All posts by: Liora Powers

Today is Yom Kippur, the holiest day on the Jewish calendar. Today we atone for our mistakes and ask forgiveness. Today there is an accounting, a reckoning. We are honest. Martha Beck speaks of an “integrity cleanse.” Bob Dylan asks...
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On Rosh Hashanah, our beloved Rabbi Black of Temple Emanuel in Denver remarked that the word “life” contains in its center the word “if.” He expanded on the way we play with the word “if.” We ask “what if?” What...
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We’re sending the boys to a new day camp. Predictably, they’re not thrilled. After promising to buy him miscellaneous sports equipment and a full sushi dinner after dismissal, my husband tried to rally my almost-seven-year-old with predictions that he would...
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Sometimes we delay starting because conditions are imperfect. You want to exercise but can’t squeeze in a whole hour. You’d like feed your body healthy, fuel foods, but you’ll start tomorrow because you had donuts and diet coke for breakfast....
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I’m not making this up. I spotted this jack of hearts at my feet in the woods this afternoon. I picked it up. On the reverse side was written: “Is this a dream?” I looked to my beloved Pema Chodron,...
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Simi Yellen, parenting guru and creator of “Raise the Bar Parenting” urges parents to create a positive atmosphere at home by proactively giving our kids positive attention rather than responding to kids’ misbehavior with lots of negative attention (à la, threats...
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In my previous life, when I woke up and actually showered and went to work in clothes unsuitable for yoga, exercising necessitated two rounds of hair and makeup — one in the early morning and one after the gym to...
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I thought this would be “my” year. Both boys are in school. I drop them off, get coffee and have a delicious gluten-free zucchini/cherry/chocolate muffin from the tiny art-filled cafe where the lovely Argentinian barista calls me “Mommy” and tells...
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Recently I heard a panel of Israeli Defense Force soldiers discuss their roles in last summer’s war in Gaza and Operation Protective Edge. All were men in their 20s and early 30s. Medical students, lawyers, husbands and fathers. Platoon commanders,...
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Baby one never left my side. Baby two was more independent. Mostly because I had chosen to launch a new career. So I felt more than a little guilt when I signed him up for a year of private swimming...
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