Spread 188 – A Sudden & Forceful Stream November 1, 2012Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
In the Fall, sometimes, memories of childhood in the Negev (prairie/desert) in Israel flutter into my mind. In front of our house was a deserted stretch of land, fifteen minutes walking distance from one end to another, visible in its entirety from our porch, but fading into the horizon. We called it “The Field”. Although it was a completely naked and forgotten piece of earth by adults, much transpired there. For us, the kids of the neighborhood, it was the biggest playground in the whole world. Handmade kites were flown in its sky, make-believe worlds and lifetime friendships were created there. What I mostly remember is the observing and absorbing of the seasonal changes affecting and transforming “the field”. After a long summer drought, rain was greatly longed for. So when Ha’yoreh, the first rain of the season, suddenly appeared in the form of giant drops falling forcefully to the ground, excitement and joy was boldly evident. Rain was certainly not taken for granted. The dry, tough, bare square, would come to life instantaneously, softening, cracking, forming a magnificent abstract pattern, making fun sounds when stepped on. From the cracks, soon would peak small, pale pink, almost white crocus-like flowers, Sitvaniot, borrowed from the word Stav which means Fall, in Hebrew. Memories of the sights of Fall, a sense of clearness, a renewed awareness of possibilities, were all so sweet to me. It happens to me now, in Southern California, where I live with my family. It happened today, after a long warm dry summer that overstayed its welcome as far as I am concerned. The Fall has finally arrived to greet me today. With it, it brought me a sudden and forceful stream of “I cans”, miraculously cured my overly long summer fatigue.