MINDFUL MESSAGE: Tangled at Take-Off
For four years now, a bird has built her nest on the eave of my front porch. I’ve come to love this annual rhythm: watching a mother raise her young until they eventually fly away....
For four years now, a bird has built her nest on the eave of my front porch. I’ve come to love this annual rhythm: watching a mother raise her young until they eventually fly away....
Moishe Steigmann, The Mindful Rabbi, our Executive Director and Rabbi, recently shared a personal reflection on his evolving relationship with Israel, Jewish identity, and spiritual belonging. We are sharing it here in the spirit of...
There is something quietly sacred about giving not out of obligation but rather out of love. A friend recently chose to celebrate her birthday not with gifts or attention, but by offering her professional talents...
“Eizehu chacham?” Pirkei Avot asks. “Who is wise?” “Ha-lomed mikol adam (the one who learns from everyone).” I never imagined I’d see this teaching come to life at a poker table. Recently, when I was...
Seven years ago, my daughter asked me one of the most powerful questions I have ever heard. Indeed, loving myself has been one of my biggest challenges throughout my life, and it took me until...
I had a $10 voucher to spend at Kohl’s. After shopping, I stood in the checkout line holding three simple items in my hands. In front of me was a woman with a large cart...
Today is Tu Bishvat, the Jewish holiday that centers a spiritual connection with the land and reminds us of our obligation and oportunity to care for it. As part of the Seder I led this...
I play Clash Royale, a game on my phone, and I’m part of a clan where people can request card donations to make their deck stronger. Recently, someone asked for Vines and added the message:...
On Tuesday, January 20, 2026, I had the joy and honor of sharing Judaism’s perspectives on Faith & Wealth during a Zoom Webinar hosted by the Interfaith Conference of Greater Milwaukee. Here is what I...
Late last night, I took a picture of my snow-covered backyard. Though it was the middle of the night, it looked almost like daytime—the moon reflecting light off the snow. On this MLK Day, I’m...