Writings of J. Todd Ring: Holidays and holy days – and the dross and drivel which confuses and clouds over them

Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter…Yom Kippur, Hunakkah, Passover… Ramadan: these symbolic expressions of union, communion, gratitude, faith and love – what do they matter? Except that they do. As a naturally reclusive and largely solitary being, I often avoid such communal social gatherings, even though I honour and respect them, and value them deeply. But that is ...

Andy Lehrer's blog: Chag pesach sameach, more or less

I tried to take my 80 year old mother to synagogue for Passover because I thought she’d like it. The first synagogue we tried in Kensington Market was closed – we found the attendant just as he was leaving to go somewhere *else* for Passover dinner. Then we tried to go to Caplansky’s Deli for ...

Andy Lehrer: Chag pesach sameach, more or less

I tried to take my 80 year old mother to synagogue for Passover because I thought she’d like it. The first synagogue we tried in Kensington Market was closed – we found the attendant just as he was leaving to go somewhere *else* for Passover dinner. Then we tried to go to Caplansky’s Deli for ...

THE CAREGIVERS' LIVING ROOM A Blog by Donna Thomson: Something From the Heart – National Caregiver Day, 2015

I know that I promised my next blog post would be about private and national care insurance plans, but to be honest, that was before I remembered that National Caregiver Day was April 5th. So today, I want to write something from the heart and let insurance plans wait till next week. SOMETHING FROM THE ...

A Novelist's Mind: Lilian Nattel Online: Words on Wednesday

Passover is here, which means eating matzah, also chocolate and more eggs than usual. This year during the seder one line struck me from our (radically abridged) reading of the Hagaddah: “Today we are slaves; next year may we be free.” It contradicts a note I have taped to my wall as a reminder: “you ...

A Novelist's Mind: Lilian Nattel Online: On the Eve of Festivities

Today there was sun and A and I walked along the railway tracks. This is what I saw (click any photo to enlarge): a kestrel and there was this… and this… So thank you to the birds and the graffiti artists for speaking to the festivals of spring and renewal, to eggs painted or dipped ...