EXIF_IMG Saturday Jenni Tree and I stayed in Michal Yakir’s girly, rosy appartment with a fairy tale garden. It made me long even more for my own place that is decorated exactly the way I like it.

Mahesh Gandhi came in the afternoon for more of Michal’s teachings. She is a botanist and spent 20 years on creating a system in Plants remedies, an amazing piece of work and  a great help in case analysis. It turned out to be a marathon session of 6 hours, filled with Michals’ and Koby Nehushtan thorough understanding of this Wondrous Order, as is the title of her book (in Hebrew but will soon published in English)

After three days with people where I either took the train to or was being taken by car I feel a strong urge to have a look at a map. Even when they explain me where and what I don’t have a clear idea where I am as long as I haven’t situated myself on a real paper map (which seem to have become rare in these googling days). I traveled an hour by train north from Modi’in (wherever that may be) and was close enough to visit Ceasarea and to go for a swim. That much I know. Tomorrow they are going to take me  to lake Tiberias.

The last rains have fallen some weeks ago and the normal expectation is drought until October. Yet everywhere there are plantations and gardens. The irrigation systems are as smart as they are logical: tubes with small holes drip water near the root of the plant early in the morning. By the time the sun is up and the heat starts, the water already sunk into the soil towards the roots. Neither spilling nor evaporating of one of the most precious goods here: water.
Pomegranates bloom with clear orange red flowers, everywhere are almond trees, bananas, passion fruits, lemon trees heavy with fruits. The variety is enormous, the harvest so abundant that Israel exports lots of fruits and vegetables, despite its growing number of inhabitants and a difficult climate.

It was a pleasure to meet Carmel Karty and her husband who hosted me first. She took me on interesting trips to the nature reserve nearby and the source of the 23 km long aquaduct to Caesarea. Before we knew we were wading up to our waist in underground tunnels following a guide with a flashlight. Homeopathy brings you everywhere indeed! In the evening we had a BBQ in their lovely garden with wine and good conversation.
Luckily my dog phobia is over: every house has a dog and the master of this one was telling casually how his (who was eating the bones next to our dinner table) was a real killer dog.

The conversation with Carmen next morning made clear she evolved from the formal teachings. My presentation in the teacher’s workshop last week was about believe-systems. Hence we had some common ground for exchanging ideas.  Since we create what we believe, we have to question seriously what lasts when we strip homeopathy from these. And could the fact that we all have our (conscious or unconscious) believe system be the simple answer to the question why so many different systems and approaches all seem to produces good results?EXIF_IMG

After a revitalizing splash in the sea, she left me at a workshop for homeopaths trying to apply Divya Chhabra’s approach. Irith took me home and showed me around. We visited a botanical garden, where we caught the creator and only owner talking with his plants and willing to explain us what he was doing. And since she is grandmother from a most cute little girl of 18 months, the same age of my little granddaughter (while the oldest had her 15th birthday the 6th this month) we HAD to go and visit that little wonder. Grandmothers are the same everywhere I guess…..

Next day She handed me over to Ronit, who would host me for the rest of the week