Win Win

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Microbe Party, a “playshop” (1) bringing together two diverse groups of people (2) at a location which invokes beauty and inspiration (3) to explore and discover portals leading to self-discovery and movement towards positive change. Seeking to ignite change by converting separation into connection, chronic sickness into vibrant health and despair into joy one block at a time.

Bikeabout

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Here and Now Everyone is looking for better health. We want it. We seek it; yet day by day and bit by bit, we distance ourselves just a little further. Suddenly it’s gone. What we wouldn’t give to have it back… In today’s modern world we eagerly embrace a quick

Ride and Reach

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Recreating Imagine the thrill of reconnecting with a playful childhood pastime. Fancy riding the depth of a passion that brings you door to door collecting orphaned bikes, in an effort to share your fervor with others like you. Envision an alternate reality where, after being skewered by your bike’s kickstand

Sexy

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Sexy – Not What You Thought Conjure up sexy? Fast switchover to dreams of Keanu Reeves, solid hugs, mischievous smiles, nape nibbles, butterfly whispers, barefoot sands, sole strokes, succulent smoothies and nearby nourishment for the mind, body and soul. That’s exactly where my neighbor “V” spotted me, at the entrance

Chasing Miracles

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No Thank You Please! My family doesn’t like miracles. Far too often, miracles are the aftermath of catastrophic misfortune. Oddly, this bias hasn’t blinded me to calamity’s silver lining. I’ve noticed that out of the deepest depths, change sprouts its finest roots. Extraordinary paths emerge leading to otherwise unimaginable happy

Offbeat

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On Hope and Despair It was a peculiar week indeed. Imprisoned on a teeter totter, I found myself flying up and diving down, distraught and ecstatic, down and up, up and down, somewhere between hope and despair. It’s not an easy task translating my posts into English. There are many

Bulldozer

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Yes, I married a mechanic. Is it not fortunate that he married a ‎bulldozer like me!‎ There’s a mission? I am your woman. I will plan, coordinate, manage, ‎organize, build and put together my own one woman show. Once ‎when one of our children was having problems at school, the

Lucky Woman

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My own path to healing was a bumpy one, marked by despair, pain, and, yes, terror. I was clueless ‎as to the ‎identity of the surely ‎deadly disease nesting within. I did not know where to turn.‎‏ ‏Much ‎as my choices were ‎often impulsive and even misguided; ultimately these very

Freefalling

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Freefalling, down down down: at one time or another we have all woken in a ‎cold sweat from that nightmare. As we leave childhood behind, however, it is less ‎the pain and the loss which we dread, but rather the loss of control at the ‎bottom of the abyss. I’ve

I Am Not A Label

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Oops I Did It Again! Once again disaster strikes and I find myself tossing my culinary creation. ‎Are you too familiar with the misfortunate moments when you realize that you ‎accidently overdosed your soup with salt? Added too much sugar to your ‎cake batter? Your casserole overpoweringly fatty? Soup too

C U

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Doctor’s Orders Never was I given an ultimatum to go under the knife. The surgeon proposed cervical fusion ‎to relieve pressure on my spinal cord. He hinted that surgical intervention may indeed break ‎the blanket of pain and curtail my anguish. But then again, he heartily declared that there ‎was

The Game of Love

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Born to be Loved A child’s way into this world is ushered in by love. At the moment of ‎birth, from out of nowhere, the mother is flooded with a surge of love; ‎joy of its purest form binds mother and babe ever after.‎ Captivated by rays of dancing sunlight

Kinky Toots

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In all honesty, I do not know how I would write this blog without the ‎generous help of my husband. Believe me when I say that it goes far ‎and beyond his job title of Hebrew editor in chief…‎ Hail to the court jester of Banter and Chuckles!‎ His healthy

Many of One

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One of Many One seemingly insignificant decision but in the overall ‎scheme of things it was life changing…‎ The decision wasn’t even mine. When I was nine years old ‎my parents decided to send me to summer camp. Without a ‎shadow of a doubt, this single decision shaped my identity

Couch Potato

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I married a mechanic. He fixed things before most people noticed that ‎they needed fixing: loved machinery especially old, forgotten and ‎broken-down challenges. Taking machines apart to discover how they ‎worked was a warm passion of his. He was always up for a challenge. ‎To be honest, it was probably