So much pain, and whose to blame -
So much pain, and easy to say it wasnt me.
But if I look into the mirror of my heart,
And if I am honest with myself I will see
That much of the blame belongs to me.

How many times have I accepted the stories
Ive been fed, in the stories Ive read,
about them and me Who is them and who is me,
We call ourselves two nations but if we go back
we will find we are really brothers and sisters,
with the same father-Abraham

In this land  Palestine / Israel that we call home
That both nations consider that we own,
What was done then, created a rift so vast so painful.
Could Sarah then have known or conceived
That that her actions would continue for so long.
And would leave ripples of separation for her family.

How many times have I read the slanted news
That made me and my family right so we could make
our brothers in the wrong, and visa versa.
Is it possible now after so long
That we can change the path we walk along.
Is it so important to prove who is right and who is wrong.

It is not too late to change the state of mind,
To bring down the barriers that we have created,
To share the land and prosper, and return to being family.
All it would take is to remember Love to remember that
the separation starts in our minds,  
And that there are always two sides to every story.

We hurl rocks and missiles at eachother
We forget that we are hurting our brother and our sisters
We forget that children know how to play
And make up and return to love, a heartbeat away.
Two rights cant make it wrong if we remember eachother
Two wrongs remembered - separate eachother
It is time to recreate that what we have done wrong
And not one side or the other is totaly right or wrong.

Where have I been these past months?
How have I raised myself past the humps.
I gaze at the screen as these little squiggles
Fill the lines - and the back of my neck
shivers as I try to persuade myself
that I’m feeling fine.

Time passes, the days separate into nights,
Weeks go past and now months -
Where have I been?  The sun I’ve hardly seen
People like mosquitoes have tried
to get my attention. Now they are here,
now there and sometimes, everywhere.

I’m tired, I wish from work that I was fired
That way in my bed all day I would stay.
Without getting up, I could close the windows
to protect me from my awful neighbors .
That way the smell of their cooking
would stay out of my head.

Tomorrow, like yesterday is kinda far away.
In my bed I would stay waiting for the day to become yesterday.
Waiting to escape from my body and go home
to the place I would feel at home in.
Where once again I would connect and merge into the Everything,
Nothing to see, nothing to feel, nothing to do or nothing to be.

Until the day  I can look into the mirror of my soul
And realize throughout eternity I was always connected and whole
It was boredom  with which I was affected.
It was boredom which which encouraged me to flee
To seek  new worlds and pastures of where to play and be me
New characters I would create to mirror my present state?

I realize too that the wonderful children loved ones and friends
that surround me  - are parts of me
How could I think that I was lonely and separate
When so many mirrors of love shine all around me
Where every day a new day dawns, and every night I go back home
Back to the place where I am safe the place which is my true home.

You are always with me
Even though I have separated from you
Even when I feel alone and unloved.
You are always with me

You never forsake me even though
I  have forsaken you,
Your love is the gentle breeze
That ruffles leaves on trees.
It is the glue that holds mountains in place
And keeps Earth on its axis.

And even though I have forgotten
All my  highest aspirations.
Your love is in the warm darkness of caves,
And the light of dragonfly wings.

No matter where I hide and what  I do
You never forsake me.
Your voice is in the sound
Of every inbreath and outbreath I take.

The Earth my mother caresses my feet,
And holds my head pointed
Straight to you in the heavens.
The sun shines even behind clouds,
And the moon casts a heavenly light
Over Earth as I sleep.


Like the catterpillar I gratify only my earthly needs
And forget my  highest aspirations.
I even forget that within me
Lies the promise of the beautiful butterfly I am.
It is only when I begin to love the catterpillar within
Will I soar to my highest potential

1)  Thou shalt have reverence for Life, for that Life flows through you, your neighbour and all the Kingdoms of the Universe. Yea even to the very Source of all Life.

2) Thou shalt let Life flow and fear not, for there is a definate plan which shall lead you and give you that which is right for you.

3) Thou shalt not get so emotionally involved in Life that you forget the purpose thereof.  It is an experience to open your Divine Heart to an even greater love. It is a way to gain understanding and a greater experience of enlightenment.

4) Thou shalt enjoy Life for it was meant to be enjoyed, and can only be lived to the full by serving others in joy and love.

5)  Thou shalt have compassion for thyself, remembering that if you cannot love thyself you cannot not truly fully love anything or any one else to the full - for all is One and all is Love

6)  Thou shalt hold onto the positive for by holding onto the negative you make it strong.

7) Thou shalt not bend to earthly desire for power, wealth, food nor drink - in  excess these are not good for you.

8) Thou shalt not punish yourself or another needlessly - you have paid past debts back by suffering - and now have wiped the slate clean. Remember too that you are held responsible for all new debts incurred.

9) Thou shalt not be afeared by mass media which pollutes your mind and springs from a mass of polluted minds.

10) Know that ultimately you have power over nothing material - and nothing material has power over you except that which you give power to.
Remember too that one cycle of Life is but one season in Eternity. Therefore LIVE, LOVE and ENJOY the NOW yesterday has been, and cant be changed, tomorrow will come bringing its own changes.

Dear people, what have you done to the dream?
I stood with so much pride
As the votes were counted one by one,
My heart burst with love as the exiles returned
And my soul was fired with the desire
To fulfil our destiny and return the land
Once again into an oasis of hope.

But what have you done to the dream?
Where is the love the unity and hope?
What have you done to my dream when your sons
Who serve in the army fear that their bullet will strike down
An angry stone wielding youth so full of hate because
Your hearts have become hardened to his needs.

I have walked this land in my dreams
And have seen what we could have had
A  heaven on earth, but what have we got?
A land so full of intolerance not only of enemy against enemy
But of brother against brother.
Money has become G-d, and the banks, temples of worship.
No more is it what can I give, but rather what can I get.

I have walked this land in the guise of an immigrant-
And have taken the 'rights' given to me.
I have walked this land in the guise of an old person,
And have felt the fear of being unwanted and unloved.
And  I have closed my  heart,
And have lost my ability to give love freely.
I have walked  this land in the guise of boys and girls
Who have borne the responsibility of the army
But have mourned my lost youth.
I  have closed myself to my sensitive heart .
And I have walked this land in the guise of men
And women burdened by the system.
The path seems an uphill fight to survive.
I have walked this land in the guise of a politician ,
Offering the solution - only if done my way.
To survive I have wheeled and dealed
And have almost forgotten how to make miracles happen
It is only when crisis strikes and I forget myself,
And remember my brothers and sisters
That I go within and draw from the fountain of strength,
And get a glimpse, once again of what
We as a nation of brothers and sisters can create.

Sobbing from the heart
Is the cry of all humanity.
It is the yearning to be free
Of the shackles
That keep us tied to Earth.
It is the pain of separation,
The veil that shuts us from the truth.

We cry - not only for ourselves
But for past and future generations.
It is a longing to return to the Oneness
within which all is known.

We create the pain
In order to release it
Back to the Universe
It allows us to be free

I stand alone - a child in need of care
I have rights, but these I do not know yet.
I can only learn them from you,  the people around.
Through the clamour and noise hear me,
I have the right to be heard.

Please teach me that I have the right to be me,
And that I have a right to an equal share.
Help me to express my own feelings,
Even the confusion, hurt and anger within,
In such a way, that I know that I am accepted.

With acceptance, teach me acceptance.
Give me love unconditional,
For I live up to  your expectations of me.
Give me space to grow, and sometimes the right to say no.

May I be proud of my uniqueness,  
And help me understand,
That the names I'm called
I don't have to be.

With integrity, teach me integrity.
With love, teach me love.
Within me is a special gift.
Help me to unlock it,
So I can share, be it a loving smile,
A patient way, or the ability to care.