You may have read about the shooting in East Jerusalem today,
and while we actually walked right passed it without knowing on our way
to the Western Wall, they got us safely onto buses at 8 o clock and hurried us back to the center.
Ramadan is a crazy time. They keep us safe around here though, so nothing to worry about.
That said, kali and I have fallen in love with the Jewish people.
We welcomed shabbat in the most incredible way.
The devotion we witnessed tonight was so beautiful. So touching. So real.
I put a prayer (I wrote it in french. It seemed more secret that way) in the wall and fed on the energy of the women around me. It seemed almost expected when I heard about the police and soldiers covering the place where the trouble had happened right outside the wall. They were pouring in while I was praying for the peace of jerusalem with the swaying energy of those around me.I hummed some songs with the other girls. I didn't understand the language, but I didn't need to.
best though, was the eye contact and big grin I shared with a Hasidic man on the other side of the wall separating the men and women. It wasn't anything but pure "Hey. Yeah...me too."