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rising in the east, peeking over the Golan Heights. I ran outside to drink in
this moment and sit with the birds that had already started home renovations,
peering at me goofily with tufts of grass hanging from their beaks. A
hummingbird had found a snack and was daintily flitting from blossom to blossom.
The stem and even the florets of this plant easily held the weight of this
bird, a lovely reminder of how perfectly constructed nature is.
walk. We did warm-up exercises under a large tree with sweeping views across
the Kinneret, then followed a road to the fields. Every field was planted with
herbs, creating a fresh pot pourri of sage, lavender and rosemary that
lightened our step.
glass cups filled with juice. We had a
long spoon, a napkin and before long, the room filled with the sound of spoons
tinkling against glass. We wistfully stirred. And we sipped. Today the buffet
offered us an extra vitamin and healing boost to our smoothies; we could add
bright yellow turmeric, fiery red paprika, sweet cinnamon, lemon juice or
freshly squeezed ginger to our drinks.
the wheat grass juice room, where everyone could and should squeeze their own
fresh wheat grass then down it i Tequila style in a shot glass followed by a
wedge of lemon.
Kinneret before we made another circle, held hands and sat down to plates filled
with crunchy salad.
with sprouted lentils, raw organic corn and a multitude of sprouted veggies. We
chewed and chewed. I was feeling a bit like a cow and started to wonder if my
ever so patient husband was, well, losing patience. He likes a salad, maybe
once a day, but with all these sprouts and leaves, he could be going into panic
mode. He smiled as he took another forkful of kale sprouts. And then everything
changed.
starting the two-day juice fast. I looked over at my husband nervously and he
didn’t flinch. When I booked this ‘holiday,’ I was looking for a detox, yet I
did not bother to read the fine print, especially since it was in Hebrew.
in agreement. And then we opened the next pictures, generously forwarded by our
friends: a sparkling blue swimming pool. We gulped and rubbed our bellies.
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