Palestine trough my eyes is wild...beautiful...guarding its tender nature with thorns...and unceasingly fighting the malignancies spreading all over as soon as you turn your back...The other day we were talking about waking up people and what they could need, how we could shake and nurture them to stand up and create their world once again...we toulk a deep breath, sucking in the soft air, spring fragrances of soil and sun, indulging for a moment in the feeling that as the world around us was blossoming, life could provide us with new energy and more hope than we had been appreciating...and then there was the accidental look over the shoulder...in the wrong direction...and we jumped...realising that the settlement had been sidling up on us while we were taking a breath....
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