there was the unmistakable essence of camaraderie... just a mere suggestion of simpatico.... of empathy.. And for those few moments, her world stood still... silent.... and the ever-twirling and whirling and overwhelming debris... actually seemed to disappear.... 'In its place?', you ask ? Green tundra.... organic....solid....consistent.... a veritable football field of green.... a HEALING GREEN.... life force.... And she thought.....for just a second..... that she heard the sound of a woman ''chanting''.... accompanied by a HARP..... Chanting beautifully....eerily even... But all she could really see.... was the green of the field.... Suddenly !!!! there appeared a Basket of some sort.... on a table covered with a WHITE cloth.... In the basket.... a POMEGRANATE.... the mystical symbol of FERTILITY.... The harp became louder....GORGEOUS MUSIC.....beckoning... and then she awakened..... just in time to prepare for Shabbat......
