Spread 229 – The Bare Square November 21, 2013Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
It’s raining today in Southern California where I live, finally!!! It makes me seriously happy, prolific. Feeling abundant and lively. Sweet Fall memories of childhood in the Negev (prairie/desert) of Israel flutter into my mind. In front of our house was a deserted stretch of land, ten minutes child walk distance from end to end, visible in its entirety from our porch. Although it was a completely naked and forgotten piece of earth by adults, much transpired there. For us neighborhood kids it was the largest playground in the whole entire world. Kites were flown; make-believe worlds and lifetime friendships were created there. After a long summer drought, rain was greatly longed for. So when Ha’Yoreh, the first rain, appeared surprisingly in giant drops, excitement and joy was in the air. Rain was certainly not taken for granted. The dried, tough “bare square” would come to life almost instantly by softening, cracking, and forming an abstract texture, making fun sounds when stepped on. From the cracks, soon would peak small pink, crocus-like flowers, Sitvaniot, borrowed from the word Stav which means Fall, in Hebrew. Today, the rain came, finally, the Summer was way too long, warm, and dry, and I yearned for rain so badly. It reminds me of barren pages of my journal. They sit there blank, dry, scarce, waiting for my Ha’Yoreh to come down pouring in giant drops. And it came today, raining outside and raining color, lines, textures, images, on my journal pages, making me feel my aliveness soaring, feel joy of the simplest yet grand way. Sharing it with you deepens all of this for me in an indescribable way.