At the Jerusalem Academy for Music and Dance I have a class called “The Compass and the Map.” If you know anything about me, you know that I loved it in advance just based on the name alone. Also the course revolves around Ikigai and the four pillars model: what you love, what you areContinue reading “The Compass and The Map: Ikigai Bio”
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The Point of a Compass
I left home before graduation and moved in with him when I was seventeen. My mother called the police and said he was “harboring a minor.” The police car picked me up at his apartment to take me home. I went back the next day. She also took my passport. I reported it as stolen, and he bought me a new one. We went to the courthouse on my 18th birthday and signed the marriage certificate. A month later, we were on a plane to Israel.
The first compasses did not always point north. Early compasses pointed east.
The Lamppost
Aside from maps and clocks and compasses, I also love lampposts. A clock is time; the human obsession of how much of it is left before we die, how it won’t wait, the only thing we can’t buy. A map is location or dislocation, finding your way or acknowledging you are lost, lost but lookingContinue reading “The Lamppost”
White Night
I was going to write I was going to tell you that You are a light But I was too displeased with my life that day to celebrate yours in my mind on the way It took me a while to catch up to dispel the fear, to join the cheer To find more loveContinue reading “White Night”
Shoshana Sarah 