Writings by Sandra Harrison including poetry, essays, fiction, non-fiction; children's literatire.
These are my pictures from my trip to Mount Masada in Israel:
By the Dead Sea, the remains of this ancient former fortress continues to undergone restoration. It serves as a reminder to all who believe that one’s freedom is more precious than life itself. Faith plays a big part in what one believes about the events that are told about this site. They show a film at the site and it made me wonder why an army of 7,000 would bother with a small group of rebels in one of the world’s most desolate places. Hatred, cruelty, fear and weakness might have played a big part in this struggle.
It is a rocky hot environment that I can’t imagine was a pleasant place to live for either a king or bunch of Jewish rebels. I visited during October in the morning. I took the cable car to and from the top, not believing I could ever make the climb. There were bathrooms, water sources and places to escape the heat while wandering about.
I was staying in Ein Bokek. I was going to take the Egged Bus but these taxi drivers go up and down the roads offering rides (for a fee) to those waiting for the bus. I took a risk and went by taxi for the 10 minute ride. The hotel personal didn’t know about this.
I was in Masada (the youth organization of the ZOA) when I was a teen so it was the only place in Israel that I was hoping to see.