Holocaust Museum

I don't have pictures. I didn't even take my camera. It was an intense experience. The museum is beautiful, if its ok to say that. It is filled with horrible memories of a time some would love to forget. But we can't. Because we can't let it happen again. I have a better understanding, I think, of the Israel psyche. It is terrifying, what happened to the Jews. To imagine how much bigger the Jewish community would have been if this hadn't happened. And they felt so ignored by the world for so long. How are they supposed to trust? Trust that it never happens again. But they will have to. For the conflict to end peacefully here, they will have to find a way to trust, and to reconcile. I know better how to pray now. I know better how to have compassion for both sides. I pray that I never forget this day. I pray that the youth of Israel, who have grown up in oppulence and power in Israel, can connect to their ancestors; can connect to the terror of ethnic cleansing and find a way to protect all humans from experiencing it today or in the future, including the Palestinians.