We do not really need a day when the world will give scores to the prominence and weaknesses we have built, we must live our dreams • Kramer pages on dedication to talent and desire
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The most feminist act I did in my adult life was ... mind you ... going into the kitchen.
Yes Yes.
Even before that, in the high-tech fields, I found myself in key roles, presenting and directing the movement at technological and organizational nodes in the specific microcosm in which I worked, but not only.
I flaunted grandiose titles and roles that allowed me freedom of action, and more importantly - freedom of choice.
I moved in a world connected to a man that I (who happens to be a female) in very masculine spaces, upright and proud, pure feminism and seemingly feminine fulfillment, and then I chose to leave.
For all the articles in the Women's Day project in the food section of "Israel Today"
Daniel Thor Noble: Being a Mom and Dealing with Success
Rotem Jakubowicz: "There is no industry in which women cannot integrate"
Moore Coral: "Jump - the network will open before you"
Orna Raskin: "A woman should be responsible for her fate"
Vered Ben Saadon: "Out of the complexity and difficulty - a balance is found"
Lior Moshiach: "I entered a lot of people's home - the feeling is amazing"
From there it all just happened by itself.
The kitchen called to me, and precisely upon entering the cooking station I found myself stronger in my way, intensifying and mostly empowering.
The kitchen made me start to educate and release barriers, take off masks, enjoy the opportunity I was given to give free rein to fantasies, materialize in the most vivid and sensual way, give the soul with what has accumulated in my heart of taste buds during years of world travel.
This is what freedom looks like, ladies and gentlemen, I am a queen in a kingdom built for me and my virtues.
I am Dafi Kramer, an activist, creator, and sweeps with me and after me a community of talented people full of flight and daring.
I also have zero interest in gender equality ... sorry.
Years and years ago, I left the Israeli high-tech aristocracy, and found myself experiencing something of the intensity of "repentance,"
after years of dancing tango to a trance rhythm.
One day I stood over pots and started stirring.
The being was meditative, captivating, fascinating and so exciting that I decided to embark on a journey to find my culinary DNA, a journey that is all devotion to my culinary ancestors and Mother Earth.
Thanks to the same search, I curated a mesmerizing arsenal of flavors, with which, to my delight, I am identified - and placed it on thousands of colorful plates.
I touched people and moved them.
Once again I found myself a strong, influential, creative and motivated woman in a world where the masculine tone has been heard for generations strong and clear.
There is something very exciting about being able to go out into the world in a refreshing and feminine vibe precisely in what is ostensibly run by men, leave clear fingerprints, grow, stand out and become a beautiful color spot in the local culinary landscape.
Here is a proper revelation in honor of Women's Day: all this good could not have happened without the man by my side, who also serves as my architect of success.
He knows how to put bright spotlights on my strengths, detail them and bring them to the right stages with stormy applause.
He's educated to give me a small, graceful kick as I stand frightened on the fence.
Is my buoy, lighthouse and anchor in the middle of the sea.
This year that "went wrong on us for good" has devoured the cards in every niche in most of our lives.
In my personal home, my beloved partner - and if you will in chauvinistic jargon, "my husband" - an El Al pilot in the days of repair, who used to fill my pantry with raw materials from all over the world, ground with the entire flying community, when the shelter was lowered at most airports .
So it turned out that I found myself juggling between pots, moms on closing days (which is very different from moms on other days) and relationships, with someone who until now had been half weeks bouncing between continents and suddenly is very present, which is wonderful, just requires adjustment.
In fact, everything this year required adaptation.
This class forced me to create additional avenues of income immediately, and I found myself in my sanctuary for long hours,
writing and composing menus, packing packages and mostly thanking and rejoicing in my part.
International Women's Day for nothing?
We do not really need a day when the world will measure our gender achievements, give scores to the prominence and weaknesses of our son, women, men and everything in between.
We need to live our dreams, dedicate ourselves to the things that do us good and the things we do well, to our talents and desires.
This devotion will bring abundance.
This year is a spectacular reminder: Be generous to yourself, and live your life as if there is no tomorrow.
