandhausIt had been eight long months of running between my parent's house and the hospital. Eight long months of not knowing what new challenges awaited us day in and day out... 1 Comment |  |
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Moving
By Elana MizrahiI can't believe I find myself in the same position, doing the same task: packing. Again, we're moving. We've moved five times in seven years... 3 Comments |  |
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A Fleeting Thought
By Ruth SternShe seemed to always have it together while I was always falling apart. And so it was no wonder that I felt a twinge of satisfaction upon hearing that something was going wrong for her... |  |
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The Yes Syndrome
By Edith BrownI was always so busy saying "yes" that I forgot to ever ask myself if I wanted to be the chair of a committee, if I had the time to become a "taxi" service, if I was able to volunteer for another fundraiser... 9 Comments |  |
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Back to the Garden
By Gwendolyn DavisI thought redemption was really here — now. A single tear escapes, and a little bit of my heart breaks. I can't help it. It was such a good dream... 3 Comments |  |
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The Edge of Time
By Patricia HuffHave you ever stood on the edge of time and beheld the wonders that could only be found in you? 1 Comment |  |
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Twenty Questions
By Devorah Leah MishulovinAfter Twenty Questions, the toy tries to guess the word that you had in mind. No one is looking, and I take this piece in my hand and think of a word. I choose, "G - D"... 7 Comments |  |
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Open Eyes
By Patricia HuffI am here in my own bed but at the same time, I am standing on a distant mountain side. Bushes growing wildly all around, a place deserted and ever so still... 1 Comment |  |
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Coming to America
By Miriam ShieldsThat night, my grandmother slept fitfully, distressed and uncertain about what to do. How could she compromise the values with which she had been raised? |  |
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The Light Within
By Patricia HuffDon’t you feel it deep within the spaces of your soul? Awaken and come forth for I have called you back once more to reveal a message of life and love... 3 Comments |  |
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Carry Me
By Sara HechtSome days I feel as though I'm carrying years on my back. I never thought about it much before; you see, I believed it was my duty... 2 Comments |  |
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Light The Ultimate Metaphor of G-d's Expression
By Joy KrauthammerToward the end, the candles were as if souls returning to the Creator with their last breath. No longer reaching upwards in a dance between heaven and earth, they were a fragment of their former selves, returning to their grounding wick... 4 Comments |  |
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What Kind of Person Are You?
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose... 5 Comments |  |
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A Second Chance
By Sara Esther CrispeHe asked me how much I was owed, and then started to take $8 out of his wallet. It still hadn’t sunk into my thick skull when he said, “For $8 you were screaming at an old man? 2 Comments |  |
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