Our Work
TERRA UMA is a nonprofit organization dedicated to helping combat veterans living with PTSD reclaim their lives through a unique emotional, agricultural, and productive journey in the world of winemaking. This process restores and empowers essential life skills that may have been diminished as a result of psychological injury.
The “Raising a Glass to Life” Wine Journey is a therapeutic experience rooted in the vineyard and winery. Over the course of a year, participants engage in hands-on work among the vines, barrels, and their own personal wine casks. Through this process, abilities worn down by the invisible wounds of combat are gradually restored, and personal resilience is strengthened - paving the way for reintegration into society.
At the heart of the journey lies the personal barrel, symbolizing the inner self - the internal fermentation, the emotional sediments left behind by combat experiences. The personalized wine bottles that each participant produces embody new life, renewed capabilities, and the dreams they aspire to fulfill.
We believe that taking responsibility and initiative in the “life after injury,” through meaningful, creative, and grounded work, can bring about profound and positive transformation - both emotionally and physically.
"Recognition that post-traumatic injury and the prolonged struggle it entails can deeply impair daily functioning and limit the ability to pursue personal aspirations, our mission is to provide Veterans with a safe, natural, and empowering environment that enables them to create new paths of ability and fulfillment, on their way to meaningful reintegration into society."
Tomer Weinberg, founder of the association
The Story Behind TERRA UMA
My name is Tomer Weinberg and I founded the TERRA UMA association in April 2022 after many years of dealing with post-traumatic stress disorder that developed in me following a serious injury at the beginning of the Second Lebanon War.
For many years I tried unsuccessfully to return to the level of functioning I had before the injury, until I finally came to terms with my outbursts and my inability to change the situation.
Several years ago, I lost my late father Yitzhak in a motorcycle accident. The deep connection to him, which had grown stronger since the injury, was suddenly severed.
What was supposed to be the "knockout" of my life turned out to be their resurrection.
My father had a makeshift home winery where he made wine as a hobby. During the shiva, I stared at the wine barrel that stood in the center of the house and promised my father that I would continue his hobby. I didn't know then that I had made one of the most important decisions of my life. I couldn't understand that I had received from my father the ticket back to life.
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