The wedding yesterday was the brides party. Only women.. plus Kamal and his best man. IT was beautiful and poignant. So good to leave Amirim for a short while and be amidst a celebration.
The music drowned out the fighter planes overhead. The children played and celebrated too. It was a just balance - new beginnings, birth, in the midst of much death and destruction.
Tomorrow night is the feast. The religious Druze leaders will attend, and so there will be no music... it is against the religion.
Tonight, five women from the surrounding area met here for a potluck dinner and meditation upon the above. I lit the entire house by candlelight.
So much pain and so much gratitude exist all at the same time.
To everything there is a season, and I pray that all this war and destruction shall lead to a huge rebirth.