Rebecca S. Krantz

Wildflower meadow Makes me long to learn to paint Pale purple clouds Golden sprays Lacy white froth Infinite shades of green But what color to use For the embellishment of wrensong?

I recently wrote a personal “book review” as part of my outreach efforts for my congregation’s April 24-25 Shabbaton with Rabbi Tirzah Firestone. I said: When I was growing up, my parents’ marriage was fraught, in part because of their polar opposite relationships to fear. My mother was afraid of everything, it seemed, from germs,

I love reading fiction, often for escape. Cozy fantasy, like TJ Klune or Travis Baldree. I don’t love reading grim fiction, or non-fiction, and don’t do a whole lot of it, but sometimes I’m motivated by wanting to understand the world better. Last year, for instance, I read Too Much and Never Enough : How

The last few months have been a creative period for me. While cranking away on my novel revisions with the amazing help of Kate Moses, I’m beginning to facilitate workshops on some of the ideas from the story with colleague/friends Jean and Julie. We held an in-person CORE Circle in July and a Zoom one

A child part of me still and always wishing for the watching parent to come   to help to praise to scold to rescue   always expecting a teacher taking notes for the report card   wanting to believe in a God   a Santa Claus or a Karmic Record   to have my skills