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Talyah GinsbergThe Times of Israel (Blogs) |
There are people who become vegetarians after reading philosophy. Or watching lectures. Or having long, morally rigorous debates with themselves about...
There are losses you expect. And then some losses barely exist long enough to be real… and still manage to gut you. This week, I lost a dog. Not my...
Last night I tried Coronacrush speed dating, which is an algorithm-based romantic experience designed to remove inefficiency from modern dating and...
There comes a moment—usually somewhere between wrestling a bra clasp that has declared ideological independence and noticing your eyeliner has...
There is something deeply offensive about Parashat Tazria–Metzora. Not morally offensive. Psychologically offensive. Because it refuses to let you...
After the Mishkan’s dramatic debut ends in fire, tragedy, and silence, the Torah quietly moves holiness off the stage and into everyday life....
Jewish history is basically the story of tribes, exile, and the repeated discovery that somewhere else might be slightly less hostile. Which is why it...
There is a painting I cannot stop thinking about. This is mildly irritating because, at first glance, it behaves exactly as expected. A vase of...
There is a peculiar fantasy many of us carry—rarely admitted, often indulged. The day we leave a job, they will not simply nod and move on. There...
At 7:30am, there are no children on the bus. Because there is no school. There is only “the situation” — that polite, almost apologetic phrase...
Sirens outside, neurological theatre inside, and the inconvenient discovery that one’s own nervous system has a flair for drama Observations from a...
The Jewish people heard the voice of God at Sinai. Forty days later, we built a cow. Not metaphorically. Not spiritually. A literal golden cow....
Every office insists it’s a “dynamic environment.” Translation: chaos, ego, and the occasional adult tantrum performed by people who earn enough...
There is a very specific sound to déjà vu in Israel. It is not memory. It is not trauma. It is not even fear, exactly. Yesterday morning, Iran was...
When I write, things line up. Thoughts behave. Sentences do what they’re told. I can follow an idea from start to finish without losing it halfway...
The shiur last night was about bringing G-d closer into daily life.Not through mystical contortions or spiritual cosplay, but through logistics....
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