I grew up dreaming of the land of Israel. My family is both proudly Jewish and proudly American; we were raised to believe that America was the home where we lived, but that Israel was the place we ...

Today, as I walk the streets of Jerusalem, I feel the miracles and the magic around me. I hear the stones whispering their history. I see the colors and the vibrancy of the people. I viscerally sense ...

Because I am just “I” and not “I”s. —- Yehuda Amichai, “Open Closed Open” Welcome to one of the great grammatical conundrums in the history of Jewish geography: why is the Hebrew word for Jerusalem – ...