Sunday, February 24, 2013

Reflections On One Crazy Month





     When talking on the phone with my mom the first week here , I remember falsely explaining to her that I’ve only been here about two weeks.  Whether it’s because I’m in a different time zone, or the mere fact that Israel uses army time instead of the standard 12-hour time, I have lost track and a sense of time since I’ve been here.  

     One reason may be that I need more sleep.  When I’m up for more hours than normal, I may think that I’ve been here longer.  I even had a minor freak-out and went to the doctor’s, thinking I had a problem since I am tired all the time.   My diagnosis is to sleep more.  But how can I sleep more when I stay up late with friends, go to Ulpan/classes early in the morning, and travel during Shabbat?  I’m starting to force myself to get more sleep, and to make sure I really have enough time to reflect upon my travels.

     It’s only been one month.  Four weeks, four Shabbats, and so many places I’ve seen.  This past Wednesday, Ulpan ended.  I feel more confident in my Hebrew, and can even speak (a little) on the streets.  My problem is understanding their answers when I ask in Hebrew.  I can ask where the bathroom is, but there isn’t a 100% guarantee that I will understand where it is.  

     After Ulpan, I went to Gitit in the Jordan Valley to visit my boyfriend (Hanan)  and begin our travels to the Desert Ashram festival.  Before we did all of this, he introduced me to his new friend.  Probably the cutest goat I’ve ever seen.  



     The next day, we headed down south.  Our final destination was the Desert Ashram for a two-day Purim festival.  Before we went to it, we did some traveling in Ein Gedi and the Dead Sea.  We hiked the David trail.  We first did the 30-minute hike filled with tourists to see a few waterfalls. 

 

     We then deviated to a harder and longer trail and saw more waterfalls and a beautiful cave.  On our way to the end of the David trail, we ran into this fellow.  It’s called a rocket rabbit in Hebrew, and they were all over.  I wish I saw these more than the stray cats.  


     Afterwards, we went to an ancient synagogue from the 3rd to 6th century CE.  Here’s what it looked like on the inside.  It’s incredible how well it has been maintained since it was created.  

     After spending some time hiking in Ein Gedi, we couldn’t resist checking out the Dead Sea.  It’s always beautiful, and I could never stop taking pictures of it.  I’m not the biggest fan of going in the water, but I dunked my feet and hands in.  

     We then made the journey further south to camp in the Negev and go the Desert Ashram Purim festival.  There was a very interesting mix of people there.  Lots of hippies, people into the environment, and normal people dressing up in crazy costumes.  They were all Israeli, which was cool.  There weren’t any tourists (probably because the Desert Ashram is not an easy place to get too), but it led to a lot of really cool experiences for me.  

     The Desert Ashram festivals are all about connecting the body with the mind and the heart, and really developing an emotional and spiritual connection.  Ashrams derived from India and are defined as  places to learn and experience things individually.  They had a lot of programs, like yoga, meditation, and other workshops.  I learned to not worry so much, and just enjoy things in the moment.  With traveling, I have always been constantly thinking about where I’m going to go next, and how I’m going to get there, and what I’m going to do.  I have learned to relax a little and realize things will all work out.  

      Another cool component of the festival is that everything was vegan.  They had vegetarian shwarma, oatmeal with fruit and nuts for breakfast, and lots of café drinks with desserts.  I got a chai tea (with soy milk of course) and it was the best I’ve ever had.  

      There was always a dance party in the back of the festival.  When I went to it, we danced to the four elements: earth, air, water, and fire.  With each element, the dancing got more intense.  There were some people that really connected with the music.  Here’s what it looked like:  

       All in all, a really cool way to celebrate Purim.  Luckily, Jerusalem celebrates Purim a day later.  This is because all of the cities that were walled at the time when the Isarelites entered Canaan observe it a day later.   Good for me so that I get to experience it in Jerusalem.  

       So yes, it’s only been a month, but I have done so much.  Although my body has craved more sleep, my mind is pleased with all of the places I’ve seen, and how much better I’ve gotten in Hebrew.  And it only gets better from here! 

Hag Sameach (happy holidays)!

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