As we celebrated the International Day of Persons with Disabilities last week—on December 3rd—I’ve been thinking a lot about what this day represents, and about the awareness we still need to cultivate.

a ger toshav was someone who lived among the Jewish people, followed their moral laws, and was protected and respected, but was not fully part of the covenantal community. They lived with the people, but not entirely of them—inside and outside at the same time, present and accepted but still set apart.

I often feel that when I am using my cane, people see the cane first and make assumptions about me before they see me—the person.

In a world that is increasingly digital, technology has promised connection, independence, and equal access to opportunities.

When people find out I’m blind, the first thing many of them want to do is help. That instinct usually comes from kindness, and I don’t take that for granted. But being an ally to people with disabilities

As Disability Pride Month comes to a close, I’ve find myself deep in reflection. This time of year always stirs up memories—some difficult, some empowering—but all part of the journey that led me to who I am today. This year, one thought keeps coming back to me: What would I tell my younger self? When I was a child, teen, and even a young adult living with a visual impairment, I went to great lengths to hide my disability. I did everything I could to not appear different. I b

As we approach Jewish Disability Awareness and Inclusion Month this February, I want to address the stigma surrounding disability.

I want to contribute to a world that prioritizes inclusion, equity, and accessibility-a world where everyone, regardless of ability.....