Observations about life in Israel from a Canadian immigrant's perspective.
During two years of war in Israel, my daughter Talya would do jigsaw puzzles on Shabbat. It was my form of de-stressing. When I puzzled, I seemed to enter another world, like tumbling down Alice in Wonderland’s rabbit hole. As I searched for matches and clicked pieces together, I was concentrated, a bit obsessive, and… Continue reading The Rabbit Hole
I am recovering from 12 days of war and didn’t realize how much fear my body was holding until the threat was over. I ache deep in my bones, crave sleep and more sleep, can’t focus, and walk around dazed. Yet I am also feeling an incredible sense of relief, joy, and wonder. Horrific damage… Continue reading Falling From the Sky
I was already working on my deep breathing when the plane touched down at Ben Gurion. We had flown a short two hours from Rhodos to Israel, but had entered a different reality. Because of the war, the plane had to approach from the south, passing above the dramatic dunes and craggy cliffs of the desert. The… Continue reading Breath Work
It has been nearly eight months of war, death, and destruction in Israel. I experience fear, then calm, and shattered hope. I cycle between these feelings, finding refuge in my garden where nature continues to teach me lessons. Here exists a predictable world as the reliable seasons cycle. With this war raging, there is no predictability… Continue reading Living on the Edge
Following up on last month’s blog, the corrupt mayor in Tzfat (the one who bankrupted the city) lost to a Hareidi candidate who knows nothing about the city’s issues - he was parachuted in by Shas and his connection to the town is that his wife was born there.All of the Tzfat Hareidim voted for… Continue reading We are united and all is ok
The vice tightens. This long war feels endless while the hatred of Israel and Jews around the world deepens. I stopped watching the news as my cup has overflowed with tragedy and sorrow. I just can’t take any more devastation and brokenness. At first, I felt it was my obligation to know. But how much sadness… Continue reading Celebrating in Darkness
November is normally my favorite month in Israel. It is a time of cooling, of nourishing showers accompanied by rainbows crowning sparkling skies. And finally, tiny green newborn growth pokes up beside its parched yellow elders. In contrast, November was my cruelest month in Canada with its retinue of dead fallen leaves, killer frost, and dreary skies. To… Continue reading War Day 54 and Life Still Surreal
Here in Israel, life hangs on a thread. Everything that is deemed normal or routine has come to a standstill. Each morning, feeling grateful after a night’s sleep in a bed and not in a bomb shelter, I awaken to a reality of unknown, untouchable fear. When I am asleep (unless I am woken up… Continue reading Planting For Hope
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