With signs and wonders, with both clumsy yet spectacular tidings, it seemed that for two weeks Israel had been preparing itself for something one cannot truly prepare for. From the moment the doors of the White House were opened and a voice called “Enough!” something in the air changed. A certain relief in the chest, a sudden rain that perhaps sought to cleanse the land, “Shana Tova” greetings exchanged with an intention that was lacking last year.
