Beit Roga

We are entering the rainy season here in Israel. This is an exciting time for us. Every rain is a harbinger of good tidings, raising the level of the Kinneret, the Sea of Galilee, the main water source of Israel. I am sitting outside on my porch as the grey clouds are forming overhead, and the world has taken on a cloud-filtered-sunlight muted look. We pray for rain, rain, and more rain. If it becomes necessary, we unite in days of prayer in the middle of the Winter, to besee

I know, I know. Lowering the bar? Don’t I mean raising the bar? Isn’t that always where we are headed? Not today, ladies. Today’s lesson is very clear: we must lower the bar. Where? What bar? The bar that tells us when we need to take care of something. Specifically, ourselves and our family members. Well, family members not so much. We are usually more readily aware of what our children need, and even perhaps our spouses. But ourselves, not so much. Let’s start with the kids

So here’s the truth. We are a nation in trauma. We are strong. We are, psychologically speaking, seemingly made of steel. We are continually attacked, attempts are continually made to beat us down, and yet, incredibly, we stand straighter, grow taller, and fill in with a bit more steel each time. However, it can not be denied that we are a nation where Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is a constant. And take off the Post in the PTSD – it is ongoing. Post and Present. Continuous

It just has to be said. To all foreign diplomats, citizens of free countries, journalists, politicians of all kinds…basically: anyone who does not live HERE – SHUT UP! You have no idea what you are talking about when you speak Peace through your a--. Peace is for two or more peace-loving individuals or groups who want to find common ground, or who wish to coexist peacefully. There IS NO PEACE when talking with terrorists. You got that? In case you still want to sit down and d

Restlessness has been the pretty much constant mood here for me. So I am going with it as a theme for today’s blog. First, a thought about this Restlessness. It came about from good things – change, growth, breaking down of walls, newness, a sense of adventure that has blossomed from all the above. And it is teaching me a whole new lesson on Patience. (Who’d have thought after 17 years of parenting I would need more lessons on patience? But, alas, we are forever learning…) So