That place within you
that hurts inside you
do not rush it,
do not judge or scold,
do not push it away.

It only needs
the embrace you never
received

This bottle is a glimpse into the path I am walking — a path of past, present, and future, leading me back to myself.

The path resembles the growth of the vine – it is made of contrasts.
There is growth and pruning, change and stability. It lies dormant, yet it also blossoms.
No one can know where it will lead, but everything we encounter along the way, everything that happens to us, can become our guide.

Every wound can be a gateway to reconnecting with ourselves and with others — to a life of truth and love.

To life,
Techelet

Is it me, or is it us?
The whole fracture is an honest, raw reflection of our world.
It may appear threatening, pessimistic, perhaps even too much or inexplicable, but within it hides an optimistic message that lives inside each of us.

There are leaks and spills, better days and harder ones.
We are cracked, broken – yet whole.

When you open the bottle and pour the first glass, take a deep breath, smile, and fill this moment with love and acceptance.

“What a battle, Almighty,
what a battle,
between the pit and the water.

At least there is a battle.
At least there is water.
Once, there was only a pit.”

As someone who was severely injured during "Tzuk Eitan" and who lives with post-trauma, I have found a new path to healing the soul – through wine.

On this shared journey with fellow warriors like me, we create from the soil and from memory.

My wine is dedicated to Osher and Michael Vaknin, twins who always radiated light and life. It tells their story, my story, and the way we are learning to live anew – with joy, with love, and with a memory that continues to beat within our hearts.

There will always be another mountain,
I will always want to move it.
There will always be a battle to climb higher,
and sometimes I will have to lose.

It’s not about how fast I get there,
it’s not about what waits on the other side —
it’s about the climb.

The process of creating the wine reminds me of my personal journey.
It requires time, patience, and surrender to the moment.
This wine, Luz, is dedicated to Chaya, my beloved partner, who reminds me anew each day that even when it is stormy, there is always a ray of light that brings me home.

Hello, it’s me.
For years and years, I roamed.
Remember when you were young?
There are so many different worlds.

Blackbird, fly.
We are changing day to day.
Forever trusting who we are.
Sometimes words have two meanings.

What if I say I will never surrender?

When anxiety takes over like a heavy blanket
suffocating the soul and flooding the heart and mind
it is possible to resist it with a shift in thought.

Pour a little wine into a glass,
bring it close to your nose and inhale,
imagine the sun rising over the vineyard on harvest day,
warming the muscles that power the tools.

Through the touch of fingers sorting the fruit,
and bare feet pressing grapes in the vat,
the weight begins to dissolve.

Take a sip.
Now, all is well.

Surface Layers
A faded hill,
dry riverbeds,
layers of memories,
a world filled
with scents, colors, and sounds
I do not wish to forget

One Must Walk

In motion along the path,
between the vineyards,
questions abound,
answers—sometimes.

And in the meantime, I’ve learned
that the movement goes on,
and with it - life.

“I was never at the center. I always circled around, observed, let others take the place.
But in the end, from everything that surrounded me – I am the center.”

In life, not all is black or white

Every wine tells a story, and this wine tells mine and my daughter Shia’s. While the wine was resting in the barrel, she was resting in the womb. As the wine matured, I too grew and changed.

Becoming a father is my first calling – a journey of patience, love, and embracing the unknown, much like the creation of wine. I dedicate this wine to the path we are walking together, to everything I have learned, and to all that I have yet to discover.

A reminder that the best things in life are always worth waiting for.

Day by day

Sometimes the day is quiet
Sometimes the day is stormy
Each day, once again, I choose

Just before sunrise, when the sun is still hidden, lies the beauty of dawn – a time of quiet awaiting the light to come. So too is this wine, harvested at first light, carrying within it a silent presence and profound meaning.

The journey began with a restless heart, and through the wine it became a path of calm, self-connection, and deep renewal.

Dawn is born from memory, yet it looks forward. It bridges past and present, reflection and joy, memory and hope.

Message in a Bottle

I placed my heart inside a bottle
and sent it away.
Perhaps it will reach you, perhaps you will taste my feelings,
perhaps you will hear
the words I could not say.

If you received the bottle
straight from my hands,
or if it found its way to you and you
found your way to it—by chance, or by choice—
know this:
it is filled entirely with love,
for you, to you,
wherever you may be.

This wine is dedicated to those simple moments of beauty and comfort that nature provides us

My name is Avishai.
In this bottle, you’ll find many moments and experiences I’ve encountered along the journey.
I discovered, connected, and enjoyed every step of the way. For me, the wine symbolizes the dream — finding and embracing the path to that moment I hope you’ll experience too, from the sight to the aromas and the pleasant taste.

I dedicate this wine to my beloved family and to everyone who needs that moment.

I dedicate this wine to my grandmother, Zamrooda.
Zamrooda — in Arabic, "a precious gemstone."
When she immigrated to Israel, her name was changed to "Tova" (meaning "good").

May this be the first milestone on the path to the dream that has guided me since my injury — a rehabilitative farm and an educational center for sustainable culture.

Around Grandma Tova’s table, there is room for everyone.

Pouring a Dream
You reached out to me,
We exchanged roles,
With a wounded heart, pure nectar,
Sunlight, reddish skin.

We gathered note by note,
Learned to follow
The journey of a grape
On our way to life.

It is recommended to drink together, with good measure, and speak from the heart.

Geffet, the wine you are drinking, tells a story of my connection to the land of Israel, its people, and life itself. Geffet is the Hebrew word for pomace - the solid residue left after grapes are pressed to extract their juice, symbolizing how from the breaking of the grape’s skin, a whole life is created within the wine. Geffet reminds me of the beauty in the humble, the incomplete, the imperfect, and the ever-changing — the very essence of life.

Here's to the dreamers, the lovers, the fighters, the daring, the grateful, and those who choose their path.

Like the grapes, which through a long process became the wine you are about to drink in a few moments, I too am in the midst of a journey of self-discovery.

With hope to uncover and embrace more parts of myself and to enjoy the journey, even when the direction is uncertain and unclear.

I am grateful and excited for the opportunity to share my journey with you.

No need to run between
the raindrops,
when you can dance

This wine, for me, is a journey between harvest and planting.
A journey that symbolizes the ability to appreciate the good that is around us—family, friends, and the fleeting landscapes that shape our lives.

To go through a process and emerge at the end more mature and whole.
To pause. Take a breath. Hold onto one beautiful moment in life, bless it, give thanks, and take a sip.

Cheers!

The secret of wine is the secret of one's essence:
To turn the ordinary into the sacred,
Sorrow into joy,
Lack into advantage,
And dreams into action.

I hope you enjoy this wine as much as I enjoyed making it.
For me, this wine symbolizes the beginning of a new path, where several journeys in my life intertwined, paving the way to a bold and groundbreaking future.

My hope is that the 'Terra Uma' project will also inspire others to break through their own boundaries.

Cheers,
Sahar Nevo

This wine was created with great love,
dedicated to the woman who walks with me every step of the way.

Rami

My name is Shaked,
and I chose to share this poem with you:

To Your Question | Idit Barak

I don’t know how to answer
Where the well from which I drew confidence was
Or how I reached it
When I say: it will be okay.
But I remember walking for a long time
Until I found that well.
I was so very thirsty.

This wine symbolizes a significant moment for me in a long process of filtering and clearing the sediments that had gathered in my soul.

I regained my belief in myself and my trust in my abilities. This is a story of renewed awakening to life, and it is dedicated to my supportive family, and especially to my father, Yitzhak, who without knowing, gave me my life back.

Tomer Weinberg. Cheers!