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Posted on May 27, 2012 | 2 comments

The Zena and Zen of Cutting Coconuts- Alto Boquete, Panama

It’s a new pastime of mine. I sit there on the second step with a knife, Kobi’s machete from Don Jose Ramon when we were a newly nomadic family in Costa Rica and a coconut. Part one is very Zena-like.  I get to play with really big knives and feel powerful for a moment. Whack! It cracks some. Whack! Whack!  and I collect as much of the coconut milk as I can. Whack!  I get it all the way open and move on to phase two, the really calming part. Part two is very Zen-like.  I sit there, either alone or with our nomadic kids enthusiastically catching and eating every piece as it flies through the air. It’s meditative and requires great concentration. If you don’t, I believe every member of our family has cuts to show for it. You have three ways to get your edible parts out. The first one rarely works but it’s so cool, we still try for from time to time. 1-      Sometimes, if...

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Posted on Apr 16, 2012 |

3 Minutes and 59 Seconds to Breathe

3 Minutes and 59 Seconds to Breathe

Sunsets have been a real gift in self discovery. A huge one. An invitation to cry, and let the soft fading rays wipe my tears. An invitation to sit in awe, and breath in the palette stretching out before me. An invitation to push myself physically passed my limit, inspired by the changing skies. An invitation to reflect on the absolutely nothingness of my existence, a mere speck in that grand vista. An invitation for all of us, even back home, even between errands and work and cleaning, between picking up the kids from here to there to stop. The word sunset in Spanish “atardecer” is one of my favorites. “Tarde” means late or afternoon and (this is my own definition here) and “cer” is so close to the Spanish “ser” which means ‘to be’. So, in my own little world, I define ‘atardecer’ as an invitation, each afternoon ‘to be’. How can you ‘be in the afternoon’, even for four minutes? “To be in the afternoon”. Just the...

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Posted on Feb 24, 2012 |

Reading Aloud the Real Stuff- The Gammage Cup

Reading Aloud the Real Stuff- The Gammage Cup

This was a very, very special entry for me, something deep and personally significant from my youth has come full circle. As I read to my children, The Gammage Cup, a book that meant so much to me in my youth; I witnessed my soul growing deeper. How blessed, how unearthily lucky am I to have had this amazing time to veg and be and grow with my family?   And to be honest, though I adore my family to pieces, and though I would gladly overturn the world to do good to my children; this world travel thing has done good to what I believe in the most important person of all: me. Now, here me out. I’m not (just) egotistical here, I’m serious. I believe whole-heartedly that if I am a bitter, dissatisfied, unappreciated, neglected, angry woman (for example), I will be a bitter, dissatisfied, unappreciative, neglectful, angry mother and wife, and every other role in my life. Union Venecia- First time I had a bookshelf in...

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Posted on Oct 30, 2011 |

Bells of a Past Long Gone

Bells of a Past Long Gone

  We heard the bell ringing. Like that great scene in the original Charlie and the Chocolate Factory  when they romanticize ‘the candy man’ who brings sunshine to the world; we turned, and behold THE ICE CREAM MAN! He’s calmly meandering down the street in his orange shirt; we’re hysterically running to the house to find Kobi (well, actually his wallet). But the ‘ice cream man’ means a lot more to us than just sweet coldness.To us, it signifies a past long gone. Way back when, way before we became a nomadic family, way before we moved to Israel, and waaaay before we had kids; Kobi and I had honorable professions that brought sunshine to many children. We were…… yup! (Look carefully at the only picture we could get on the road [and even that was a long story]. Look carefully on the front of the car, it says Kobi IC) We were ice cream vendors.We drove our own ice cream trucks up and down the streets with songs...

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Posted on Oct 21, 2011 |

Happy 37th Birthday Gabi

Happy 37th Birthday Gabi

Hi and welcome. If you’ve only just arrived, here’s a hug to you. Our family, husband Kobi, wife (that’s me) Gabi, and three unearthly patient children Dahnya, Orazi, and Solai are traveling around the world. They are unearthly patient not because they don’t kick each other in the bathroom over who gets to spit first in the kitchen sink, or because they think we don’t know that they blackmail and bribe and threaten each other for candy and such; they are unearthly patient cuz their parents are dragging them all across the globe and have really creative ideas about education and the meaning of life and family, and they are very patient with us as we try to figure that all out. In honor of the 37th birthday, I decided to be genuine. It’s like I was hiding who I was to create a new me. I was forgetting all that I am most passionate about, what I truly love to write about, and what I believe in (which...

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