Part One


It is hard to describe the future. Nothing is conclusive. This incredible journey, invited and guided by an invisible essence, illustrates a better future has been in waiting for the Sovereign State of Israel. Far too few were aware, until now.

Our journey began as a simple assignment; meet with the Jewish Institute for the Blind. But the esoteric flow of the Holy Land, reaching right out and across to the United Kingdom, held other plans. Its ‘delphic’ language triggering an unknown sense.

Israeli airspace, an early morning view above the Holy Land. Protected by its complex intelligence defence system, the Iron Dome. ‘Terminating any human life is evil.’ The Dome’s purpose, protection for all civilians.
Jerusalem, no other country in the world faces the challenges Israel faces. Hence perhaps, the misunderstandings. The message is simple: ‘the Lord is still testing’.
Tel Aviv is a city of the young, integrated nicely with its aging population. Can I help you? They ask in English, appearing happy to be connected to. Are you lost? They inquire – before being asked for directions – even though they are in a hurry to get home on this very chilly wintery evening.
Tel Aviv, the knowledgeable shopkeeper in his impeccably maintained liquor store. ‘Everything has its time and place.’ He tells us how garlic restored his son’s bald patch (hair loss).
Tel Aviv, safer to ride your bike here than on the streets of London. Here, there is a very high value and tolerance placed on life. ‘One of the most precious and rarest universal elements across all existences is life.’
Rush hour downtown Tel Aviv. Soon, rain will come. When it does, a small river will run through the city. Despite Israel’s incessant conflicts, there remains a continued determination for normality, and for change.
Tel Aviv, a very frail old man. Having routinely saddled his supplies moments earlier, just about manages to clamber atop his interestingly very old and heavy scooter. Without fear, he rides headlong into the rush hour traffic.
Tel Aviv – New Year’s Eve, a calm evening before next day’s bar shooting. Not yet commonplace in Europe, but there is a sense of it emerging. Fed, some say, by a malaise de l’occident. Translation: western world malaise.

“… a better future has been in waiting”

It is not gloom and doom. The prognostications for Israel have been known for quite some time now.

Tel AvivCarmel market, now some ninety-six years old, is a mosaic of multi-racial people, clothes, cultures, foods, music and religions. All co-existing relatively peaceably side by side.
“Relatively” because Carmel market has seen its fair share of conflicts; snipers and a suicide bombing. The locals remember the bloody past in vivid detail. They strive daily for change. For themselves and the next generation.
Located centrally in Tel AvivCarmel market attracts not only its indigenous population, visitors from far off lands, but has become a political campaigning spot. Not so unusual because markets by nature encourage friendly interactions.
Tel AvivCarmel market minus the usual tourist directed heckling and nagging of some markets in other countries. Here, the local and multi-ethnic merchants make up funny songs, soliloquize whistling, hum, and effortlessly intertwine with their equally multifarious new customers.
Also home to some 200 handicraft artists, Tel AvivCarmel market manufactures unique hand-made pieces. The palpitating beat of spiritedness emanating from this multicultural hub of activity, enshrouded in an invisible cloud of spicy fragrant aromas, is an excitingly thrilling sensory rollercoaster.
Tel AvivCarmel market, wafting casually upon the air currents are exotic redolent flavours from popular mouthwatering culinary delights, alluring foods and tasty on-the-go snacks. Despite this wintery weather, everything blends together very well. Like being hooked on a cocktail you cannot stop drinking.
Known to be considerably cheaper in some parts of Tel AvivCarmel market rates highly than the many more expensive ‘AMPM’ stores throughout the city. You can find almost everything and anyone here.
Tel AvivCarmel market in juxtaposition to the civil war in its neighbouring country, Syria: children younger than this sweet seller are dying. It runs through the mind as war jets fly overhead. ‘A reminder’
As vibrantly coloured the spices are here at Carmel market, and as determined the Israelite population is for normality, they are going to need some ancient wisdom. That of a great King and his very wise son, to protect everyone. Perhaps, this market is a blueprint … for peace.


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