Judith  Siano, a prominent art therapist living and working in Israel, talks with philosophers and art therapists, some of whom are no longer with us, to find meaning in life amid war.  Tal  Siano assisted in reviving and editing her guests.   Edith Kramer Judith Rubin and Judith Siano Judith Siano: judithsiano@gmail.com Judith Siano - The Box Opens

“We are all three, no four, generations, in the helping professions, my grandmother was a nurse, my mother a social worker, and I am a developmental psychologist, no, actually four, as my daughter is a clinical psychologist.” “Oh, how interesting,” people say at dinner parties, smiling, hoping to move on to something more interesting, away from our older people’s obsession with our family trees - as if flinging ourselves into the history that we will soon become. My grandmoth

I was born in Israel in 1974, nine months after the Yom Kippur War. I was five years old when my family moved to a new town. My first memory from there was getting out of the truck that was transporting our belongings and meeting a woman who asked me who we were. I told her enthusiastically that we had come to live here and that we were relatives of my aunt, who already lived there. Her response was: "Oh, another family of Farsi miduna..." *   It was my first encounter with t

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