day 44 of 50 Of broken Eggs, and of Jerusalem

Jacqueline: (eggshell) it’s of no use until it’s broken. Amichai: It takes courage to admit that what was whole no longer matters and must shape-shift and transform. But what use is a perfect egg it not for breaking? The broken is as things must be. And so it is with hearts and cities, walls will […]

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day 43 of 50 gift from the sea

Jacqueline: got so close, should have been arrested for breaking and entering. Amichai: I was about four years old when I drowned off the Tel Aviv beach. One minutes I was splashing with my sister and her friends in the shallow waters and the next thing I know I am deep under, swept by a […]

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day 41 of 50 broken branch on the tree of life

Jacqueline (broken twig with budding pine-cone) broken, fragile & beautiful. It was just lying there, look down & tread gently. Amichai: Only when a thing is broken, something else can grow again. What’s the point of change, of seasons, if everything would always stay the same? It’s a choice to recognize the beauty in the […]

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day 40 of 50 Cut it Out

Jacqueline: (snapped blade) there’s no such thing as a clean break Amichai: Cut it out. No. Really. What will it take for me, for you, to cut out the self pity, the focus on the past that hurts us and snap if off and carry on? I know it’s easier said than done and we […]

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