How the world should react and respond to what Oct 7 survivors and hostages endured (and some still do).
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How the world should react and respond to what Oct 7 survivors and hostages endured (and some still do).
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Bring Them Home.
Every day, every hour, every moment—they are still not home. Families wait, hearts ache, and prayers rise endlessly. We cannot let the world forget. We must keep speaking, keep hoping, keep demanding.
May they return in body and in soul. May miracles break through the darkness. May their suffering end.
Bring them home. Now.
Pain and Joy, Side by Side
There’s no way to process this. The Bibas children, a baby and a young child, were brutally murdered by H@m@s terr0r!sts. Their mother is still missing, and we fear the worst. An elderly man, who dedicated his life to peace and helping Palestinians, was t0rtured to death.
And yet, tomorrow, six hostages will return home.
This impossible emotional whiplash is something Israelis and Jews know too well—grief and relief, heartbreak and hope, side by side.
It never gets easier, but we keep going. We grieve, we fight, we celebrate. Because that’s what it means to be Israeli. That’s what it means to be Jewish.
Shabbat Shalom
Today is an orange day. Today, all of us, Israel and the collective Jewish diaspora, and any who support us and can feel our pain, bleed in orange. In heartbreak for Ariel and Kfir, and in insecure but deep hope for Shiri, I made these orange necklaces and bracelets to help process this grief over the deaths of the Bibas boys. I can feel deep pain but a fraction of the pain of their family, living close by to me and mine, a few miles away from the border with our brutal enemy. Today I wear orange and make orange jewelry, hoping to sell those soon and send 30 percent of the proceeds to the Bibas family directly or through the Hostages Families Organization.
Purchase here: https://emmanuelleskaly.com/
British-Israeli #hostage was held in #UNWRA facilities.
Shocking yet thoroughly unsurprising.
Welcoming Shvat with Love, Unity, and Hope
Shvat is a month of renewal—when the sap rises, hinting at new life. This year, it carries even deeper meaning as hostages reunite with their families, embraced by a nation and supported by allies like the U.S.
And with Valentine’s Day in Shvat, it’s a perfect time to celebrate love in all its forms. May this month bring more reunions, hope, and love for all of us.
ich denke an Kfir und seinen rosa Elefanten mit dem Glücksklee auf der Stirn & an seinen Bruder Ariel. Kfir hat sowohl seinen 1. als auch seinen 2. Geburtstag in einem Tunnel verbracht... und Ariel hat vermutlich seinen Glauben an Batman, den heiß geliebten Superhelden verloren... Wer heut der toten Juden gedenkt, der möge die Lebenden, die Rettung brauchen, nicht vergessen! #Bringthemhomenow #holocaustgedenktag
Tears of happiness after what felt like a lifetime crying tears of agony.
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#Naama. Sie lebt. Sie ist frei. Ich weine.
Sie und 3 andere "Späherinnen", die vor dem Massaker des 7. Oktober 2023 immer wieder gewarnt hatten, dass an der Grenze Auffälliges zu verzeichnen ist. #Netanyahu ließ sie ungehört.
Naama. Sie lebt.
Sie ist frei.
Sie sind frei
#bringthemhomenow
#freeGazaFromHamas
https://www.tagesspiegel.de/internationales/soldatinnen-freigekommen-hamas-ubergibt-vier-weitere-israelische-geiseln-an-rotes-kreuz-13084306.html
Another Shabbat.
I'm sitting here with a heart that feels like it's being pulled in a thousand directions, waiting for tomorrow.
Four more women are set to be released from captivity.
Four lives that have been through unthinkable darkness.
I'm anxious, excited, and fearful all at once.
Will it go as planned? Will they come back safe? Will they be okay?
I can’t stop hoping that they’ll return in the best state one can after enduring so much — and that tomorrow is the beginning of their long journey toward healing.
To these women I’ve never met but feel deeply for — you are not alone.
You are in the hearts of so many, including mine, waiting and hoping for you to come home.
At some point I'll stop crying.
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In the shadow of hatred, they emerge into light,
Three daughters of life, reclaiming the right
To breathe, to dream, to love and to be,
While those who surround them cannot truly see.
They are Israel, a nation that lives,
That cherishes each soul and all that life gives.
Their captors, blind to the sanctity of breath,
Embrace only darkness, destruction, and death.
For Israel holds life as sacred and whole,
Each heartbeat a treasure, each spirit a soul.
The other side cannot fathom this grace,
For they dwell in a void, a desolate place.
These girls are the promise, the light shining through, Proof that life endures where goodness is true.
And though darkness may linger, it cannot prevail— For life, like Israel, will always unveil.
Welcome home - Emily, Rommy, and Doron.
Waiting to welcome all remaining 94 beautiful souls.
Thanks to the buyer of our Am Yisrael Chai hoodie
This is the rallying cry to fight antisemitism as it means in Hebrew that The Nation of Israel Lives
also available in pink lettering
Wenn alles gut geht werden nun nach und nach Frauen aus der Geiselhaft entlassen die wahrscheinlich ein langes Martyrium an sexueller Gewalt durchleben mussten.
Deutsche Feministinnen so:
Dröhnendes Schweigen.Wieder mal.
#BringThemHomeNow
#freegazafromhamas
It’s Friday, and my emotions are overwhelming.
This Sunday, the first three hostages return home — a moment of hope mixed with fear.
Will they come back alive? Broken? Or whole? My heart clings to the best-case scenario: that this marks the beginning, with more to follow soon.
This Shabbat, I pray for their return, their healing, and for every family still waiting. Let this be the start of something bigger.
Shabbat Shalom. Hold on. Survive.
I'm so on edge with the deal that seems to be on the table. I keep picturing the moment hostages return, reuniting with their families, stepping back into life, into the light, into a safe and loving place.
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It's like I'm holding my breath, waiting for the headline confirming it's happening — only to hold it again as each man, woman, child, and elderly person is released.
And I pray, with every ounce of hope, that as many as possible are alive.
That's where I've been these past few days.
Praying.