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Farrah Fidler is a publicist and social media consultant. A native New Yorker, and recent transplant to Brooklyn, she has always been a soul searcher and is constantly looking for new ways to connect with G-d.
March 1st, 2012

When Monica first suggested that we look for an apartment with Annie over a year and a half ago, I wasn’t sure it was the right thing for me. I was concerned that my religious practices would be compromised in some way. I also wasn’t sure how I felt about living with someone I didn’t really know. But looking back on that time, it was all for nothing. I was given a gift of so many opportunities.
I wanted to leave Monica and Annie to the writing; I never saw myself as a blogger. I was merely a girl who would write poetry when compelled. Yet it was on this blog that I found an audience of people who were all seekers in some way –- like me –- no matter what faith we’re from. I felt like I had people supporting me…

February 27th, 2012

We’re now in the Jewish month of Adar.  It’s the month of the holiday called Purim, where the Jewish people were persecuted by King Achashveirosh and his evil official Haman [booooo (when the name Haman is read aloud from the Scroll of Esther, it is customary to make noise and stomp to blot out his name)], but were saved by the merit of Queen Esther.
It’s said in the Talmud “Mi she’nichnas Adar, marbin b’simcha” – When Adar arrives we increase our joy.  Despite knowing this popular phrase, I was having trouble rejoicing.  I felt like I was holding on to some bad energy lately, and that was bothering me.  Really, really bothering me.  I had gone to hear a Rabbi speak at a friend’s house to hear some…

January 15th, 2012

As my friend Esther calls it, what occurred a month ago was the shave heard round the world. Yes, famed former Chasidic reggae star Matisyahu, aka Matthew Miller, did what the general public saw as a drastic act, a visible break from Chasidic Judaism, leaving some to question if Matisyahu was even Jewish anymore.
I saw the photo in the morning via comedian Ari Teman‘s comment on Facebook.  Yes, it was surprising, and it took me a minute to realize what I was looking at, but I don’t think I gave it more than 5 minutes of thought.  So he shaved off his beard.  So what?  Yet mine didn’t seem to be the popular opinion.  Soon posts about Matisyahu’s beard, or lack thereof, were all over my Facebook…

December 27th, 2011

I said goodbye to my Birthright group in Ben Gurion airport outside of Tel Aviv.  I was a little sad to see them go, but happy to see my friends.   I arrived at my friend’s apartment and after 10 days of already being in the country, that’s when a feeling of jet lag started to creep in.
Life got pretty normal.  While many just assumed I was on vacation for a month, I dove into catching up on work and finding cafes suitable for the freelance life.  Of course I went out, saw friends, ate my way through Israel, and eventually made myself talk to strangers to practice my Hebrew.
It was nice to be back, but I have to be honest – I didn’t feel torn the way I usually did.  I was definitive about where I wanted to live.  I missed…

November 21st, 2011

As I said in my earlier post, Birthright Israel is a free trip for young Jews who are 18 -26 years old (Christian and Catholic philanthropists ought to start a similar program as well!).  I went on my Birthright trip in 2003 and I can honestly say that my life has never been the same.  I was bit by the Israel bug.  I instantly fell in love with the landscape, the nature hikes, the people, the language…everything.  So much so that I felt like 10 days in Israel wasn’t enough – I needed to go back and I needed to go right away.  So 2 months later off I went on a similar, but heavily subsidized trip.  We were given more freedom, as this trip was designated for young campus leaders who had been to Israel before.  We had been…

November 10th, 2011

It’s been a while since you’ve last heard from me, so I’d like to bring you up to speed. When I last posted I had recently broken up with (ex-)boyfriend. End of August, it was the perfect time for a change. And that’s when I learned that sometimes life just happens. The Universe does what you don’t even need to ask it to.
A friend who made aliyah (immigrated to Israel) and works for a Birthright Israel trip provider, asked me out of the blue if I wanted to staff a trip that was leaving in a week and a half. For those of you who don’t know, Taglit-Birthright Israel is an organization that sends Jewish 18-26 year olds to Israel on a free 10-day trip. It’s an experience of a lifetime,…

August 25th, 2011

You might be wondering why I’ve been so quiet about (ex)boyfriend and me.  I’ve always been a bit protective of our relationship, not wanting to put every detail out there for the world.  But I felt like some readers really took a genuine interest, so I thought I should share the basics.…

August 1st, 2011

Last week I started what I would like to call the 14-Day Happy Challenge.  It’s something I came up with a week ago Sunday night after realizing I had started to focus on the little things that bother me, rather than the big and small things I should be grateful for in my life and, in turn, make me a better person.
For two weeks I am not allowed to complain about work, but instead be grateful that I have a job that has given me the opportunity to challenge myself and push myself to work harder.  I can’t complain about my relationship, but rather communicate and work through it. And I can’t complain about the day-to-day tidiness of our apartment – instead I can find the vacuum :)…

July 13th, 2011

I go out in hopes of forgetting, thinking about something else, anything. Music, poetry, who got wasted last Saturday night. No such luck. Going out for hookah can never be just that. All encounters result in talks of Moshiach (messiah), do rabbis believe in aliens, angels, devils, prophecies, evolution.
I should want to talk about this. I should get off on this discussion. But I can’t, because 10 years later I just accept that which I have accepted. My desire to question and debate is less innate. I just want to talk about the mundane. That which is not holy. But I am denied this. I can’t run away from it.
And I find myself just wanting to get away. To be somewhere else. Israel, where I don’t have to wear…

June 7th, 2011

It was May 2006 and I was in Jerusalem – the Old City, to be exact – for the holiday of Shavuot.  I had plans to stay with friends who were dorming at Hebrew University’s Mt. Scopus campus for the semester.  We took a cab down to the Old City to meet up with friends for the holiday where the Jews celebrate receiving of the Torah.  It’s customary to stay up all night studying Torah in anticipation of the gift we are about to receive…and that’s just what I did.
It was the only time that I stayed up all night.  I was with someone who became one of my best friends that year I was in Israel and he and I were always prepared to take on new experiences.  Of all the classes available in Jerusalem,…

May 12th, 2011

I know I’ve been quiet for a while, but maybe it’s because there’s just too much to say.  For the past couple of months I’ve been…conflicted.  So many thoughts running through my head, so many questions, yet not finding the right words to express myself.
The holiday of Purim came and went in a whirl with a vodka-filled and -emptied flask by my side. I will admit, something felt off, but it was a fun time nonetheless. Just the right amount of debauchery, and while my friend was spinning me around during wild dancing, I kind of felt like I was in a circus scene in a movie. Everything was a blur around me.…

April 4th, 2011

Busted Halo readers – Girls Meet G-d readers especially – thank you for making us feel like we are not alone.  That there are other seekers in this world.  That we are always searching for answers to life’s questions.  Like, what am I supposed to do with my life?  How do I know he’s the one?  Am I really supposed to observe the Sabbath?
You answer, and we love you for that.  It is heartbreaking for me (Farrah) to know that many people on this Earth go on with their days without any holiness in the mundane.  That they don’t factor in a higher power to their everyday life.  But you remind me that there’s a whole slew of people who do believe.  So thank you.  Because this year…

March 27th, 2011

I need to pray more. It’s a thought that goes through my head about once a day, yet more often than not I don’t act on it. Whether I sat in the comfort of my own apartment or on the subway with a prayer book and Psalms in my purse, it is easier to find excuses. Like today’s for example, when I packed a book of letters from Rabbi Nachman of Uman with a special prayer to be read for 40 days straight to bring on one’s soul mate. My excuse to only carrying it with me throughout the day but not reading from it: I can’t find my list of single people to pray for. What will be tomorrow’s excuse? Or the next day’s or the next?
I set a reminder on my BlackBerry every day to read a few Psalms to pray for…

March 19th, 2011

For those of you who don’t know, the holiday of Purim is coming up March 19 – March 20 (21st in Jerusalem).  The holiday is kind of like a cross between Halloween and St. Patty’s Day with a Jewish flare – imagine dressing in costumes and drinking until you can’t tell the difference between good and evil.  To put you in the holiday spirit, and to understand more about Purim, enjoy this video from G-dcast narrated by my super talented spoken word princess and friend, Vanessa Hidary AKA the Hebrew Mamita.…

February 7th, 2011

I have to tell you a secret.  A few weeks ago I started to feel reeeeeaaallllly funny.  Like, I was having a connection with Christianity out of the blue, and it wasn’t just some curiosity – it was a weird affinity, like I was having an existential crisis or something.  Now, if you read my blog posts on here you know one thing – a main thing – about me: Judaism is a HUGE part of who I am.  Understandably I was starting to freak out.  Let me take you all on my short-lived Jesus journey.

January 21st, 2011

Dear Boyfriend,
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said the other day. You told me that you’re all or nothing, and if you found that G-d exists you would be more religious than me, because how can one believe in G-d without accepting all of his commandments and abiding by all of His laws? There is so much that can be discussed and argued from your one statement and you’ve got me questioning myself, my faith, and those around me. Why don’t I see things in terms of black and white, or all or nothing, but instead my practice falls along not in shades of gray but all colors of the rainbow? I never did a 180, going from non-practicing to suddenly wearing skirts and long sleeves and praying three times…

January 9th, 2011

I think every day has the opportunity to been seen as a start to a new year.  I mean, every day I wake up in the morning and I say Modah Ani lifanecha melech chai v’kayam shehechezarta bi nishmahti b’chemlah, rabah emunatecha. …I offer thanks before you, living and eternal King, for You have mercifully restored my soul within me; Your faithfulness is great.
Imagine that.  Every day we have the opportunity to see our life anew.  A fresh start to reinvent ourselves.
My first new year began on my 28th birthday this past June.  I’ll be honest – it was rough.  It still is.  I hated adding another number to my age since I was in high school, but I got over it through the years.  Until this year where

January 1st, 2011

They say opposites attract.  For example, in the play “Can I Really Date a Guy Who Wears a Yarmulke?” the protagonists are two people with very different religious views.  According to the play’s website “Eleanor is a smart, savvy, New Yorker, whose secular brand of Judaism might include the occasional latke but definitely does not include God. Aaron is Dr. Right – he’s got the brains, the looks, the wit…but wait! He’s also got a serious case of religion. Can Eleanor see past his yarmulke to find love?”
While the two characters struggle, ultimately they go for the happily ever after. That’s all well and good for fiction, but what about real life? I’m, for…

December 31st, 2010

While there are so many posts written in my head, I thought I should hop on the band wagon and look back on the end of 2010 living in our happy, little interfaith home with Monica and Annie.  It’s time to take a moment to reflect and remember my  kosher kitchenware that has been lost to the traif… gods:
Two dairy bowls (donated to Monica and Annie) and two dairy forks (to be re-kashered) were lost a couple of weeks after we moved in during a pasta incident.
A dairy cutting board (donated to Monica and Annie) was lost after it was washed with good intentions.  It has since been replaced.
A dairy bread plate mysteriously made its way into our non-kosher sink.  It has been donated and we still do not know how it got there.

December 9th, 2010

While everyone has been going crazy over Yeshiva University’s Maccabeats Chanukah video, let me share this with you by my friend and spoken word artist Danny Raphael.…

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