Lisa Schiffman

A young woman explores what being Jewish means to her through interviews and personal research and observance. The cover says, over a photograph of a star of David set within a vine, "Call us a bunch of searchers. Call us Post-Holocaust Jews. Call us Generation J."
Ms. Shiffman concludes, "What was essential to Judaism? To my Judaism? Books and people." [p. 156] And "My Judaism was a trajectory, a continuum, an intuitive process punctuated by moments of cognition. Some days it was a brain-based religious thing, full of demands for logic and a grapple with text. Some days it was a feeling of identity. Some days it was in my body, my marrow; it coursed through my veins. Some days it was something best understood by he senses. On those days I often found a few seconds of peace, a sense of wholeness. [p. 157]… (meer)