Sitting under the lemon trees, writing yet more ideas for people and their difficulties: whether they are feeling victims, aggressors, rescuers, peacemakers, persecutors...It is all here, all I do is write about the specifics for individuals, here it is being acted out on the Middle East stage with everyone playing everyone's roles and nothing changes; the roles just get swapped over.
My friends are having a practice of flute, harp and piano and making beautiful music that really restores the soul. There is a poignancy that all of them are also experienced therapists and working with extreme abuse, disturbance, and sudden bereavements. Making music also helps to mend their souls in a therapeutic world in a war-torn country. International concert pianist Benjamin Oren is giving them a 'master' class today and their playing becomes even more idyllic.
Three hours away there are bombs and rockets between Gaza and the Beersheva desert; a constant bombardment to and from, bright light tracers against the dark velvet sky. It could be fireworks but we know it is rather more lethal.
We also know that if people had basic education, jobs and water supplies near their crops, and a chance to trade the fruits of the earth and the products of their labour, there would be some shift towards some resolution.
The music continues...
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