It’s all about consciousness. Awareness. Care about the experience of, you know, half the population of humans. Feminism. The F word. As in, if you’re not in favor of it, fuck off.
So I’m back in dating world again. And ready to run like hell from it already, after, oh, a few days. This seemingly awesome guy contacted me on Match.com, and...
It is just shy of 6 am. I went to bed just over four hours ago. I have woken up once again with my thoughts circling around and around about my father. Maybe if I say it to him this way, that way. What to do what to do.
My heart hurts. Literally. It’s been going on for a few weeks. The pain exacerbates whenever I have these circling thoughts about my dad....
Now that I’ve made it a mission to acquire a social life in LA, and to focus on building community, I need to decide which communities to hone in on. Here’s a list of places where I believe I will find like-minded types:
Bike activists
Holistic health practitioners
Freestyle dancers
Jews – Middle Eastern, observant, and/or progressive
Musicians...
I am shaking. I feel as if I have been energetically raped. I am apparently never safe with anyone in my family. Maybe that’s why I’ve been feeling this low-grade anger at my mom recently. She cannot be trusted to monitor boundaries. I always must be the one to do it, which leaves me constantly on guard.
And that messes me up. It deprives me of a certain...
I have lived in Los Angeles for almost two years now, and while I have made a number of nice acquaintances, I have not made friend friends — ie, inner circle types whom I can call any day or time. And don’t even get me started on my non-existent love life. I have reason to believe that guys here all assume I’m a lesbian, or at least bi...
Both of my parents, each in their own way, have a tendency to make stuff all about them. And it’s twisted, because their distress is often wrapped around their supposed concern for my well-being – which, ironically, itself compromises my well-being.
I end up distracted from taking care of myself, because I’m busy taking care of them. Or I end up even...
Something is shifting in me. I am not yet quite sure what it is or how to articulate it, but it is something along the lines of releasing the struggle – the ever-present tension between me, my family, my inherited community, and the larger society.
I just read Peter Knobel’s essay, “An Expanded Approach to Jewish Bioethics,” in the book, Healing...
I had a meeting with a rabbi today, the head of a spiritual community that has a whole lot of cool funky types who share my general life vibe. But then there’s that Euro-centric orientation that is so entrenched that it is not even recognized. It leaves me feeling alienated.
So I contacted the rabbi to talk about my feelings from a personal perspective,...
I spoke with a rabbi today about Jewish multiculturalism, from a personal perspective — ie, me essentially being a homeless Jew, what with my feminist sensibilites and hard-core Middle Eastern Jewish identity and practice. The rabbi made a few comments that I have encountered repeatedly before. I wanted to share my thoughts on one of them:
The rabbi...
When I was in high school, my best friend stopped talking to me. I wrote her a letter outlining what you could call my friendship manifesto. In a nutshell, I felt that people needed to communicate with each other – to express their feelings, instead of just shutting the door and running away. I wish I could find that letter, because it encapsulated what...
Loolwa Khazzoom has published two books and has published numerous articles for leading periodicals. Her current focus is on health & wellness writing, with a speciality in complementary and alternative medicine in general and natural pain relief in particular.
