The Explosion

One of us complained about a headache. It was the evening talk on a retreat. We all sat around our master. And it was way into the night. When he finished talking this friend raised his hand and complained. Your headache is just a wandering thought, the master said. I don’t remember what was spoken…

The Mirror Spoke

Did a drawing this morning. This morning was a slow one. I woke up at four, drank tea with milk and stayed in bed, sitting with the backing of the couch’s pillow, and the meditation cushion supporting my head. I listened to Rupert Spira talking for a few minutes about how, after awakening, the allure…

Body Intelligence

A large part of the metastasis was extensive edema in the upper body. The edema was spread out as islands of cancer cell secretion, Most in the abdominal cavity. It was not an option to remove it surgically because it was so spread out And of fear to cause damage to internal organs. Her thirty…

A Perfect Storm

A perfect storm is an event in which a rare combination of circumstances drastically aggravates the event. The term is used by analogy to an unusually severe storm that results from a rare combination of meteorological phenomena. (Wikipedia) Have you ever found yourself in a situation where one thing after another seems to be going against you?  It can really zap…

A Bird Came

  For a while animals have been sneaking into my drawings. My drawings were supposed to be abstract but the animals insisted. And now this bird came. I know what it means. A children’s book wants to come into my world.     I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator.  I became…

The Rebellion in the Neck

If this is a person, then his head looks as if it is planning something. But when you go down to the body, you find it quite emotional. My sense of structure cried out for some stability and this is why the pencil frames appeared, as building blocks that provide some stable interpretation of what…

Memories are Precious

Do you remember your happiest moments in life? What about your worst moments? Who stood by you during those times, experiencing both the joys and the sorrows? I can imagine that those answers vary greatly, and each provide our unique experience in life and death. Because that is the point of it all, isn’t it?…

The Person I Could Be

Many times I told the story to amazed friends: When you are born in Israel, the manliest man from your family hangs an army helmet 6 feet above the ground in your room, and you have to grow into it. Of course it is not true. But in a symbolic way it is true. You…