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STUCK on Beautiful

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It’s war here.

Even though living in the North it’s quiet (aside from the tears and mourning from friends and families of the fallen soldiers who are from up here), I can honestly say that I wouldn’t mind a break from it once in a while.

And, I’m not alone.

One of my friends decided to go on a 3-day detox.  (Not from sugar or wheat, but rather social media, like Facebook and Twitter).

Another friend decided not to participate in the community event in which we created care packages for the soldiers on the border with Gaza – in a way to “protect her children from too much”.

One way I’ve been taking a break from all of this is by continuing to attend my weekly singing group on the kibbutz.

Another break I’ve been taking is by continuing to teach yoga each on the kibbutz.

In other words, instead of crawling up into a ball and literally escaping, I’m escaping by continuing to live.

And this past week, I did something a little different.

I decided to attend a basketball game.

Just to escape.

Last year, I used to attend the weekly Jezreel Valley League basketball games, which my husband was a part of playing on the Hannaton team, until he started to suffer some back pain and decided to quit.

But, this past Monday night, he got a phone call from one of the guys on our kibbutz, asking if he’d be willing to sub in because too many of the men on the team weren’t around.  (They’re “too busy” defending our country.)

And, my husband agreed.

Yet, when I walked up to the court, 5 minutes into the beginning of the game, I thought someone was playing a trick on me.

Why?

Because all I heard was yelling in Arabic.

Kibbutz Hannaton basketball game

On the court of Kibbutz Hannaton.

It didn’t take me long to realize what was going on.

The opposing team was coming from a neighboring community in our municipality.

A Muslim one.

But, the yelling wasn’t anything you may be hearing out of the words of Hamas terrorists or even any recent anti-Israel demonstrations, such as:

“Kill the Jews!” or

“Destroy Israel!”

“Jews back to Birknau.  Hitler was right!”

Instead, the yelling was the typical yelling you hear on a basketball court.

“Hey, ref! That was a foul! Are you blind?”

“Double dribble!!!!”

“Back court! Back court!”

“Rebound!!!! Rebound!!!”

“Nu, ref? Can’t you count? How long you gonna let him stay in the key?”

It was beautiful.

The whole game.

Even though our team was at a disadvantage and didn’t play too well, I enjoyed myself thoroughly.

Just the thought of it.

The image.

Two communities.

Two religions.

Playing basketball in peace.

Giving each other hi-5s and hitting each others’ butts at the end of the game.

Walking off the court together.

Going home.

Peacefully.

It was beautiful.

Especially during these times when so much of the media is being showered with anti-Semitism.

Calling Israel an apartheid state.

Oh, how little do they know.

That Israeli Arabs are full-fledged citizens here.

That have freedom of religion.

And freedom of speech.

And freedom to an education, just like the Jews.

Sure, there’s discrimination.

Just like there is in the States.

Israel is not perfect.

Is there such a perfect place in the world?

But, believe me, there’s more discrimination against many of the lower class Jewish citizens than there is against the Israeli Arabs.

Did you know:

That my dermatologist is Arab?

And so is the surgeon who stitched up my son’s tongue when he split it open running down a hill two years ago (A female Arab surgeon, mind you!);

And so is my dental hygienist.

And so are nearly all the contractors my husband (a builder) works with.

And so are the majority of people living in the Galilee (where my family and I live);

And so is about 20% of the entire Israel population;

And there are 7 Arab seats in the current Israeli Parliament;

And while Arabs are not required to serve in the I.D.F., some (out of gratitude and pride for their country), actually do!

And did you know that I am woken up each morning (at 4 AM, thank you very much) to the Muslim “call to prayer” (and then 4 more times throughout the day) from the surrounding Arab communities’ loudspeakers.

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So, when I read the anti-Semitism and anti-Israeli propaganda (and anti-American propaganda) and sit with not knowing what to do with it (except continue to share articles on Facebook), I think I’m going to just sit with staying stuck on beautiful for a while.

Beautiful that Israel has reached a place where two basketball teams, Jewish and Muslim, can come together and play peacefully.

Without wanting to kill one another.

Without denying each other’s existence.

Just living.

And, letting live.

Just Beautiful.

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Author: Shira Taylor Gura

Well-Being Coach, Podcast Host, Author of the award winning book, Getting unSTUCK: 5 Simple Steps to Emotional Well-Being.

5 thoughts on “STUCK on Beautiful

  1. Shira,

    This is beautifully written. We’re thinking about you all always and love you.

    Love,

    mom

  2. hi shira – This is “just beautiful” in so many ways. Thank you so much for sharing your insights from so close to the war zone. Way better than anything I’m hearing/reading through the mainstream media. Keep it up. As you know, the writing is just such a good way of releasing some of the stress. love allison

  3. Shira,
    This is incredibly beautiful. If only the cynics of the world could read this! Our media is so biased, and the reporting so one-sided. It is hard to find the reporters who would even believe what you have written.
    Keep it up. The good word must be spread!
    Stay safe,Marcia

  4. This hits the nail on the head. As I told one of my friends with whom I was discussing the middle east:

    IF THE ARABS PUT DOWN THEIR ARMS, THERE IS NO WAR. IF ISRAEL PUTS DOWN THEIR ARMS, THERE IS NO ISRAEL!!
    It doesn’t get more basic than that…

  5. Enjoyed your comments so much and totally agree.Thank you for the truth from people that are really in the middle of this.Be safe and God bless.

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