
The Gift of Baggage
In the summer of 2000, I set out on my first proper backpacking tour of Central and Eastern Europe. For six weeks I would be

In the summer of 2000, I set out on my first proper backpacking tour of Central and Eastern Europe. For six weeks I would be

I chant to a monkey. No really, I do. I chant to a monkey. There was a time in my life where I never would

Risks are fucking scary. Even a cursory glance at the most banal dictionary app’s definition makes my spine shudder: to expose oneself to the chance

On the Monday after Thanksgiving eighteen years ago, I ran away to Europe. My addiction and untreated emotional problems left me in a state of

One of the great blessings of my life is to have a Jewish mother and a Jewish family in Squirrel Hill. When I heard the

“I have to do what?!?” My gut squelched as I voiced my protest in the form of this question. For years I yearned to take

I constantly hear the compliment, “Jamie, You are such a good marketer! You know how to get noticed and make things happen.” Truthfully, I’m not

I wrote my first Poem of Instruction “As a Daily Prayer” at the invitation of my expressive arts therapy teacher and mentor, Dr. Christine Valters

I majored in history as an undergraduate at Youngstown State University, and was privileged to take several classes with noted Jewish scholar and author Dr.