True colors

I just returned from visiting Washington DC for the first time in my life. I loved it. I’ve been to…

Teachings of pain

I was visiting New York with a friend from Israel. She suffered a strong pain in her leg and that…

Upside down

A precious friend who is experiencing a deep and profound grief once explained to me how her world has changed:…

To know the forest

A dense curtain, overwhelmingly green, cracked only by occasional twigs and branches, shimmering in the bright sunlight or grimly darkens underneath…

Freedom

My painting teacher used to say that the best part about painting is the freedom to tell lies. Each painting…

To my friend

When I miss you, I know a dark warm hole in the center of my chest And rays of me…

Nutshell murmur

Occasionally, I am left without words. That is – hundreds of them swirl inside me, connect and reconnect themselves to…