Monthly Archives: July 2014

Couldn’t we all be a UNESCO Biosphere?

Someone did something right in Menorca. A stone’s throw from glitzy Mallorca and Ibiza, where club kids dance like drug-fueled pongo sticks on their blotto weekends, Menorca remains a gem. Whisper and the person on the other side of the … Continue reading

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A tiny voice asks: What happened to history?

Israel sensitized me.  That country where history is yesterday and always on the verge of existential struggle changed the frequencies of my antenna.  It was like being in a glass house of history, completely exposed. Running to the bomb shelter … Continue reading

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Let the Stones Speak

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Let the Dead Pull some Strings for Peace

Israel is a country of visionaries, although these days most seem to specialize in visions of tragedy.  A visionary jewelry designer “read” my personality as a visionary, detailing my way of experiencing events immediately and emotionally, then needing to pull … Continue reading

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“Being There”

Some trips are marked by missing flights and sleeping in Heathrow overnight, or spending a day at the Embassy kibbutzing with the agents to prove you’re who you are so they can replace that stolen passport.   Some trips find you … Continue reading

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Enter the Stranger

While Tel Aviv was basking in the sun at the beach, the other light has been the gesture of recognizing the stranger. Rachelle Fraenkel, mother of the slain teenager Naftali, cut through an enormous mass of insecurity, fear, hostility when … Continue reading

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The Tel Aviv Bubble Bursts

Another steamy day in Tel Aviv. It’s hot, close to 90. The construction crews are out with their vats of concrete. They’re throwing ropes from the roofs of the Bauhaus buildings, previously white, now half of them patchy, gray.   People … Continue reading

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In the Garden

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Taha’s Creative Revenge

“In my poetry,” Taha Muhammad Ali says, “there is no Palestine, no Israel. But, in my poetry, suffering, sadness, longing, fear, and this is, together, make the results: Palestine and Israel. The art is to take from life something real, … Continue reading

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