The Art Of Jerusalem : Midnight Stroll Through The Old City Of Jerusalem

This late night walk, together with a special friend of mine, forms the most extraordinary memory. The Old City of Yerushalayim contains a certain presence that is indescribable- it is a presence that fills a human's soul. It is this presence that I find myself craving on a daily basis. I have come to see that I have travelled to the Old City often in the past few weeks - more often than expected - and I have realized that this is due to my inability to believe that I am now living so close to such a powerful place. The Western Wall and these walks through the Old City of Jerusalem, at various times of the day, are two of the things that I hold so dear to my heart.

Golden All Over

Icy Nights and Icy Drinks

The Moon Shining As Bright As Ever Above A Synagogue

Friendship At The Western Wall- no stronger bond.

Myself in the Old City

A Midnight View Of The Kotel (Western Wall)

My thought one week ago: "How special would it be to see a white dove at the Western Wall"

Two days later; I see not only one, but two, white doves there. These small miracles are evident wherever you go and with whoever you meet in this holy land.