March 22, 2023

Still On The Road to Firenze, Yet Getting Closer – Next Stop Highgate While my narrowboat in Little Venice was being renovated and repaired, I rented a room in the Highgate Home of the wonderfully clever and hugely unconventional, Wendy Boorer. A breeder of assorted parrots, Bearded Collies and Affenpinschers, Wendy was a part-time consultant at Walker Books in the field of dogs, birds and other amazing creatures. I enjoyed Highgate. A stone’s throw from Hampstead Heath, Wendy’s home bustled with... Read more

March 15, 2023

Previously on “The Commonality of Humanity,” A Quick Recap On a hot day in the autumn of 1972, while exploring Tel Aviv, I walked into a used bookstore. As if by magic I’m holding a first edition of Edward McCurdy’s “The Notebooks Of Leonardo Da Vinci.” This book will be my companion for the next 16 years. Having completed my mandatory army service, in September 1977 I leave Israel and fly out to the Netherlands. After two weeks in a... Read more

March 9, 2023

We interrupt the regular scheduled program to bring you breaking news and a special report. Is That Meher Baba of India? At around 3am on the 4th of March 2023, a dark-eyed, thick mustached young man interrupted my sleep. At first, I thought it was the great eccentric spiritual master, Sri Meher Baba who was born on the 25th of February 1894 in Pune, India to Iranian Zoroastrian parents. Coming out of my deep sleep state, my visitor’s face and... Read more

March 1, 2023

 November 1977, I leave Amsterdam My time in Amsterdam was up. After one month living on a top floor apartment around the corner from the Van Gogh Museum, my Israeli hostess, Daniella returned to from her Spain vacation. Early wintry frosts covered parks, gardens and open fields, steamy fog floated above canals. A shiver in the air, my impatient friends in London awaited my arrival. With one last dinner with my Dutch angels, I sailed away on an overnight ferry... Read more

February 21, 2023

Do Re Me, Part 2 Autumn of 1977, I Leave Israel By the autumn of 1977 I had lived in Jerusalem, completed my college degree, founded a new kibbutz along the Jordanian border and completed my mandatory army service. And like most graduates of the IDF (Israel Defense Force, Nahal) I found a foreign haven where I would smoke away the stress of military life. Leaving Kibbutz Hulda where my sister’s family was growing (two young daughters) I flew off... Read more

February 14, 2023

Do Re Me – Part One:                                                                                         On the 23rd of August 1972                                                ... Read more

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