

”I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.
John O'Donohue “Fluent”Irish poet, priest and philosopher, 1956-2008
While Powers Debate the Children Die
Join me in Egypt, Lebanon, Saudi Arabia and Kuwait. You will meet Bashir, the Palestinian taxi driver whose simple act of kindness will stay with me. Experience the sounds of silence echoing across the Giza to Saqqara desert on a magical Christmas Day; recoil in horror as generations of hatreds explode into brutal acts of violence. Bear witness to the aggression aimed at women and those who try to stop it.
Weep with me as this 90 year old lady, sitting quietly in the squalor of the Burj al-Barajnieh refugee camp in Beirut where she has lived for 56 years. Now blind, she speaks of her dream of returning to the olive groves of rural Haifa when, as a young bride, she and her husband were forced to leave their small farm in 1948, walking to Lebanon along with thousands of other Palestinians.
All of human life is here. Be prepared to have assumptions blown apart in this new book I am writing.