Massada and the dead sea
The story of Massada happened 2000 yrs ago. Amazingly enough Our Great grandparents would not know the name Massada. It was part of a catholic trove of historical works, written by Josephus Falvius. Only 300yrs ago jews were allowed to emerge into the world, and stopped keeping Torah as much as in the past, and so the acts of being Jewish diminished. One of the ways of keeping their identities was thru history. Before this Jews did not learn history. Finally they began to study the works of Josephus.. In 1920 a poem of Massada arises and only in 1930s was the site discovered. Thank you Jonty Blackman for a very informative tour.
When a child gets named, it is said that the parents have prophecy.Our Jewish names have real power. Many women in our group did not have a Hebrew name. Either because they had just forgotten it, or their parents had not given them one. We assembled in a synagogue which echoed a bygone era of greatness, and women received Hebrew names of their choice.
By midday the sun was in full force. We enjoyed a light lunch, and descended on the Ahava store, much to their fluster and delight. Ahava had a great day yesterday! 😉
And then we went to Ein Bokek. We received some mud, and smeared the thick grey sludge all over our bodies. We then floated on the Dead Sea, and soaked up the rays from the lowest place on Earth! What a treat!
And then off to Eretz Bereishit, a very cool place, where the reenactment of the first chapter of the Torah, is made accessible to modern people today. The ladies were so excited to ride the camels, and shrieks of delight reverberated off the vast hills of the Dessert. We made our way, to a very large tent, and we were greeted warmly by Avraham Avinu.
What I love about this ancient land, is that it is a living History. Nations have passed through this land, armies have conquered it, holy battles have been waged, and the imprint reverberates off the hills of the dessert.
We felt eternity and timelessness. We as we trekked along behind the camels, I took a photo. This picture could be today, but it could have also been 2000 years ago. We are as much a part of History now, as we were then. Being in the dessert allows you to feel the magnamity, and vastness of the expanse of sand and rock. From far the dessert looks so inviting. Up close you realize that it is an immense expanse of rocks. Looking toward the horizon, seeing the hills rise and overlap one another, you can’t help but realize your vulnerability.
When the Jews crossed this desert, you can understand how their faith in G-d was etched into their core being, and transmitted for generations to come, because there is no way to survive the arid tundra, without divine intervention.