oh the power

I should tape the sound coming through the windows for you. Actually, I did, but I’ll have to wait for it to download from my phone. Smart it may be, but me, not so much. I am keeping the trissim ( heavy metallic blinds) down next to me to keep warmer. Yes, I could turn the heat back on, now that we figured out how to do that, but we can manage a little bit longer without it…as long as my grandson keeps his socks and sweatshirt on. He’s home from school again because half of his nose wasn’t working. He’s quite fine now and quite bored. That’s how we like them. I might take a break to play Uno with him now.

I’m back. I won, but it was pretty close!

The kids’ school told them to dress “like onions” with layers, knowing that the classrooms are not necessarily warm. And our granddaughter says hers is too warm. So we can plead, but they have to learn from consequences, even if we have to suffer them (the consequences) as well. My daughter still walked over today to pick them up because the cars would be crazy waiting to get all the kids in this insanely wonderful rain. Blessings all around.

We finished making a surprise and finished cleaning up. That took longer. My grandson asked “What’s the healthiest thing?”, while eating his hummus sandwich.

I said love.

He didn’t get it.

Here’s the idea that I was thinking about that inspired this post–we don’t really think about the statement “mashiv haruach umorid hageshem”. I did a little googling and actually saw a place called Mashiv Haruach that we could rent if we go travelling up north.

But I was focusing on the power of the wind that brings the rain. Here in Israel, after the past few years of drought, no one takes rain for granted. But to hear the raw power of the wind, to understand that power of G-d, to really get the delicate balance of nature and our limitations, exposed and vulnerable.

The phrase has also been used with the meaning of “returning the soul” for the Israel Defense Forces:

Mashiv HaRuach is committed to reviving IDF pride. Based in the Massuot Yitzchak Forest in Gush Etzion, one of the four communities that fell in 1948, the program gives soldiers the opportunity to learn, discover, and reconnect with the values of the Israel Defense Forces. Through meditation, archaeology, Torah learning, and interactive workshops, the soldiers develop a new connection to the land that they protect. More than 16,000 soldiers participate annually in the program and each soldier leaves enlightened and inspired.

And one more thing that I found while doing the google on the phrase, also with the separate meaning of “returning the soul” of the Jewish people, from Yad Vashem’s website. Do yourself a favor and read the story at the end that accompanies this, but for now, just read ahead.

On August 9, 2010, a concert of Jewish soul music was held in Yad Vashem’s Valley of the Communities. “Mashiv Haruach — From Safed to Jerusalem — A Concert of Jewish Soul Music” was held in the presence of hundreds of Holocaust survivors, next generations and friends of Yad Vashem from Israel and abroad. The towering walls of the Valley, etched with the names of Jewish communities destroyed during the Holocaust, made a perfect and imposing setting – the music soaring out across the Jerusalem hills. The music was a living memorial to the Jewish world destroyed during the Shoah, and the celebration of Jewish life that continues.

Okay, one more thing, “Mashiv Haruach” in the power of music.

Enjoy. Seriously.

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