Humility

I'm thinking more and more about humility. I had a conversation with a newly married couple in the hotel in Ramallah, and we talked about humility. How unless we deal with one another with kindness and a sense of our own humility, we will not know peace, whether in ourselves or between people. They were so sweet. She was 18 and he was 22. She had never been out of Palestine and he was taking her to Los Angeles! We talked about the beach, Santa Monica, how there were gyms in the US just for women. I told them I was Jewish and they were honestly surprised that I had come to Ramallah, but they were glad. I told them I came to learn and see for myself. How could I pretend to know anything at all if I hadn't at least set foot in Palestine?? They thanked me, and I was honored to be with them for 30 minutes. They talked to me with humility and I talked to them with humility, none of us knowing about the other before we talked. We were able to hear one another over our own narrative. And I am so thankful it happened. My life is richer for those 30 minutes.


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Location:Jerusalem

To Jerusalem

Today I leave Ramallah for Jerusalem. Just when you think you have a plan set, things change. I am waiting to go to Nablus until me next trip. I cannot believe the kindness and hospitality I have experienced in Palestine. I have been taken care of and watched over and loved by some brilliant people. Nahed, Dina, Tamara, Jaqueline, our drivers and Nahed's family, our hotel friends, and kind people on the street willing to help me when I get lost and confused. I am so grateful to the people here who are happy to talk yoga, happy to ask "what IS yoga?!?" and who practice with me. A million thank yous to Becca Keleher, who translated for me and waited patiently for me while I talked to anyone and everyone. Off to Jerusalem!!


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Looking for Farashe today

Today we are on a mission to track down the one yoga studio in the West Bank of Palestine: Farashe, which means butterfly.

Yesterday was an emotional day. We said goodbye to our friends at the SOS Children's Village in Bethlehem, and leaving wasn't easy for me. I began hatching desperate plans to stay for another couple of days, but knew that we had to head north to Ramallah and Nablus. It was time!

We spent the evening working and planning and eating on a cool (temperature-wise) patio. Ramallah is a huge change from Bethlehem. Huge. Where Bethlehem is slowish and quiet, Ramallah is nuts! So many people, so much road construction, so much partying. Our window is above an outdoor patio bar, and I have no idea when it emptied out.

There is very little money for completing the public works projects, so apparently roads remain in construction for months. Also, no money to maintain trash clean-up. It is loud, hot, kind of messy, it has tons and tons of international tourists, and I like it.


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Location:Ramallah

Ramallah, at long last!

We are here!  OTYF is in Ramallah, and it wasn't easy.  Lots of private taxis, buses, semi-private taxis, three checkpoints, and a traffic accident and we are finally here!  Tomorrow we are heading to Nablus, but today we are resting in Ramallah with friends.  It is surprising what a super-comfy bed and pizza will fix.  I feel restored and happier.  Tomorrow (off the clock, of course) we will visit a famous gelatoria and the amazingly named Stars-n-Bucks.   Soon we will be off to Nablus, so we are loving the day off!

Want to help out OTYF and SOS Children's Village?

The mothers and aunts (the women who raise the children in homes in the SOS Village permanently) have requested yoga dvds and supplies.  If anyone is interested in helping them continue their yoga practice when we leave, let me know!  I will arrange for items to be sent to them so they can keep practicing!  It will change the women's lives and give the children a wonderful insight into yoga.  Let me know!!

Olive Tree Yoga Foundation in Bethlehem

Winnie the Pooh and Baloo on the wall of the SOS Children's Village in Bethlehem.

Gorgeous, amazing, wonderful women at the SOS Village in Bethlehem.  Wonderful class!

Tamara the translator kept popping into full lotus in jeans and high heals.  Very impressive.

SOS Village is a beautiful place, filled with life and love.  I am honored to be working with the children and mothers and aunts there.  Thank you, Layla, for creating this possibility!

Lunch with Wonder Women

These women and I are planning to change the world, one yogi at a time: Lisa, Nahed, Dina, (and Karen, here in spirit!). Palestine is going to have lots of yoga, and soon. Then Palestine and Israel will be doing yoga together. Declaration time!


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First class in Israel

Tonight I taught my first class in Israel! The room was packed with students, and it was such a tribute to the love this village has for Karen Zivan. Karen has been leading classes here in Hasmonaim for three years, and the students love her. Mothers and daughters showed up, sisters, friends, women in scarves and skirts, and women in yoga clothes. What a beautiful crew of yogis. I was thrilled that several of the students are talking about going to Even Yehuda for my workshops at Yogama!

The women were cautious but supportive about my trip to Palestine. I can see the dividing wall between Israel and the West Bank from here. There is a Palestinian


village on the next hill. The wall is huge; it looks like the Great Wall. So close, yet so far away. I am excited to get to Bethlehem tomorrow.


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Last-minute emails

Here is an excerpt from an email I just wrote, which illustrates how much I adore this area I am traveling to:

"I could come see you on that Friday, but only if I could get in and out of Ramallah before Shabbat.  Or we could meet in Jerusalem before Tisha B'Av, and since it is Ramadan, we could just sit in the shade and not eat lunch."

I love Israel and Palestine.  I can't wait to be there.

Saying goodbye

As I am nearing departure, I keep saying goodbyes.  Goodbye to my regular classes.  Goodbye to friends who I won't see for a month.  Goodbye to my coffee shop baristas.  I am only gone for three weeks, but I feel very much like when I return, I won't be the same.  I am saying goodbye to a life I have led for years, and stepping into a giant life.  I can't wait to say hello to people when I get back!

On our way ...

It is only 5 days until I leave for Israel and Palestine.  5 days.  I thought our itinerary was set, schedules packed.  But even as I am packing my clothes and double-checking my adapters, I am in awe of what is happening with me and with Olive Tree Yoga Foundation.

Here is a part of an email I wrote to Kerri Kelly, director of Off the Mat Into the World that sums my amazement up:

 I am about to head off to Israel and then Palestine on Monday.  I had an idea 8 months ago -- create a joint Israeli-Palestinian teacher training program in Israel or Palestine and then create a program to sponsor teachers so they could teach to all sorts of populations without concern for the ability of the students to pay very much -- then I started to take baby steps toward my goal, and somehow, amazingly enough, I am realizing it.  I am headed out, with more and more emails coming in each day of people who want to make connections, who want me to teach a class, who want me to come to their studio.  I dreamed that I would start a foundation and that foundation would create jobs, train people to share yoga, and bring peace one person at a time.  And now it is happening.  

So grateful.  Kinda scared.  Going big, going big right now, but first I have to finish packing.