Archive for September, 2011

September 28, 2011

for Rosh Hashanah related neuroses, please press one.


So, it’s the last night of  the year. This morning I woke up with a cat on my head. Then I went to the coffee shop, wrote some, missed a phone call, and got nervous about Rosh Hashanah. It’s 11.48 pm and I am still nervous. I thought about going to the mikveh, about making a list of intentions for this next year (dangerously close to New Year’s resolutions), sending out a flurry of Shana Tovahs to people. I really have no idea what I can do that will make me feel like I’m ready for Rosh Hashanah, but it feels hard to imagine a holiday that’s not accompanied by the mysterious dehydration and lethargy of being in shul, the naps, the traversing back and forth of streets, and my lovely friends who always feed me. This year I will also be with people who love me,  a cat, in a cozy house, without the liturgical fights but still with the existential ones. (Yeah, it’s still me.)  

Also, earlier this week, I found  a fortune in my cookie that said, “You will pass a difficult test that will make you happier.” Because I choose to, I believe it.

September 27, 2011

The Marriage Project, Reflection Four: “Celebrating having found each other…”

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R is a 36 year old writer who lives in New York and has been married for over a year.

Why did you decide to get married?

We had already lived together for a couple of years when we decided to get married. The decision wasn’t particularly dramatic or fraught. We knew we wanted to be together and stay together and I think our families played a role — not that they were applying any pressure. We both were raised by free thinking progressives who had no official stance on marriage, though they were all inordinately thrilled by the news that we would be getting married, which is kind of what we suspected was the case. We both are very aware of how lucky we were, especially since we met in late young adulthood/early middle age, to have a complete set of parents still healthy and alive. Getting married — literally, celebrating having found each other — was a way to bring our whole families, along with our friends, together for a happy occasion, and we thought that sounded like an awfully good idea. Also, we both wanted to be married to each other. Speaking for myself, I could have been very happy in a live in long long term non-married relationship with my partner, but I also was happy to make it official, legal.

What did you think marriage would be like?

I thought it would be very much like being in love and living together and sharing families and work and responsibilities.

Where do you think you got your ideas/concept/narrative about marriage?

Honestly, mostly from the relationship I was in. Obviously they also came in part from my parents, who have been married for more than forty years and have a wonderful time together. But my relationship with my husband is very different from theirs. We fight less, get along better. I never thought, frankly, that I would partner easily with someone. I’d been single for a long time, and was very happy that way, and couldn’t imagine having a calm, sensible, loving partnership. Then I met my husband and it was just so easy and fun, so unlike any (fraught, dramatic, overwrought) relationship I’d been in before. I thought, “Oh! This is what marriage/love is supposed to be like!”

What are your thoughts on the word “wife”?

I am perfectly pleased to be a wife, specifically a wife to my husband. But wife was never a word I liked, thought about, cared about or aspired to, and I’ve heard it deployed in a million ugly ways. I think that the word, like the institution, changes shape and feel and tone depending on how you live it.

Why did you make the decision you made about your name?

It wasn’t even a decision. My name is my name. I use it professionally, but even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have changed it because…why would I change my name to his? It makes absolutely no sense to me. My husband is no less my love, my partner, my family because we have different last names. Honestly, I didn’t think about it for an instant, so I can’t quite describe the decision. Funnily enough, we have a child, and we gave her his last name because I think it’s a more interesting last name to have. He offered to give her my last name, and I considered it because I think that’s a terrifically feminist choice, but I genuinely wanted to gift her with his unusual name. But even though I like his last name enough to want my daughter to have it, it would not occur to me to take it myself.

Do you think your relationship with your partner has changed since you got married?

No. Except insofar as it seems to get more intimate, more knowing, more understanding, more permanent all the time, but I actually don’t know if that has anything to do with being married. I suspect it’s just about spending more and more time as a couple.

What have you learned about yourself since you’ve been married?

I’m not sure I’ve learned anything related to being married, specifically. I’ve certainly learned that I’m capable of being in a relationship and enjoying it, that I’m capable of being a mother and enjoying it, that I’m more patient in impatient in ways I wouldn’t expect within my new family unit. But again, I don’t know that any of those things have anything to do with the fact of being married so much as with the fact of being in love with someone and having a family with them.

September 27, 2011

“somewhere along the spectacular stretch that is big sur, we lost our minds. and I mean that in the best way, the very best way.”


It feels like it’s been a while since I’ve written anything substantial here, I’ve been really busy with The Marriage Project, wrangling folks and creating press for it, along with other writing stuff and some freelance social media things.

I’ve been in Massachusetts much longer than I planned, but it is good.There’s a new farmer’s market and the café I used to go to is now larger and brighter and I’ve been there practically every day. When I first got to town in August, it was quiet, the coffee shops were full of endless sitting possibilities, you could have any parking spot you wanted. Now, there are students everywhere. On a walk yesterday, J and I saw about one million plastic blue cups and something that was likely once a high heel. In the rain last Friday night, there were throngs of people with umbrellas roaming the dark side streets, packing into bus stops, tripping along in puddles towards some party that was likely falsely billed as legendary.

I went to Boston, saw some lovely people, and took lots of pictures. I bought bracelets made out of recycled flip flops. I visited my friends and watched their precocious 4 year old swat at the high branches of a pear tree with a pear picker, which looks like a lacrosse stick, only scarier. Later, I made a pear/plum tart with what hit the ground.

I stay up late looking at design blogs. I sing dumb songs to the cat. Sometimes the thoughts I think are extra big, wide, wild, brave, the way they should be.I dream a lot that I’m in high school again, retaking all these classes because I didn’t think I did well enough the first time, but still, I manage to miss them. I read this blog called The Burning House and thinking about what I would take with me if my house was on fire (the answer today: journal, laptop, ipod, passport, scarf, medicine, sweater, long sleeved shirt, library card, memory drive, pens). Jami Attenberg wrote in her blog about being in a car accident and struggling to get her head above water afterwards. Her friend Kate emailed her, saying, “If you’re open and not afraid to take risks, and if you don’t live conventionally and want to live to the fullest, this shit just happens, bad and wonderful and crazy and everything else.”

September 25, 2011

sometimes my hair looks like this.

September 20, 2011

The Marriage Project: Reflection Three-“I recognize that this person is a gift.”

 

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W is a social worker in  Jewish education. She and her husband have been married for a year and live in Miami.

Why did you decide to get married?

Getting married was definitely a joint decision between my husband and myself. I married someone 5.5 years younger than me who comes from an observant Jewish family.  I always told him, “never propose to me because you feel you have to.  Only propose because you want to and feel it’s right.”

We moved in together in Ann Arbor after returning from a year in Israel where we had met (I lived in Jerusalem, Y lived in Eilat) and lived together for 8 months before getting engaged.  I honestly and whole-heartedly believe that my husband was/is a gift from Gd.  The joy and goodness he brings to my life is something I never thought I could have.  Therefore, as I see it, standing under the chuppah and partaking in this holy partnership was like sending Gd a thank you note. We wanted to stand under the chuppah before Gd, in front of your closest friends and family, and say (both verbally and in action), I recognize that this person is a gift and we want to build a life together in recognition of the gift of our life together and in partnership with all the people present in the room and those who couldn’t be present physically but who were there in spirit. 

Additionally, to be honest, I also felt that, as Jews, it’s a blessing and a privilege to be able to stand under a chuppah with a rabbi and freely marry my partner in the religious ceremony of our choosing.  My great grandmother worked hard to come over to the States from Poland before the pogroms and I felt it was my duty to honor her courage and memory by having a Jewish wedding.

What did you think marriage would be like?

I honestly had no idea what marriage would be like.

Where do you think you got your ideas/concept/narrative about marriage? 

Marriage—the concept, the idea, the reality of it, etc., has always been a mystery to me.  My parents divorced when I was 4. and though my grandparents were married for many many years, marriage was always something I truly never identified with.  Not just marriage, but healthy, sustainable relationships (which, for me, is how I now understand marriage to be). For sure, American pop culture has helped shape some of my assumptions about marriage—that men don’t want to be married ever and that it’s the only thing women want.  The flip side of that is, for a time, I thought that it might be viewed as a bad thing to want to be married.  When I was in college, I was deeply involved in the feminist movement and exploring who I was for the first time (through the arts, politics, social movements, etc.) and as a result I was also exploring what I wanted in relationships.  But, as my brother became closer with his future wife and I started spending more and more time with them, I started really seeing a healthy partnership for the first time and that’s when I really felt like, “Huh, maybe this could be marriage.  It seems really, really lovely”.

What are your thoughts on the word “wife”?

I really have no feeling one way or the other when it comes to the term wife except for when a couple is pronounced “Man and Wife.’ I hate that.  We didn’t have any of that shiz.  I recognize that there is a history of submission when it comes to the term ‘wife’, but I also recognize that there’s a history of pride as well and, like most things in life, I choose to recognize and live the positive history while acknowledging the very real negative history.

Why did you make the decision you made about your name?

The decision to change my name was a difficult one.  I love my name.  It’s super Southern, connects me to who I was as a kid, teenager, young adult, etc.  It also brought to where I am today, as a newly observant religious married lady.  However, it’s not my mother’s last name, the woman who raised me.  Though I love my dad whole-heartedly, when my mother went back to her maiden name in 2003, even then I knew it would make the decision to take on my husband’s name easier, should I choose to do so one day.  There was a part of me that thought about doing the hyphen thing but in the end, when I did legally change my name, it made me feel a connection to my husband that I didn’t know I would be excited about. We’re the____’s, it’s nice.

Do you think your relationship with your partner has changed since you got married?

Definitely.  For one, because we live in the religious Jewish world, we felt a little bit more legitimate, it’s sad to say. When we were living together and visited my in-laws we would have to sleep in separate rooms and I wasn’t invited to a few weddings of my husband’s friends because I wasn’t seen as a legitimate ‘plus 1′. In that respect, we feel different when we’re back in his world.  I also feel like both of us are that much more committed to working everything out, to always communicating, to always be partners.

What have you learned about yourself since you’ve been married?

For me, I recognize a change in myself coming to terms with the idea of man actually choosing to stay around forever and to choosing to give a poop about me.  That’s amazing to me.  I remember thinking, when we got engaged, “Holy sh*t, this person is literally telling me that he will be there for me no matter what happens and he’s willing to put that in writing in front of all his friends and family.  That’s nuts!”  When I was growing up, my mom always told me there are only 2 people in the world I can always count on–myself and me (my mom).  As a single mom, my mother taught me to take care of myself, to not have to rely on anyone by her and myself and while that made me the strong person I am today, it also set me up to assume no one had my back.  I’m learning that that’s actually not true at all.  My husband is my partner and as tough as that concept is to swallow, I’m learning to let him be that partner.

September 19, 2011

this book is food.

 

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Yesterday  I saw a book with a pink binding in the Women’s Studies section  and I picked it up anyway, assuming it was based somehow in irony. I was correct.

The book is called Here Comes the Bride: Women, Weddings, and the Marriage Mystique, by Jaclyn Geller. Look, there are a lot of books about marriage and the wedding industrial complex, and I’ve read a lot of them, but never have I seen my own frustrations and wonderings articulated in them as I do here. It’s pretty thrilling that, among other things, Geller is asking the same question I am with The Marriage Project: Why get married?

This book is not for everyone; it’s an unflinching examination, it collides with socialization in a way that might make you uncomfortable, especially if you just got married or engaged. It might make you apologetic or defensive or just really mad, but if you ask me, those are all reasons why you should read it.

September 19, 2011

Tweeting for the Jewish Women’s Archive: Round 2

 

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Back in May, I was part of a Jewish Women’s Archive project which involved tweeting articles from Jewish Women: A Comprehensive Historical Encyclopedia  to mark Jewish American Heritage Month. This week, September 19 to 25, is round 2 of that project, in observance of Rosh Hashanah. I’ll be tweeting an entry a day (@chaneldubofsky) from the Encyclopedia-I started today with anarchist Lucy Fox Robins Lang-with the intention of addressing each of these three questions:

1. Who do you choose to inspire and guide you through the New Year?
2. Who do you choose to inspire and guide your community through the New Year?
3. Who do you choose to inspire and guide the world through the New Year?

The goal of the project is to acquaint folks of the roles of Jewish women in American history, to generate conversation about gender and Judaism, and to contemplate these lives and works  as we move into the New Year. 

You  can participate in the #jwapedia campaign by tweeting a link to the Encyclopedia using the hashtag #jwapedia, and follow the campaign at Twitter starting today, September 19th , by searching for #jwapedia or following JWA at @jwaonline.

September 17, 2011

benches on a corner, Rehavia, Jerusalem

September 16, 2011

Attention, please.

Diverge is now a Facebook page. Proceed to: http://www.facebook.com/idiverge and “Like” it.  Or something.

September 15, 2011

Thursday Art

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