. The End or rather A New Beginning).... (x Photos Karen, Eliya and me at 82 ) X photos of lemons , lemonad and myself at eighty two O M V

   I never considered myself to be 'Religious'...'Spiritual' yes! I had questions, as well as resentment          when I read the "Tenth Commandments", which prohibits people from driving on the Sabbath; our one  and only Day of Rest! My small family of four seldomly went to Synagogue in order to celebrate the Sabbath and Jewish 'High Holidays'... We usually traveled to the several Agricultural Settlements where  most of my parents' family members lived, in order to celebrate with them... As the' Youngest Cousin,' I enjoyed the attention of being "The Baby" but was not jealous at all, when my cousin Ahuva'le arrived and took my place... I was 'In Love' with this tiny new cousin, who had soft blond hair and blue eyes, who became my 'Living Doll!'  

  My greatest wish was always to see the 'Big World'; outside the borders of tiny Israel... Just like my        Vegetarian Parents, I was always looking for 'Unconventional Ways of Healing' and discovered the "Voice  Dialogue Method" as well as "Hypnotherapy", which became the most important tools of healing and was using this 'Mixture' in my Therapy Sessions, with a great success! My office walls were decorated with all kinds of 'Diplomas' as well as one short Prayer, I particularly loved: X " Dear God, grant me the Strength to accept the things I can not change, give me the Courage to change the things I can and the Wisdom, to tell  the Difference"... As time passed by, I learned that 'The End of the World' is not necessarily a 'Bad Thing"...  actually, it is the End of the Disagreements, Hatred, Wars and Separation, in the Chaotic World which we are now living in, which is about to be replaced, by Peace and Love!" Amen!                             

   Several mounts ago, I was diagnosed with the "Beginning of Dementia" (Memory Loss)... I was not          afraid; maybe just a bit sad... So I turned to my 'Sense of Humor' for comfort:X"Do you know what is the best thing about having Dementia?"x I was asking some of my friends, clients and family members;X"We  Forget that we Can Not Remember!... At times, when my 'Inner Child' seems to be worried, I will whisper to it: X"Cheer up kid and listen to the following old advice:x"If life is giving you Lemons, you can always make Lemonade!" (photo of Lemonade and lemons)?

   Throughout our Life's Journey, we will experience periods of Joy, as well as deep Disappointment... Like the time I got sick and had to stay home when our class was going on the "Yearly School Trip", the High Light of the year... We may forget our unfulfilled dreams and wishes but always remember the pain we felt, when we found out that the 'One we Loved is In Love' with someone else'...  As I am writing these lines, Israel, my beloved country of birth, is involved once again in a War for it's Survival, as it was during the 'War of Independence' I experienced in Jerusalem, when I was only four years old...                                

   This current war seems to be the most dangerous one, Israel has experienced so far! I have never before doubted Israel's ability to Win... Now, for the first time, things seem to be different... The Arab countries which are sharing borders with Israel, never hid their desire to destroy it and attempted to do so time after time, since 1948, when Israel was created... This young small country was always able to defeat all of it's enemies however, now it seems to be different... I was attached to the television, worried about the future of Israel, my tiny country of birth and feeling guilty for living in comfort and safely, in 'Sunny California' while my small and beloved Israel, keeps experiencing threats for it's existence, time and time again...

   During this lingering war, all I was able to do besides worry and mourn the loss of the young solders was wishing it will be over soon and pray for a 'Final and lasting Peace' in the 'Middle East'! I am able to feel the pain of those who lost 'Loved Ones' and I feel guilty, for living safely in the U.S, far away from the small country I love so much! Throughout the years, I learned that 'Death' is not the 'End of the world but actually a "New Beginning!" We are told that Death is actually the 'Corridor' which is connecting us to the other dimensions... It is heart breaking, to witness the suffering of so many people, when all I can do is to pray for a 'Lasting Peace', which will finally open for us the doors to the "5th Dimension"; our peaceful and loving  new Home, to which we arrive after our death...  

  On December 7th, (**MN THE WAR BEGAN OCT 7) I slipped in our garden and broke my left leg...It was the same day when this latest  war in Israel began... Many people (mostly in my age group) began to 'Isolate', suffering from all kind of Health Issues, which are typical to old Age... I have been staying home most of the time; going over 'Old Blogs' and correcting spelling mistakes or changing sentences, while dealing with the pain of my 'Broken Ankle'... I  have written before how one of my greatest pleasures during my childhood, was to spend time with my beloved Grandfather 'Saba Eliyahu'! Years later, after my Granddaughter Elyah learned to talk, I would often say to her: "I am your Savta"(Grandma in Hebrew)X"What are You to me little Ellie?" and was listening with delight to her 'Baby Voice' saying: "Don't you remember Savta? You always tell me  that I am the "Love of Your Life!"..."

   I would now like to share with you dear readers, that last year after turning Eighty One I was diagnosed with "The beginning of Dementia" (Memory loss)... So far Science has been unable to discover a proper cure... I met with our Lawyer in order to find out, about Legal and peaceful ways to 'Get out of my body' when this 'Dementia' hits me and before it takes over... One of the gifts I received at my birth, was the "Freedom from Fear"! Besides Traditional Therapy I have always been looking for new Unconventional Healing Methods, like Clinical Hypnotherapy which helped remove my clients Emotional Pain and help them become happier people, who are able to overcome their Fears and other Emotional Disturbances   My Dad used to say to me: "When people get old Shira, life seems to pass by way to fast!" Therefore    we should always remember to be grateful for the 'Good Times' we have and pray they show up often!" 

  It is hard to believe I have just written the 'Final Page' of my Book! I am experiencing a mixture of Joy Excitement and Great Satisfaction; mixed with a few drops of Sadness.... It is now time to say Good By    I wish to thank you Dear Readers, for allowing me to share with you my Life's Story... I hope I was able  to help you remove some of the 'Pain and Burdens', we all face during our 'Life Journey to the up coming Fifth Dimension'... There is a good chance that because of my 'Advancing age' of 82; I may not have to wait in the long line! In this case, I promise to save you 'Good X Seats, right next to me...Until then allow me to wish you an enjoyable and safe Journey! 'See You All in the Fifth Dimension!' I can  hardly wait!

 With love and light, Shira

                                                     

                                                                         THE END  

                                                         ( Or rather a New Beginning )                                                                                                                                             

                                                                  

                                                                      

 

Almost the end V, XX OO v

Hello everyone,

    I was encouraged by my blog Readers to turn the blog in toX a book. "It seems that you had very            Interesting Life Shira! You should write a book about it!"xThey were telling meX"What do you mean x'Had'? I still Do!" Came my answer... Unlike some in my age group, I feel very fortunate to be in       good health  (Eighty three soon)... Recently I noticed that my 'Sense of Humor' begins to slow down          a bit, especially during the unpleasant moments of 'Memory Loss' (when I need it the most!) I was encouraged by my doctor, family members and friends, to be tested for the possibility of Dementia          or Alzheimer...Unlike most people in my age group (Eighty three next June 3rd) my memory is still      strong (Most of the time) Lately, I was advised by my Primary doctor to make an appointment at the  Cedar Sinai Hospital for a Five Hours Test of "Memory Loss, without a break... I was exhausted by        the time this ordeal was over and could see the concerned looks of my family members and friends          as I was sharing with them this latest information... By now dear readers, you may realize X hat the word 'Fear', was very Seldom a   part  of my Vocabulary... X When asked why did it take me so long, to share my latest diagnosis, I joked that  the reason I did not complain about my memory lose, is that I did not remember I was loosing it..."X

   Several weeks later Dr R left a message, asking for Rabbi Karen Deitsch (my daughter) to call him       in order to discuss my Test Results...'Why does he want to talk to my daughter and not to me?' I was wondering... Karen who called after their conversation, sounded very calm; a bit too calm..."What did     the doctor tell you Karen? Is it Dementia, Alzheimer or half and half?" I was joking... Karen did not laugh, insisting there will not be a final diagnosis before I see one more doctor (another Specialist) in order to come to the final conclusion... A month later I had one more Test, which this time lasted one   hour only (Thank God!) I have written before about 'Cousin Marcia', Al's cousin, who was with me   when I received the results of my Medical Tests." Marcia, you sound more Nervous then I am ! Did      you forget whom you areXdealing with? I am Fearless Shira! who is now facing the biggest health challenge I ever faced before expect to came through with "Flying x Colors!"

   I have written before about my parents, who were among the 'Early Pioneers to established the first Vegetarian Village in Israel. They intended to grow vegetables with out using the dangerous      Toxic Chemicals in the fertilizers, which 'Poison' the fruit and vegetables..."People should Never Eat  Meat! Just think Xof the terrible pain these poor animals experience when they are slaughtered! We have  no right to make them suffer, they want to live just like we do!"X I could understand why people were killing Snakes and other dangerous animals, which may attack us, but the poor cows, lambs, chickens   and cute rabbits, never harmed anyone! x 'How terribly cruel it is, to cause them pain and suffering  to  and worst of all: Eat Them!"... Some of my school friends parents came to our house, complaining that because of me, their children are refusing to "Eat meat"!    which gave my parents the opportunity, to try convert them to Vegetarianism...  

   My parents were practicing 'Meditation', which they learned from books, way before it became    popular in the Western World... There was a large library in our house: "Health and proper Eating      Avoid Toxic food, Say No to Western Medicine, You Are what you Eat" and others... I would 'Inherit' some of these books... Rami, my 'Meat loving' brother, who rebelled against our parents, the "Crazy Vegetarianisms!"  declard he had no interest in these 'Stupid Books'!...  Reading was always one of my Greatest Passions'! After Al and I got married, I did my best to be a devoted wife and and good mother while teaching 'Jewish Studies' in a small Hebrew School... After many changes, our small family settled down in Los Angeles, where I would become a"Clinical Hypnotherapist" and several years later received my P.h.D in Psychology... "Do you realize that Shira never stopped going to school?!" My youngest nephew said with astonishment to his parents. 

  Throughout the years, Al and I created several groups of good friends, who came to visit and stayed   with us for long or short visits... Some arrived from New Jersey, in the East Coast , where Al grew up   and others from Israel and Italy, staying at our home for short and long periods... Our guests stopped coming, after anther 'Uninvited Guest' arrived; the Covid-19 Pandemic"! As it was spreading around      the Globe, the death toll was rising and people were hiding at home, afraid to go out, 'Glued' to the T.V screen and were watching with horror, how this 'unheard of pandemic', was sending thousands of sick people to over crowded Hospitals and Morgues... As the Death Toll was rising, socializing came to a complete stop! No more visiting friends or attending Dinner Parties at each other's homes... People      were fearing this new diseases, which was spreading around the world like a Wild Fire... 

   Besides the pandemic other disasters were taking place around the Globe: Violence, Civil unrest and         Political corruption, Elections fraud, Rape, Ban on legal Abortions, Books were removed from schools and libraries, as well as Gun Control... We were watching on television the  'Police Brutality' and the bitter  long war between Russia and Ukraine, which gave birth to rumors and fears about a Third World War! On the T.V screen we were able to see Fire consuming homes and forests, Earthquakes, Torrential    Rain, Floods as well as starving, sick refuges with their children, who escaped to the to the United States and excperienced their hopes crushed, before being sent back ...     

  After the Corona Pandemic came under control, I was finally able to deal with my deep pain, over the loss of Al; my Beloved Husband and Best Friend over fifty years... I hesitated to go back to work concerned about the "Foggy Forgetfulness", which was invading my brain from time to time... X"Why  don't you Meditate Shira, as you told us to do, whenever we were having dark thoughts? It really helped  us, you know!" I was told after after sharing my 'latest diagnosis'..."You seem to be more frightened then me!"X I was laughingx "By now, you should know that I have always been free of Fear!" Though I have to admit, that in spite of my 'Bravery', I was going through a few 'Dark Moments' of my own'...    

  I can't remember when I first noticed, that "My Memory", which I was always so proud of was starting    to slow down... For the first time in my life, I was experiencing 'Real Fear'...X"What if my Memory is going to disappear?"x... The doctors were unable to find a solution to this problem...I was thinking about all the people I knew; who were losing their memory and their families and friends, who were forced to see their 'loved ones', going through pain and lingering decline... I began to search and was looking in to several "Alternative Healing Methods"; like Proper Nutrition, Meditation as well as Acupuncture and several other kinds of 'Natural Help'( No medicine)... I was always looking for the latest information about  dealing with "Dementia" (Memory decline) other new Methods of Healing; this time, it was not only for my my clients, but for me as well...  

   I would like to invite you, dear readers, to visualize yourselves lifting up your wine glasses and sing together with me, the familiar song from the musical "Fiddler on the Roof": "Let's drink to Life Lechaim! Lechaim, Lechaim to Life!"! Then lift our real or imagined wine glass and add: "To Life in the Fifth Dimension!" X Below are several photos I took  of my x'Dog-Lover' Granddaughter Eliya; holding, hugging and kissing, several dogs which belonging to  to members of our small family in California and declaring she is going to become a Veterinarian!

Savta Shira with Eliyah	Eliyah and Koah	Eliyah with Moses	Eliyah and Bear

With Love and Light,
Shira

Unexpected Challenges. XX Photos below Add more V , Photo of Karen Eliya and me OO

Name/ photos of ambulance and hospital

Essie (Ace)

    Several weeks after my birthday celebration, my granddaughter Eliyah asked me to take her for a swim at our pool... After Al's passing, Karen asked Essie (his devoted care taker)    if he would stay in order to keep me company:X"So my Mom wouldn't be all by herself in such a big house"x... He gladly agreed! During his stay with us, Essie became a part of our family, this time however he was not at home and in spite of Ellie's protests, I insisted that We wait for the swimming, until he comes back X We should always have someone near by' when we go to swim!"X Explained the reason why... After Essie returned, the two of us got out of the pool and began to walk up the stairs, in order to change our wet bathing suit; when I slipped and began X tumbling down...  Even though I did not break any limb before; the sharp pain in my left leg told me it was broken! I called for Essie, who came running, instructed him to phone Karen and Greg (Karen's patienter) and call an Ambulance... My pain told me it was not just a simple fall... It was all taking place  on December 7th, when the horrifying Murder (rather slaughter) of young Israelis vacationers,who were peacefully sleeping, after celebrating an evening of singing and dancing, on their yearly vacation...

      During the commotion, my poor Granddaughter Ellie, was sitting on the sofa crying... In spite           of  my terrible pain, I did my best to comfort her: "I will be all right Sweetheart, don't be so scared               "I  slipped and hurt my leg, not a big deal! Didn't You ever fall and hurt yourself?" I told her as      calmly could  ('cringing' with pain)... "But I Heard you say that you think your leg is broken!" Eliyah answered in a trembling voice."Don't worry my baby, even if it is broken, the doctor would fix it!" The ambulance took me to the 'Argent Care Clinic' and after a long (and painful) waiting, the X-Ray showed that my ankle was broken in two places...I was fitted with a Temporary Cast and instructed to stay in bed for the next two weeks, before coming back, to find out how the broken bone was mending...x "In this case you most probably, have to undergo a surgery and be fitted with a cast"...x

   After returning home, I was sleeping most of the time; thanks to the powerful 'Pain Killer Medicine'    the doctors prescribed... Being an active person, made it challenging and frustrating to be restricted to  bed! My Spiritual Advisor Ellen said, that Humanity is about to move from the 3rd Dimension, which      is our present home, to the 5th  Dimension;our Spiritual Home.."Your job Shira, is to write a book to prepares people for this Highly Important up coming Event!" I was told by Ellen. However, until my accident, I did not find the time to write, since I was always busy with my family, clients and friends.        It seems as if the only way, to make me sit and write the book, was to " Break a leg, in order to 'Down  load me' with a New Information, regarding the upcoming big changes Humanity is about to go through

    In spite of my optimism and sense of humor, I was having doubts, regarding my"New Job" which seems to be 'Preparing People', for the up coming journey, to the 5th Dimension... In the meantime, I    was 'Restricted to Bed'; experiencing a new and unfamiliar emotion, of feeling sorry for myself... I read    a lot, wrote in my blog, watched TV and was glad to see my friends and family members, who came to visit...  My "Playful Inner Child", was handing my visitors, crayons and markers, to 'decorating my Cast' a  request to which they enthusiastically agreed! It was amusing, to watch the 'childish excitement' on the face of my 'grown up' friends, whose playful inner kids', were suddenly set free...It seemed as if a door opened up, so they could go back in time, to the care free days of childhood, when there was nothing as exciting, as drawing on A Cast, which covered a broken leg...

  Two weeks later, the doctor called to informed me, that the Bone was not mending...         A Surgery would be necessary after all and I have to go back to Cedars Sinai... While        in the hospital, I befriended a few of the medical staff and was sharing with them the information about "Oneness Consciousness and Unconditional Love"...My new friends were nodding their heads hesitantly; probably wondering why I was not 'locked up' in        the Psychiatric Word... A handful of people (mostly from the Cleaning Crew) who were fascinated, by my Theories of the 'After Life'; asked for my phone number, so they could come for Hypnosis X Sessions...Back home I was lying in bed, using Al's old Wheel Chair to move around and feeling sorry for myself; an emotion, which was foreign to me... Even though, I was an avid reader, I found myself unable to concentrate; trying to find the right position for my Broken Leg, which was now, in heavy cast... I was restless and irritable, which was not at all like me, and was spending most of my time in bed; watching Television and programs I usually don't look at...

   On the morning of October 8th, I woke up early, feeling sorry for myself, after  restlessly turning around in bed, trying to find a more comfortable position ,for my broken leg; I turned on the television, which during these long weeks of isolation became my 'Life Line', to the outside world and was alarmed and shocked to learn about the Horrific Massacre, which took place at the Nova Festival in Israel, where women, men and children,were brutally attacked, raped or killed, then taken hostage to the Tunnels of Gaza...

   I began to call my family and friends in Israel, to find out, how they were all doing... It seems as if everyone was in a state of shock! As the days passed on, more terrifying information began to arrive describing the Brutality and Torture, the kidnapped Israelis, were experiencing, at the hands of "Hamas Terror Organization"... During the first three months after my surgery, when I was practically bed ridden my life lines, besides the telephone, included the American and Israeli television News Stations. In spite of my usual optimism, I was experiencing moments of deep sadness, unfamiliar loneliness and feelings   of loss and depression, trying my best, not to sink into Melancholy and Self pity...

   Many years ago, my mother told me, that "Turning Old is not a Picnic"... When Karen was a baby       Al and I used to fly to Florida, to visit his 'Widowed Father', as well as several aunts and uncles from  New Jersey, who moved to Miami after retirement; in order to escape the cold and freezing winters of        New Jersey... I was deeply touched by the joy and excitement, they all welcomed us and the Love they showered on our baby Karen... Their Loneliness and longing for their grandchildren in New Jersey, used  to break my heart... Now, after experiencing the loss of my own grandparents, parents, relatives, good friends and my husband; I was wondering, if during the time I become their age; it would be my turn to  go through the same Loneliness and Isolation...

   In order to shake away these gloomy thoughts, I would tell myself, the Magic Words:"Delete, Delete" and used the power of Positive thinking, as well as my Creative Imagination and Visualization, to chase these thoughts away... However, lying alone in bed and looking at the cast on my broken leg, did not do much, to encourage my 'Positive Thinker' to show up... What did help, was spending time with my tiny family of three; Karen, Greg and my sweet Granddaughter Eliyah:"The love of my life!"..."Talking to some  of my 'few friends' in the hospital, was very depressing; some were having a problem with their hearing and others, seemed to be suffering from different degrees of Dementia...I decided to go back to   start using again the 'Transcendental Meditation', I learned years before, at the 'Center of Actualization     I also allowed myself to shed a few tears ,when I was feeling sorry for myself; which was not very often

   Several mouths would pass, before the cast was removed and I was able to walk again... Meantime I  was mostly in bed, watching on T.V, the war in Israel, which was raging for months, as the hostages were held in the underground tuneless of Gaza... Israel seemed to be torn apart politically; many in the south of the country, were getting killed and wounded and others, were evacuated to the center of Israel...It seemed as if the whole world has been going Mad and the old, peaceful way of life we experienced until now, will never come back...  The few friends in my age group (81) were having all kinds of health issues Hearing Walking, losing their memory, getting in and out of hospitals and at one point forgetting who I was...

   Our familiar way of life, seemed to have changed forever! Waves of Antisemitism, were spreading        in the U.S, Europe and other parts of the world... Violent Demonstrations and Political Disagreements were taking place, almost on a daily basis... On the T.V. screen, we could watch the violence and chaos    in High schools and Universities... Dark rumors about an up coming Third World War, were spreading around like black clouds, pushed forward by the winds of Hatred... I kept on reminding myself, that not "All is Bad;"... life seems to go on after all... Kids are busy with their games and Spring seems to be on  it's way ready to paint over the 'Grayness' of winter and colorful flowers and trees, were wearing proudly   wearing their New Green Leaves.... X" What is going to be with my poor little Israel?"X I was unable to stop watching the news, on the American and Israeli channels, which were covering the war in Gaza,and was worried about the kidnapped Israelis in Gaza; trying to keep in touch with my family members and the few close friends I still had in my beloved small little and vulnerable country; Israel...

   Even though I am not Religious, I often close my eyes and prey for Peace... Reminding myself that   Hope is stronger then Fear, Laughter wipes away Tears, Joy is greater then Sadness and Love overcomes Hate!  It was not always easy, to be convinced...The recovery of my Broken Leg was taking a long time what about my Broken Heart? And feeling of guilt, for living in comfort and safety, in the U.S, while in Israel, the people I love, are exposed to daily dangerous......A year later, with the war in Israel still raging we celebrated my Granddaughter's Eliyah, seventh Birthday! "You know Savta" Eliyah said to me; "Six years old is still young, but Seven"... "Wait until you turn eighty  one!" I said pointing at myself... My "Ellie" burst into a loud laughter and gave me a big hug...

Celebration XX V, Photos Moved add a photo of me at eighty.(Al's age) OO

   Al and I bought our first home about a year after moving to California...It was a two-story red brick house, located in Studio City; with a small pool and room for a garden, where our three year old daughter, Karen,  'helped us' plant some flowers and carrots... We added a "swing set",  a small 'Play house' and were ready to 'Finally Settle Down'... Both Al and I were very social; we loved guests, enjoyed entertaining the new friends we made in L.A., and the visitors who flew in from  N.Y, New Jersey, Washington D.C, Puerto Rico, Italy and guests from Israel...We were able to convince  a handful of family members, from the East Coast; to join us as 'Permanent Residents' in our Sunny California: Al's younger brother Steve, who just graduated from Law School, in the east coast, came from New Jersey, to live near us, cousin Marcia, younger then me in two years, who became my beloved 'Cousin in Law 'Soul sister and 'Best friends'... I was delighted, to be a part of a warm and loving family with whom we would celebrate our holidays, birthdays, weddings, anniversary's and be together for one another in difficult and painful times ,which 'Life' may put on our way', from time to time...

   The years were passing by fast, before realizing it, our 'Little Karen' ,who lived for a while in            New Zealand, Australia and Israel, moved back to the U.S. to study at Hebrew Union Collage.               We never 'dreamt', that our  'one and only daughter', would become an Ordained Rabbi...Al and                 I found ourselves, going through the "Empty Nest Syndrome" and decided it may be time, we             also  make a change...We began to look for the right house and eventually found one... It was       partially  built, which enabled us to  have our own input during the process of completing it!  The fact we were very busy with this new project, left us with little time, to worry about our ''Nomadic' Only Child, who was "Still Running all over the world!", just like the two of us did alone and together, so many years before...

   Our first house in Studio City was located at the Bottom of a tall mountain (No view). The new one       in Sherman Oaks, was built on Top of the tallest mountain in the neighborhood and had 'Breath Taking' view from three sides... There was enough space for a garden, several fruit trees and a small swimming pool at the Backyard'. There was room for a Swing Set and a small Play House, for our future Grandchild Eliyah, who would arrive several years later, after Karen received her credentials as a 'Rabbi' and settled down in Studio City, one street away from her childhood home... Eventually, years later it would be the very same neighborhood, where she would be living with Greg and our 'One and only' beloved Grand daughter Eliyah'...

                       Our newly built home, pool, garden and ' Karen's Playhouse' in Sherman Oak

  Al and I lived in our new home for many blissful years... It was a good life! Just as in our previous      home, this one, was also full with friends and visitors; who came from all over the world...Years later     after Al's passing, at the age of Eighty three, it was good to have Karen and her tiny family, live near      by... It would help me deal better with the loneliness I was left with, after my beloved husband's Al's Departure... At one point, as my 80th birthday was approaching, I was asked by Karen, to give some thoughts and ideas, to the place I would like to celebrate it...  After considering several options, Karen  and I decided, that rather  then having the party in a restaurant, we would celebrate it at my present    house in Sherman Oaks, the place Al and I created together and enjoyed so much...

    Women only were invited... Among them several of Karen's school friends,who used to be frequent       visitors at our Studio City home... Since we had only one child, Al and I were always delighted to have   Karen's friends at our home! Her friends knew, that besides being a Psychologist, I was a Hypnotherapist   a fact which fascinated them...They often shared their problems with me and I loved to work with them (Free of charge!) After receiving their parents consent... In the following years, these former Teens, got married had kids and delighted me with an occasional visit ...Through out the years, after Al's passing Karen X would invite these friends to celebrate my birthday at our home, together with few of Albie and my friends:xX"Those who are still Ticking!" (As Al used to say) After considering several options for the party, Karen and I decided to have a "Five O'clock Tea", like the one I was introduced to, in my youth, during my first trip to England...

. Shira on Mother's day	Marcia and Shira playing "Twins"	With Karen on Shira's 80's birthday	With Etel

    Al's cousin Marcia, was a year younger then me... We always felt more like Sisters, then "Cousins          in Law"...The two of us had a lot in common: We were both teachers who loved to laugh ,were avid Readers', enjoyed Intellectual Discussions', Classical Music ,Theater, Movies and were sharing a similar playful (a 'bit childish') Sense of Humor...After settling in California, Al and I convinced Marcia, to move  from Florida to LA, where she became a 'Loving Aunt' to four years old Karen and was our closest Family Member! We celebrated together all the holidays and Birthday parties;. We were delighted to  have a family member living near us, beside the friends we made in Los Angeles. We were able to  "Import" Al's younger brother Steve (who just graduated from Law school) and several years later  Nephew Glen Deitsch, from new Jersey, who was happy to settle in Sunny California... We  finally had      a 'Small Family' to share with us Holidays, Anniversaries and other happy events...Years later Cousin Marcia's small family of three, left us to settle in Miami, to take care of her aging parents...We kept in touch by phone, emails and and visits back and fourth, but it was not the same as having them close by 

    Years later, I called Marcia, to ask if she could "Please come and help me, with the celebration of my  80's birthday"... Her answer was very short:"Love To!  Marcia was able to find in L.A, a restaurant which was serving (and delivering) Authentic English "High Tea"... Besides Tea, the menu offered small cakes named "Scones and Crumpets" which we jokingly named; "Stones and Trumpets"...There was a variety  of  'Open face sandwiches', as well as cookies and cakes... For this Special Occasion, I used the 'Fine China' Al and I received as our Wedding Gifts, which amazingly, survived our six moves: Puerto Rico Atlanta, Augusta, Miami and Los Angeles which would be our final destination...

   This party gave me the opportunity, to invite 'who ever was Left' , from our old friends...As well as          a few previous clients, I befriended through out the years (in spite of the fact that:"Psychologists are       not supposed to befriend their Clients"...)"Other guests were a few of Karen's friends, among them        her best friend Alison, from fourth grade; whom I nicknamed "My second daughter!" The "High Tea"   was delivered to our house, which was decorated with colorful flowers from our garden...

   I  also arranged for a Workshop about the "Power of Positive Thinking" which was given by Dr     Ethel.  Marcia ordered colorful hats, decorated with paper flowers,which the guests tried on and exchanged between them: "In order to match the colors of our outfits": The hats made the house look    like a lovely "Garden of Women"... It was the first party I hosted without Al (my husband and best friend  and couldn't help feeling sad; wishing he was there with us in spirit...My pain lifted, as I looked through the window at my granddaughter Eliyah and her best friend, shrieking with joy, as they were running in the garden, chasing butterflies with 'Moses' barking and running close behind.. For some reason, this memory is my Sweetest Memory from that day... I have to admit that after the guests left I began to feel lonely and  a bit sad... It was not easy admitting (even to myself) that I am getting old...X"I can't believe I am Eighty   I don't think I look a day older then sixty, right?" I asked my image in the mirror:X"Maybe even younger!x What do you think? But I recived no answetr... I wounder why?

 

 

                                                                           THE  END

 

As time goes by... V, X OO V

Hello everyone,

   My book was almost completed... It is was time to find a suitable publisher... I have been finding out     it  is not an easy task, especially during the Corona Pandemic,which seemed to be out of control... I    have been busy helping my clients to deal with their fears of this a new frightening decease, as well as taking care of my darling husband, whose health has been deteriorating fast...Karen, with her baby girl  our beloved grand daughter Eliyah, were staying with us, since her Israeli father Ilan, got stuck in Israel because of the pandemic... Our sweet Grand child, became the main source of joy, while her bed ridden grandfather; my dear husband Al ...  For quiet some time, I have been hearing the Nagging voice, of my Inner Critic, saying :"Don't you think  it is about time, to turn this blog into a book?!" "Who has extra  time for it?" My 'Inner Complainer' was saying... But I could no longer ignore the needs of my Inner writer, storyteller and Poet, which was nagging me to:"Finally finish this book!"x One day I had a great idea; "Instead of starting to write a book, how about turning my Blog in to one! I could use what I have written so far, go ahead and do it!

  There was plenty to write about... I can clearly remember the day, when Al was watching the news   about the New Virus, which was spreading from China to the Far and Middle East, as well as to Europe moving on to Africa, South America, the U.S, Canada, New Zealand and Australia... We were watching on the T.V, the over-crowded hospitals, with the exhausted Doctors and Nurses, trying to take care of the sick and the dying, looking as if they were on the verge of collapsing themselves... The Schools, Malls and Stores, as well as Theaters and Restaurants were empty... Terrified people around the world, were learning a new word: "Lock down"!  Almost overnight, Life as we knew it began to change into Unfamiliar Reality of people with Masks, standing in long lines for the Supermarkets, only to find most of the shelves bare and drive back home, empty handed on the deserted freeways ...

Savta Shira 

Grand child Eliya   

  Terrified people were locked up in their homes; hiding from the 'Corona Virus', the Unknown Monster, which came to darken our previous clear blue sky... I began the job of turning my blog into a book... My inspiration was 'The  Dairy of was Ann Frank'... Just  like her, I was about twelve years old when I began to write a dairy and kept on writing, in a thick notebook, with golden letters on the cover  I would Finlay 'graduating' to an old type writer and few years later to an  Electronic One, until we came to the age of Computers; just in time to begin writing my Blog which was the foundation or my future book...

   Shortly after the Corona Virus arrived at the United States, I had a great idea! Since most people were staying home, afraid to get out of their houses, it may be a golden opportunity, to go over the posts in my blog and begin to make the necessary corrections, in order to turn it into a book... My young friend Sean (whom I nicknamed "Sean-Sean") has been helping me with the technical part' of decorating the pages with photographs, which would help to break, the monotony of the written words and add some color to the story of my life... In a way, this pandemic, especially the Lock down; arrived as a blessing which gave  me the time I need to turn my blog into a book... I have been sitting for hours (sometimes late into the night) going over the posts, changing sentences, correcting spelling, as well as grammar mistakes (After  all English is not my Mother's Tongue... ) At my Inner Child's request (rather Nagging)I began 'decorating'  the pages of this future book, with photographs and caricatures, in order to add some color and humor to  the more Serious Topics. After all, moving from one state of being into another (3rd to the 5th Dimension) is not such a simple or easy matter... 

   As I review my blog, I come to realize that (most of the time) I had a good and blissful life; where my  'dreams', wishes and expectations were (almost always ) Fulfilled X Above all, I am fortunate to have my grand daughter Eliyah, who has been filling my heart with love and joy, especially after her Grandfather (Papa) my husband Al past away... I am so happy that Al was fortunate enough, to enjoy our precious Eliyah, for the last three years of his life! I often think about the week before Al's passing, when we celebrated his 85th birthday at home. Al was sitting in his large armchair, supported by pillows with Karen, myself and a handful of family members sitting around him...When his favorite chocolate cake arrived, we started to sing: "♪ Happy birthday dear Papa happy birthday to you!.... Eliyah put a piece      of cake in Al's mouth, licking the chocolate from her small fingers... I was watching Al, looking at her with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness and love and I had to wipe my tears... Several days after Al's passing, we celebrated Eliyah's third birthday... After all "Life must go on!" Karen and I where telling   each other and wiping our tears...

   A few mouths after starting kindergarten, Ellie decided to wear "A different shoe on each foot!" When   I tried to convince her that people do not do that, she told me:" I Do Savta! It is My Style!" After several attempts of trying to talk my 'Stubborn Granddaughter' to"Please change your shoes!" and receiving the powerful and final answer: "No! I already told you Savta, this is My Style now!" I decided to give up:"If you can't win - join in!" I told myself and decided to "copy" Ellie's "style", by wearing shoes of different colors as well; to her great delight!  People have been saying that Eliyah looks very much like me (to my great delight!) But she insists she looks just like "Ima"; her mom and my daughter...

About a year after Al's passing, a welcomed addition joined our tiny family...His name is Gregory and he  is Karen's "New Man!  Greg is adored by Karen and Eliyah, as well as by me, who is delighted to look at  this Loving Triangle...Observing the three of them together and witnessing their playful interaction, is my Moment of Happiness!' X This "Threesome loving combination", is a wonderful answer for my "Grand Motherly" prayers... Seeing them together helps me deal with the emptiness, which was left in my heart after losing Al, my husband of fifty yeas...

Karen and Greg		Ellie's shoe style	'Savta' "Copying" Ellie's style	The Happy Family!

    I would now like to share with you, several amazing photographs, sent by an anonymous reader            of my blog...These photos took me back many years ago, to the time I was serving in the military and   was In charge of 'Reserved Solders', in case of an attack by one (or more) of our 'Next Door' Arab neighbors... I was sitting at my desk, in front of the only small window in the room, looking at the walls which were "decorated" from floor to ceiling, with files of Reserved Solders,who completed their two years of military service and were required to attended "Training" once a year, in order to be ready for 'Mobilization, in case of an attack by one of our three Arab Neighbors'; Egypt, Jordan and  Syria...       

  These Arab countries, never liked our Jewish Israel, tried to destroy it three times and Failed!...The whole world (except the Arabs) celebrated with us our Victory! I was often going to the one window, in my small office and looked through the one window, at the and peaceful blue Mediterranean Sea; wishing I could escape my dreary office and go for a refreshing swim, in the inviting blue Mediterranean water of  below and get away for a while, from the grey and choking room, I was 'locked up in'...X"It feels as if I am a Prisoner here!" I complain to my superior officer, who smiled his fatherly smile before saying to me "Don't  ever forget that Israel is our only country! We were born here and should gladly protect it, even if it means that we have to fight against all our Hateful Neighbors!"

   After my commanding officer left the room, I walked to the window and took in a deep breath of salty air, then walked back to my desk, to look at the paper work in front of me...I then too a blank  piece of paper and began to write a poem, as I often did when I felt 'down and alone'... The only thing I remember from this poem, is one line:"Butterflies are flowers yearning to be free!" X The photos below may be such flowers, which amazingly resemble people, babies, birds, monkeys and hearts. Most probably such flowers always existed, but were not noticed until this one incredible unknown photographer, brought them to our attention... Unfortunately I was unable to find out the source of these amazing photos, so I would be able  to acknowledge, congratulate and give thanks to the gifted artist who took them...

White egret	Hawks	Parrots	Swooping eagle	Monkey	Babies in baskets

Ballerina	Lady taking a bow	Dancing friends	Naked men	Beggar	Hearts

With Love and Light,
Shira