I want to get lost with you At that moment when the sun goes down Colors dance without a sound Across the sky and I am found By love and wishes made On stars that shine as sunlight fades Fingers touching as we go Through moonlit shadows’ gentle glow I want to get lost under desert skies Lose myself when I look in your eyes Rest my head against your heart Hold you close and...
More than 25 years ago, I spent my gap year in Israel on Young Judaea‘s Year Course program. One month of that year was spent living with a family in an agricultural community (a moshav), and while I can’t remember the names of anyone from the family I stayed with, I do remember the family below, which hosted a friend of mine (and was actually much nicer to me than...
Since this current round of fighting began, I’ve been overwhelmed by the concern shown in emails, messages and chats – friends, relatives and acquaintances checking in to see how we’re doing, voicing their love and support (both for us personally and for Israel as a whole) and reminding us to “stay safe”. And yet, no matter how many times I tell friends and loved ones abroad...
I had the television news on this afternoon, but only for a little while. With my face buried in my computer screen and my ears picking up bits and pieces of the ongoing live reporting as I typed, every time I heard a siren, I jumped a little, momentarily startled and wondering for just a sliver of a second if it was coming from outside instead of the news report. We live far...
You tell me that I’m strong; the bravest person that you know And I know it’s just my journey That makes you think it’s so Dragged along a path I wish I didn’t have to see It’s not the one I chose – the path selected me You tell me I’m courageous; that my courage gives you hope And I know it’s just my journey That makes you think it’s so When every day’s a struggle and it’s...
…the title of my latest story for Haaretz. Moving to a new country is never easy, even when it’s something you really want to do. When the decision involves uprooting your kids, making that move can prove to be even more challenging. Pals Zahava Bogner and Jamie Traeger-Muney were kind enough to share their aliyah stories with me for this piece, and Jamie, a...
Getting tangled in the words Of a song from long ago Old forgotten moments And stories left untold As children we allowed ourselves The innocence of youth When everything was easy With no complicated shades of truth I remember lazy summer days And all the crazy games we played Imagination and adventure were our guides Grass that scratched between our toes While splashing...
When I think about tomorrow And what the fates may hold I wonder where your place will be What mischief will unfold I think about the fun we’ve shared And all that lies ahead Private jokes and silly notes Forever in my head I think of how you gained my trust It’s not an easy task I let you slip inside my heart And hug me when I crack I can’t believe the luck I’ve had And hope...
As I wrote in this blog post, I recently had the privilege to profile Tel Aviv’s Gallery of International Naive Art for Haaretz‘s ESSENCE Lifestyle Magazine. What an amazing experience that was! Now that you’ve had a chance to read my personal thoughts about the gallery and naive art, how about reading the article itself? Click the image below to read the...
I’m saving my thoughts for a cold, rainy day Nowhere to go and no games to play I’ll sit by the fire with nothing to do Escaping inside of a daydream or two I’ll dream about people and places and things Of laughter and love and the joy they can bring Of friendships that flourish and go beyond fun And souls that seem woven together as one I’ll think...