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Posted on Dec 17, 2014 | 3 comments

Utterly Broken- Day 1 Stretching Class- Solo Healing Journey, India

Utterly Broken- Day 1 Stretching Class- Solo Healing Journey, India

I’ve spent years avoiding the pain. Not sitting this way, getting up from that, moving just so to avoid feeling the almost constant pain that is, and now, today, that first two-hour stretching class on that clothed-off roof, and I pushed into the pain. I played with the pain, I invited the pain. It hurts and I want to move to not hurt, and Haim is standing behind me, holding me up ‘like a wall,’ he said, and making me stay in pain. Making me stay in it. “I don’t want to do this!” I scream inside. And he’s still there telling me that I can. “BUT I DON’T WANT TO!” (to myself) and the tears are rolling down my face. Miranda: “5, 6, 7, and 8, ” and Haim, “Look you couldn’t do that three minutes ago. You’re doing it now!” I want pizza, I want sex! The latter even more than the former. I’m a caged tiger. I want to avoid this, drown it, forget it,  consume...

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Posted on Sep 1, 2014 | 2 comments

Lost and Found & Love is the Key- Macaron Yuvasi Otel, Ayvalik, Turkey, SmallHotels.com.tr

Lost and Found & Love is the Key- Macaron Yuvasi Otel, Ayvalik, Turkey, SmallHotels.com.tr

And in my last post in Macaron Konagi I shared some of the dark clouds of parenting. Sometimes, when you are just not sure you are doing anything right. We got lost. All of us. Got lost in the hubbub of motion and lost the core, which for me right now is simple: health and family. Yes we lost it (as we often do), and then, and then, and then we found it again. That’s kind of life if you think about it, lost and found, lost and found, clear and unclear, know and clueless, and all the hues of laughter and joy, crying and sadness that fall in between. Welcome to Lost and Found, and the answer, that always, always, always Love is the Key.   The Difference Between Feeling Alive and Not Who We Are and Love is the Key This heart from the Macaron Konagi garden says it all. The softness of it all. Any thoughts? Yes, love? Lost and found? Been there? Got out of...

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Posted on Jul 12, 2014 |

Running to Bomb Shelter- Sirens in Kibbutz Hanita, Northern Galilee, Israel- July 12, 2014

Running to Bomb Shelter- Sirens in Kibbutz Hanita, Northern Galilee, Israel- July 12, 2014

Fuck. I was scared. We all were. Even though we had done this before in our past, this caught us all off-guard and shook us more than a little bit. Not pretty. Not fun. After 38 1/2 months on the road, sixteen countries, and knowing nothing; it’s not the homecoming we imagined. But it’s not about us and what we wanted at all. It’s about governments and agendas and stuff way over our heads, and we just gotta roll with That Which Is until this too shall pass. A few updates that led up to tonight’s bomb shelter run video and then what I caught on tape as the sirens went off and we dealt with the reality that currently just is what it is in Israel.  Friday, July 11th   Saturday, July 12th And the party begins…. Right After The Sirens- July 12th And right before going to sleep And another post (highly recommended): Israeli Family Kids Discuss War, Missile Sirens, and Peace How Badly Do You Want...

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Posted on Jul 8, 2014 | 4 comments

Parenting on the Road- Sugar Daddy Debates, Being Normal, & Morality – SmallHotels.com.tr, Macaron Konagi Otel- Ayvalik, Turkey

Parenting on the Road- Sugar Daddy Debates, Being Normal, & Morality – SmallHotels.com.tr, Macaron Konagi Otel- Ayvalik, Turkey

So, we’re in Ayvalik, Turkey and staying in a gardened fairy tale at Macaron Yuvasi Otel. We’ve been in paradises before and felt like hell, or have been in the most exotic oasis and hated home. Most assume that our life is all about butterflies and rainbows, and it is, and it isn’t. Most would assume we spend all day skipping in the butterflied fields with our children and deeply admiring them. And we do, but often we don’t. Do I adore my life style, my blessed opportunity to be a nomad? Yes, yes, yes, yes, and a bit of no. Sometimes I need a vacation, desperately. Do I adore my children to death? I do. But, honestly, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I’m sick of the whining, I’m sick of pushing, I’m sick of being the bad guy. And while Macaron Yuvasi Otel and Ayvalik, Turkey was, was, was, really, truly, truly a fairy tale, there were those pockets of mini-hell in which we, Kobi and I, looked at...

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Posted on Apr 15, 2014 | 5 comments

RTW Family World Travel Blog Transitions- Leaving India

RTW Family World Travel Blog Transitions- Leaving India

As you know, Goa, India had been our home for the last six months. And though we live with a mostly no-backtracking travel policy, we know we will be back. Knowing this made leaving more sweet than bitter, and arriving to Mystery Country 15 more exciting than confusing. Fitting us back into backpacks after being stationary was tougher than usual. The accumulation of stuff in our huge Goan house was hard to comprehend. India is cheap so we bought too much without giving it almost any thought. We rejoiced in having shelves again and quickly found those shelves, boxes, cabinet, and spaces under beds overflowing with junk. Also, we were part of a loving network of families and travelers who gave each other tons of stuff when someone left, so we recieved several deliveries of junk other people got rid of which thereby became our junk. The end result was painful. Other People’s Junk The master George Carlin says it better than anyone on the planet. We’ll just let the...

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Posted on Jan 1, 2014 | 27 comments

The Best of the Nomadic Family Travel Blog 2013- The Three Most Miserable RTW Travel Posts

The Best of the Nomadic Family Travel Blog 2013- The Three Most Miserable RTW Travel Posts

So, everyone is all into this celebratory mood! Merry Christmas! Happy Hannukah! Happy New Year! And while I don’t think these are perfect excuses to convince the masses to buy so-way-deep-into-it-that-they-can’t-get-their-heads-out-anymore consumerism, I do believe that every day is the perfect Now Day to celebrate our lives. I do like the idea of using any and every feasible excuse to reflect and breath deeply and say ‘thank you’. And not just a feeble, kinda shy ‘thank you’ but a stand naked on the roof top with your hands way out there and look up at the heavens and yell “THANK YOU!” And so,  there are endless blessings and a bottomless ocean of miracles unfolding before me at every given moment, and I wanted to give you/share/show off/reflect what I think are a few of those moments that I have been somehow able to capture and bring live. And so… (I love starting sentences with ‘and’ and ‘so’… what does that say about me?) I’ll be your lovely host through...

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Posted on Nov 28, 2013 | 36 comments

Your One-Stop-Shop Telenovela of Family Travel Blog Trekking Adventure Hell- Day 1- Annapurna Circuit with Kids, A Multi-Media Celebration

Your One-Stop-Shop Telenovela of Family Travel Blog Trekking Adventure Hell- Day 1- Annapurna Circuit with Kids, A Multi-Media Celebration

It is time to start sharing our Annapurna Circuit with Children experience. All of it, and not just the life-threatening parts including hypothermia, fever and an extreme case of lethargic child at 5,200 meters, vomit, diarrhea, and all those drop-to-your-death cliffs that left us so very shaken up as parents who made these decisions on behalf of their children. We’d want to give you all of it. The good, the bad, the ugly, the really funny, and the thoughtful. So, welcome to Day One! It’s a lovely collection of photography and video all reflecting what our first day on the trail was like. Highlights: Oh My God! We’re ridiculously out of shape, whimpy, and totally not ready for the physical and mental challenges before us. That will sort of be the ongoing theme, in addition, to tons of furry animals, unidentified shit of all shapes and sizes, break-downs, song, tons of laughter, some serious “God, why are we doing this thing again?” talks, and amazing vistas. It’s basically your...

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