I’m not going to (or anywhere near) Nashville*
On Leadership and Vulnerability On Dr. Phil, I recently saw Tim, a young man who had been convicted of domestic … Continue reading I’m not going to (or anywhere near) Nashville*
Sailing on Dry Land – Audrey Weinberg
Lived an extraordinary life as a kid. My writing is creative non-fiction; any personal history is subjective at best and downright tales at worst.
On Leadership and Vulnerability On Dr. Phil, I recently saw Tim, a young man who had been convicted of domestic … Continue reading I’m not going to (or anywhere near) Nashville*
I should be haemorrhaging blood Through my ears, Screaming in agonizing pain, Howling in sadness; But 20 years have passed … Continue reading 20 years ago today – for Yarden
This is taken from the email that I just sent to Fietsenwinkel.nl
Dear Sir/Madam,
For the record:

Last week, Monday – June 4th – around 11:00 am, I called Fietsenwinkel by phone and explainedmy problem: My electric part of the bike – the part that switches speeds – was not working properly. It turns on, and allows me to ride only in ‘eco’ gear. I would like to change electric speeds, of course, so I wanted this fixed.I was told it would take 48 hours to get a response from the bike store or from Fietsenwinkel.
You know how it is: life is full of work, children, partners, social obligations, to-do lists, chores, and then something bad happens to really set you back?
What if you turned that around? What if you allowed yourself, just once in a while, just enough to recharge your batteries for a long time to come, something completely different; something for you?

It isn’t easy being an Israeli. One minute you are winning the Eurovision song festival, and the next minute you are fighting off Palestinians at the Gaza fence. I try so hard to avoid politics, but at times, you just can’t sit on the fence – especially the fence near Gaza – so here goes my take on Gaza, Jerusalem and the right to a peaceful existence.
Today I was asked, “Why did you actually go to study in Jerusalem?” Well, yes, I did study at the Hebrew University on Mt. Scopus, in Jerusalem, and I lived peacefully in the student dorms together with Arab students where we shared cake recipes but not much else.
My boyfriend at the time was arrested after throwing a yogurt at Meir Kahane, an extreme right wing politician, when he came to talk at our campus. I made friends with a Palestinian who lived in East Jerusalem, when he used to come to visit my sister’s flat mate. I made friends with people from all over Israel, who had all come to study in Jerusalem, for a variety of reasons.
Continue reading “G is for – I was a soldier in Gaza (A to Z challenge still going strong.)”
So, I took a few days break from blogging and felt rather guilty about it, but as guilt is my middle name, I have taken some deep breaths and ‘dealt with it’ since the May vacation is over and work awaits, and there’s only so much procrastination one can do and get away with it. So, work has done in the past couple of days and I left my writing on the shelf. Actually, to be 100% honest, I did write something (else) for the letter F – in handwriting, in the notebook next to my bed – a piece of fiction! An excerpt from my upcoming book (yes, the one that’s still in the works), but instead, as it’s already a quarter past midnight and work awaits tomorrow yet again, I decided on a shorter blog for tonight.

Today at school – where I coach students – I encountered a wonderful example of how self development workshops and communication skills can come together and become a thing of beauty. And I say this, because often, when teaching these topics, to 1st year students, it seems as if they really aren’t interested and that they know best, and ‘please don’t try to change or improve me.’
Continue reading “F is for Facing Fears and Fabulous Students (A-Z challenge continues!)”

So, here I am, on a Saturday afternoon, towards the end of my May vacation, with Magic Charts stuck up on my kitchen windows and sitting behind my laptop, working on the planning for next year.
Education is such a broad term. I studied to become a teacher many years ago, at the Hebrew University, in Jerusalem (close to where Giro d’Italia 2018 started off yesterday!), and here I am, over 30 years later, having worked in both business (doing marketing) and counseling (helping people) and now I find myself planning the new course for Personal Development for next year.
I love to teach, at least now I do.
When I started, back in the day, as a 24 year old teacher trying to work with pupils mid-adolescence, I swore I’d never, but never ever teach again! Those brats just ran circles around me. I figured: why work so hard, for so little money and suffer so much? Continue reading “E is for Education – A – Z challenge accepted!”
Visiting a Spa in the Netherlands could be a glorious experience, except when RULES get in the way. And rude staff too.
Continue reading D is for Disaster in Paradise – (A – Z challenge)

Continue reading “A – Z challenge: C is for Communication – Spa Zuiver (part 1)”
“Voulez vous des bananes?” asked a wiry built darkly tanned man with very little clothes on, as he jumped out … Continue reading A – Z challenge: B is for Bananas (day 2)