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What I See at the Secret Hour

Dawn in an old-new land.

by
P. David Hornik

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March 24, 2013 - 7:00 am

I first make out a couple of cats, going along on the sidewalk below. For them, that “the winter is past” is good tidings indeed. There’s a plague of stray cats in this land; so it was when I moved here 28 years ago, and there’s been no progress. I’ve stood at this window in winter, in dawns no less compelling in their way — and just gone back to bed, not wanting to have pleasant thoughts while they’re roaming out there exposed to the cruel cold.

And now “The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell….” Now the dull silver is giving way to something more like shy blue, and I start to make out greenery. More birds are singing; there’s a sense of bounty and mercy out there. It’s not the whole story, but it’s part of it.

When we first came here, in September 1984, it was to an absorption center for immigrants outside the town of Hadera in the coastal plain. For the first time, I heard Hebrew all around me. Hadera in those days still had some of the character of a lazy farming town — crates for oranges lying by the side of the road, storks riding on the backs of cows in lush fields. Sitting in a park at night, I’d think of the ancient Hebrews who were here two thousand years ago; their language being spoken around me, the selfsame holidays being celebrated, the selfsame vegetation blooming. I would simply sit and try to take it in.

Now, out there, I can make out the tawny stone and red roofs of the nearby houses. Birds, as they do before the sun, careening in the sky with what looks like enthusiasm. Not that sunrise is imminent; it’s time now for that long wait, a kind of stasis, as “another day / Prepares for heat and silence.” Another day of doing things I love — writing, playing the piano, playing with my cat, seeing Tami in the evening. A sense of blessings and bounty.

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Beautiful words, a song for the soul. Many thanks !!
1 year ago
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And thanks to you!
1 year ago
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Thank you for your posting, reminding us of why the Song of Songs is read on Passover.

(Note to readers: Passover is still on today in the US, but ended yesterday in Israel. Took a while getting used to one-day holidays. Meanwhile, last night was the Morrocan Jewish Spring festival of Maimuna - last night in Israel, tonight in Morocco.)
1 year ago
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dude,
quit writing and start shooting back.

don't make us come over there and kill your enemies for you.
1 year ago
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You don't have to come over here and kill our enemies for us. Just stop screaming at us when we shoot back.

BTW, in spite of the lies of the media, both Israeli and foreign, Ariel is not a "settlement". It is a city, complete with a university (with a lot of Arab students) and a mostly secular population.
1 year ago
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We shoot back a lot.
1 year ago
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"He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay." Matthew 28:6

Earthly "Freedom" is NOT what traditionalists and conservatives should be supporting. Freedom as the primary agenda inevitably morphs into license and narcissism. What we should be championing instead is ordered liberty, i.e., the pursuit of optimality. We live in the reality of an imperfect world, where there are always trade-offs, personal choices, responsibilities, and results. But just like Satan himself, leftists tempt the ignorant and naïve with delusions of pure autonomy. “Demand your rights” they insist, “and you shall be free.”

Radical autonomy promises personal freedom, but in the end it is simply the license to avoid choosing good from evil and any true value derived thereof.

Radical autonomy must inevitably chew up each next bit of traditional society in order to destroy it.

Radical autonomy casts the individual adrift on an endless sea of ultimately meaningless choices. He is left with no traditions that could anchor him to his family, his culture, his religion, or his society. His existence has no choice but to sink into narcissism.

On this earth, ordered liberty, NOT freedom, is the only way to achieve an optimal balance between individual choice and a meaningful society.

The sordid beauty of liberalism is that you are allowed to deform the language in whatever way you feel, so as to avoid ever acknowledging the horrendous real-world ramifications of your poisoned policies. "In the Beginning was the Word..." And who would be most likely to distort the word, if not Satan himself? In the final analysis, the left have surrendered to evil.

Come let us rejoice! Rejoice in the Lord, who is the only true Way to perfect freedom!
1 year ago
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The problem is that the anti-religious Left has seized the agenda and is now resticting the freedom of religious people. Getting the government out of our lives may be the best we could do.

But I wish you luck.
1 year ago
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And thanks for your comment.
1 year ago
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"...birds are singing; there’s a sense of bounty and mercy out there. It’s not the whole story, but it’s part of it."

Yes, very true. It helps me to go out for a walk, to reconnect with the world that is beyond what the media is telling us.

Thank you for your article, Mr. Hornik.
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