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Greetings,
How come we do not have a Jewish holiday today?! The 29th day of November 1947 was the day Israel received the UN mandate for a Jewish state. That is today 65 years ago. It was pivotal, finally we had a "kosher" state, not just a dream. But of cause the war started soon after and we are still in the same situation 65 years later.
If you would like to be depressed read the Debka Files. I have been reading it for years. It almost always made me want to run the other way. But now for the first time I am hearing a different tone. Something like.. there is hope.. maybe.. just maybe.. things are changing for the better.
A friend of mine wrote in his facebook: "in a proper world the dome of the sky will be void of iron", luu yehee (may it be so)
I would rather use the real estate of my 100,000,000,000 brain cells to look for hope and signs of a better future rather than staying in the cycles of resentment. The future will not be different unless I can see it different, it is a catch 22.
How about the beauty of Israel? Sweet memories of the land? Special people? Things you will never hear about unless you read Israel Ramble...(That was clever ...)
For example, I have just read how in the middle of the war, when rockets were showering the south of Israel, a cancer afflicted Palestinian girl has been transferred from Gazaby Israelis to get a special expensive drug to save her life in Achilov, a Israeli hospital.
Humanity is everywhere and we all may receive and give it, and these kind of kindness moves me and I would rather fill up my mind, soul and brain with these kind of things and how may we/I grow them.
Read on.. and be at peace,
Boaz Pnini
Bridges 2 Israel
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| When rain is finally coming |
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| Listen and enjoy, it is a Israeli children song about thounders and lightening |
It is a very aromatic experience when rain is finally coming. The soil has been dry for many months and is yearning and everything in it and upon it is too.
My first memory is of rain. I believe I was less than 3 years old, walking with my mom by the Kibbutz huge dining room and suddenly the sky opened and we got drenched in no time, We flew into the safety of the little parlor or hall connecting the "washing your hands chapel" with the main dining room.
Now I am watching footage of rain in Israel, it can be very dramatic, with lightening, thunders and of cause the scent of fresh rain. Our biology teacher, I can still hear in my head, will say, well, it is just some microorganisms being awakened, perked up by the moisture, that's all. But for a poet or a loving couple or a child that's everything, a pleasing moment in time, even the memory of it can make sparks in one's soul, and here is the proof.
Going back, or rather forward, to Israel for the coming few months, I am looking forward to have this experience again. Sometimes I can sense this sweet fresh rain scent here in Seattle, a fleeting moment, when the land had been a little dry for few days. and then it brings sweet memories of fresh rain in the holy land. So if you have the impression of my love to the land, you are so.... right.
So now that I have raved and ranted about scents and rains, what a jolly thing it can be, who needs an Iron Dome at all?! Who needs war?! Who needs tanks and canons?! Unfortunately we all do. But what a shame that is the state of affairs. Put enough people in a small enough space and see what happens.. remember the time when we were only 3 billions? now we are 7. Of cause there are many more factors. But.. do not forget the fresh scent of the rain.
In jest,
Boaz Pnini
Bridges 2 Israel
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| A trip to the Flour Cave |
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| My dad and I in the Flour Cave all these years ago |
Many years ago, my dad and I went to the Flour Cave in the Judean desert. It was a momentous event for me. I thought it was real flour. It was of cause very fine desert sand and when you crawl through the steep and dusty crevices of the cave you come out , well, dusty. I remember looking forward to that trip for a long time. I am not sure any more what was so .... important and encompassing about it, but it was.
When I called my dad yesterday to ask what he remembers, he only remembered that we were dusty, what a pity. Momentous moments of life turn into dust merely by time. But the sense of total awe is never diminished, it does not have to.
I love this area of Israel and hope to visit it soon.
Boaz Pnini
Bridges 2 Israel
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Lake kineret corner
Good news for the Kineret. After a very hot summer, the Kineret begun rising again when it is only few centimeters below last year max level.
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