A friend asked me, “Here in the US, it seems that we are on the brink of massive darkness, and I would love to know, how do we navigate this very difficult time?” In another blog post, I wrote about the importance of each of us staying in our own lanes and doing...
Yumi and I are sitting in front of our building. It is Day 12 of the Resistance. We are watching in amazement as hundreds of people are marching together. They are young and old. They are black, white, brown, yellow. They wear masks and carry signs. “No Justice....
Today I want to share with you Rumi’s generative metaphor of the human experience as a guest house. Learning about the guest house has been very important to us in our lives, and is important to all of us as we face the challenges in our world today. Our guest house...
Today I would like to talk to you about my father. My father Yidel Leib Muszkal, may his memory be a blessing, had the largest collection of Jewish stories. For every situation, he had a story. His stories were funny, wise, earthy, perceptive, colorful, universal. He...
“My husband isn’t ill. Humanity is ill.” The year is 1942. The place is Nice in the South of France. These words were spoken by my mother. She and my father were in hiding in a cellar with 5 other Jewish people. They found out that the Nazis were coming into Nice. My...
I learned the distinction between Coping and Living from my mother Miri Muszkal (may her memory be a blessing). Someone in our weekly Club Memory poetry group (now done on the phone) said to me: “Hedy, you are so positive.” And I said: “I am thanking my mother for it....
