10th of September 2026
28th of Elul, 5786
25 years from 11th September, 2001
One day before 5787
Shabbat Shalom and a peaceful and sweet Rosh Hashana.
I was going to write a simple New Year message, but you know me,
nothing turns out the way I planned it! Rosh Hashanah is celebrated on the
first day of Tishrei which is actually the seventh month, which means that my random musings are
an inherited Jewish issue!! Anyway, until yesterday evening and a young man
named Niv, you were going to get a short note and I was going off to continue
my cooking, table setting and general preparations for the 20 people coming to
us for the Friday night/ first night Rosh Hashana meal. Niv simply blew my mind
away, causing deep emotions to surface and admiration beyond all expectations, a
surge of empathy, pride and respect. A deep understanding the behind politics
and the general cacophony of criticism, there are real heroes on our doorstep.
That is my Rosh Hashana message. Forget the cacophony, live with the pride.
So last evening the Bet Halochey hOr, literally translated meaning "House
of the Warriors of Light." The wellness centre at the heart of our estate,
held a Rosh Hashana Fair full of goodies. A few of us chose to go to the
auditorium to hear a talk by a young man named Niv, a young man with a magical
smile which clearly hid enormous tragedy. Niv stood on the stage alone and
behind him, on the screen, were the words, you can’t see it on me, can you? With
before and after photos. Niv suffers from severe PTSD,
When Niv was about to enlist, he could have used both his mother’s
influence and his own brightness to go to a top intelligence unit but he chose
to follow in his father’s footsteps and join the Engineering Unit. Not just the
Engineers, but a special unit call “Yahalom”. Yahalom meaning Diamond;
short for Special Operations Engineering Unit is the elite special operations unit
of the Israel Defense Forces the unit specialises in complex, high-risk
engineering and covert combat. He arrived at the site of the devastation of
October 7th and into Gaza where he worked virtually non-stop,
refusing to rest until his job was done, until late November 2024 when his body
simply collapsed. Why on earth would I tell you this story when all you want is
to prepare your chicken soup and kneidlach and think sweet thoughts? Because
Niv represents so much of what we are.
Yesterday, as he stood on the stage, speaking quietly and
naturally, he told us about the retreats in Panama. Without a structured
transition, that gap between war and peace can become dangerous. In uncontained
environments, the search for quiet can slide into disconnection, and the
absence of boundaries can lead to unhealthy coping mechanisms, including
substance use, isolation, and emotional collapse. He showed us photographs of
surfing, swimming exercise and fun, but spoke about the psychological support
programmes. He and some friends began a programme of their own, an “ozen kashevet”
a listening ear for others who suffer PTSD.
As I heard him speak, I felt that this is a story I recognised, but
from where? Then the penny dropped; my granddaughter Talia had volunteered in
such a place when she was in Panama this summer! I called her immediately and
she asked for a photo of Niv and yes, she had met him and heard him speak when
she was at the retreat in Panama.
Niv’s story is the one you will never hear on CNN, BBC, or read in
the Guardian or NYT but it is a story of heroism beyond politics, of loyalty beyond
necessity and the story that isn’t told unless you really listen. Niv and
friends created a Website called HATITUDE and they created hats (HATitude) and
Tshirts. Niv is one of the models! https://hatitude.co.il/en
Perhaps one of the most hopeful things happening in our part of the
world is the work of IMPACT-se. Work that gives hope for change in 5787. With
enormous gratitude to our CEO, Marcus Sheff, and his remarkable team, we have
not simply exposed intolerance in education; we have worked to change it.
Through our educational programmes, tens of thousands of children in Judea and
Samaria and Gaza have been introduced to ideas of tolerance, coexistence and
respect for others, with the help of Professor Mohammed Dajani Daoud. 93,500
Arab school students in East Jerusalem are learning through this
revised curriculum. Ultimately, real change begins in the classroom, with the
next generation. https://impact-se.org/
My wish for you, dear friends, is that this will be a year of
kindness, wellness, love, gentleness to others and to ourselves; and the
strength to believe in ourselves, irrespective of which direction we pray in,
what language our blessings, what colour our skin, how we dress, rich and poor
alike. Perhaps to think of the bravery of Niv, who through his pain thinks only
of helping others to stand on their feet and reach out to others.
The aromas of chicken soup, roast beef, various meats and treats fill
the air, each apartment bringing its culinary traditions with it. The table
will be set soon, the red, juicy pomegranate seeds in their little dishes, the
apple and honey beside each plate, the blessings will be recited over the sweet
challah, the wine and a multitude of symbols which have blended from the various
countries and absorbed traditions of our dispersion.
The Maccabeats sing a song which encapsulates the meaning of these
Holy Days. https://youtu.be/pn9QgBNgl1w?si=u19JgFEKRuTbib_U
Bob Dylan, not only poet, songster but in many ways a prophet,
sings of how the “Times are aChangin’” https://youtu.be/90WD_ats6eE?si=n52mdwaP6PADgday
From Boys town in Jerusalem which gives boys from disadvantaged
backgrounds in Israel with the education, support, and love they need to build
a brighter future. A truly happy song about peace…. May the one who creates peace on high bring peace to us and to all
Israel. And we say: Amen.. https://youtu.be/cPMjE5sToQg?si=36ezV8LDwikNx6T9
Thank you for listening to my musings over the years. Please God in
5787 I will have only good news to report on “The View From My Veranda”
Sending you all, each and every one of you is precious to me, much
love from Jerusalem. Shana Tova!!
Sheila