Jacky's Blog – October 2008 Archive (5)

I just wanted to send out greetings to my new ipeace family ... for the little moments of unconditional friendship and for the peace of mind it all gives .... I no longer see a black hole on the horizon of our existence .... but many hands raised in harmony ... there is hope yet ...

A very special thank you to you all.
J

Watching the documentary ‘Torfa’ about the life of a Bedouin woman of Petra, I felt a silent urge creep up on me; a yearning for the simple life. I surveyed my realm of consumerist pleasures within a comfortable home of beautiful limestone, and wondered why? Torfa had none of that. And yet she possessed an inner peace that was firmly rooted in her culture, that of Arab and Bedouin; possessing a bond with nature that I on the other hand, seem to have lost …. And as I watched her deftly spinning… Continue

This piece of poetry written by my husband Nabil in 2002, was in response to the irreverence shown to the US secretary of state Powell on his visit to Israel and his acceptance thereof! It is still relevant today, just substitute any name you would like in the place of Mr. Powell ... lots to chose from!



Shame on you Mr. Powell!

by Nabil Sawalha

We had hopes for you Mr. Powell!

When you joined the WASP’s big white family.

We hoped you’d be a different addition, a… Continue

After reading the speech to the European Parliament of Israeli peace activist and professor at Hebrew University, Nurit Peled Elhanan, in 2005, about the suffering of Palestinian women, I put my thoughts into this poem that I name:



From One Mother to Another:





She speaks not of muted tongue

Nurit Peled Elhanan:

But in the tongue of many languages

And I hear her loud and clear;

do you?

Or is it Babel all over again?

This time, she speaks… Continue

Dear Friends, here is a piece of prose written in 2006 that is still relevant today ... but they are words 'across the gap' that may one day be filled with hope ....and I call it The Vegetable Seller:



"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" said Martin Luther King.

This statement appeared on my computer today; it happened to coincide with a visit from Issa, my vegetable seller.

Issa does not have a shop, a car, nor a regular supply of… Continue