I always wondered how political revolutions and coups happened. I mean that literally, on a practical level. How, if a democratic nation has a functioning legislature and an informed public, can leadership change, be overthrown, overnight? As a Political Science student I understood all of this on a theoretical level. I understood the geopolitical shifts and power plays that led to revolution. But I always wondered what it looked like, step by step, when these events unfolded in real time. …
March 16, 2020
One day in the near future this will all come to an end.
The curve will flatten, then descend, just as they recommend.
The governments will lift their national emergencies.
Schools will open once again, they’ll be an urgency
To assemble at the park, or mall, or in the public square,
To celebrate and travel and breath the open air.
Indeed, then we will gather, to celebrate life’s joys,
We’ll eat and drink at restaurants, we’ll marry girls and boys.
We’ll go to work, and take exams, our minds full of resolve.
We’ll go to see our…
Although I have been writing my whole life, I started doing so professionally as a development coordinator for a small non-profit. I loved writing grant applications and narrative reports to donors because they used stories to impact the life of an organization in a very direct and tangible way. But I also longed to write more creative content so that I could play a more active role in determining what stories to tell, and how to tell them. In 2018 I decided to venture beyond grants into other types of content creation.
When I first took the leap into the…
A cross-continental move ignited career confusion, depression, and lots of unknown. The only way I could make it out okay was by embracing all that.
In early 2016 I moved to Philadelphia after living abroad for the five years prior, a move that was necessary for my partner’s career — and completely derailed mine.
As a person whose professional identity, national identity, physical place, and happiness have always been closely linked, this was a huge challenge. My work defined me and determined my place in the world. I mean that quite literally — I moved to Tel Aviv 3 weeks…
Israel — my home and a place where I feel rooted — and its people, conflicts, and complexities, has always been rich in stories waiting to be told.
In 2012, I was part of a group of Jewish Israeli women ranging in age from 20 to 60, who would meet once a month with a group of Palestinian women from the area of Tulkarm in Palestine.
We would alternate the location of our get-together: one month we would carpool across the Green Line to one of their homes, and the next month they would arrange a bus to a city…