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Posted on Nov 25, 2014 | 20 comments

Getting Psyched Out About Sweden this Summer- The Nomadic Family Travels Again

Getting Psyched Out About Sweden this Summer- The Nomadic Family Travels Again

So, we’re home and loving all the complicated equation of what living in Israel means. Mean girls doing mean girl things and our Dahnya rising as a diva heroine in facing it. The quietness of the Upper Galilee Valley; the joy of working in/being in our garden. Ignoring the news and creating our own peaceful haven; having it seep in from this conversation or that one and the fear it momentarily instills in us. Playing with our kitten and peacefully getting together with all friends and dear family and feeling another and yet another surge of love and joy that we are home. I’m having surgery, then going off to 6/7-weeks of healing in India; Kobi will backpack in Europe for a month this spring, and then, and then, and then… WE’RE OFF TO SWEDEN FOR THE ENTIRE SUMMER AND COULD NOT BE MORE EXCITED! And as we near that, we look up more, read more, and do the happy dance more. What We Know So Far – Lots...

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Posted on Oct 13, 2014 | 20 comments

The Nomadic Family- The Sky, Cysts, Silence, Mangled Cats & Daughter Heroes- Returning Home- Israel

The Nomadic Family- The Sky, Cysts, Silence, Mangled Cats & Daughter Heroes- Returning Home- Israel

Skies are dark, thunder booming. The kids are watching the rain as it draws nearer, and, yes, here it comes. I now hear the first large splats of water outside my bedroom door. As I’m lying here about to fall into the sweetest of naps, I realize what quiet there is within and around me. All day I’ve cleaned the house. All day, just like those days when all we did was laundry in the river in the jungles of Eucador when we lived with the indigenous tribe. Or when we lived for two months in Panagsama Beach and dove daily with Savedra Dive Center (and laughed and laughed). There we’d sit on the second-story porch and watch the rain and the mud-covered people below walk through ankle-high puddles. Mangled Felines There’s a lovely white long-haired cat with green eyes outside. Well, he used to look lovely, I’m sure. He showed up here with his purple collar over one shoulder and choking him, matted hair, and though he’s clearly...

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