Irisha is here with us, in our hearts, in our lives, forever.

 This is the place where you can read about her, look at her pictures and videos, listen to the music that she liked.

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Posted by francis tramutolo on September 4, 2010
Mr. & Mrs Shekhets, I can not beleive the news I received today. The loss of your daughter, who I have known for over 17 years is so upsetting to my family & I. I only wish that your pain will ease as the beautiful memories of your daughter grows. May God Bless Your Family
With Deepest Sympathy,
Mr. Francis B. Tramutolo
Posted by Michael & Mariya Kliss on September 4, 2010
Dear Boris, Tatyana, family.
In this time of unbearable tragedy we're sending our deepest condolences, our sympathy and support.
Posted by Vera Shekhets on September 3, 2010

Even though you are not here with us, we feel your presence daily. Your beautiful soul touches us even though our eyes do not meet. We miss you and love you and know you are in the air, breathing over us and guiding our journey. You were, and always will be, perfect in every way, a memory that will never fade. Fly free, Irisha.


Vera, Elina & Leonid Shekhets
Posted by Alex Vladimirsky on September 2, 2010
Дорогие Боря и Таня!
Дай Вам Б-г силы пережить
эту непоправимую утрату.
Больно и несправедливо...
Скорблю с Вами
Posted by Stella Goldengur on September 2, 2010
Ira, will always remember amazing you.
My deepest condolensces to the Shekhets & Shamis families
Posted by Alex Kalinsky on September 1, 2010
Ira - it is tough to comprehend a world in which you do not exist and so sad to realize I will never get lost in your eyes again. I will remember you as you always were - smiling, singing Beatles songs, caring about everyone around you and ready for anything. I am very lucky to have known you.

My deepest condolensces to the Shekhets/Shamis families.

Posted by Guy Beider on September 1, 2010
Irka, Chudo, Azay-Mazay, Zayka, Azyusha, Lapundra, Karapuzina, Zyakinsun... I call this funny names, but hear the reply only in my imagination. You gave me so much love, You were so good to me, You are my best teacher, the one that I am gonna love forever. Be with God now, be the light, be the Love.
Posted by Jennifer Feldsher on September 1, 2010
Irachka: It is unimaginable that you are gone. You welcomed me into your group and into your life with open arms and I was so happy to have had you as my friend all of these years. I will always remember your happiness, your unforgettable smile, and your kindness! You are indelibly etched in my mind and my heart. I am sad for a world without you....z"l You will be missed.
Posted by Jim OBrien on August 31, 2010
I feel blessed that our paths crossed through ICS and JPM CI. Thyda and I have to continue eating Koyzina-esque salads and oatmeal to stay healthy... but you'll forever be young.. forever beautiful. Thank you for the memories.
Posted by Ira Ornes on August 31, 2010

Remember you forever...beatiful, shiny and happy young woman... You are always in my mind, saying me that life is short, enjoy it today, tommorow may not come...
Posted by Tatyana Lomberg on August 30, 2010
Dear Irisha! I will never forget the day when we took the bus together to Fair Lawn, the crazy 5-toed Vibrams that you wore, causing me to buy myself a pair, the Zumba class that your sister was teaching and to which you were so eager to get to.
I still have your cell # that you gave me, but now you'll never answer it. I will miss you always.
My heart goes out to the Shekhets-Shamis family.
Posted by Olga Khodosh on August 29, 2010
Ira had such a wonderful smile-so open, so happy to see and explore the world around her. She felt everything at such a deep level, she was just an unbelievably amazing person. My heart goes out to the Shekhets-Shamis family. Please know that many people loved her and will always keep memories of her in their hearts.
Posted by Shai Shperber on August 29, 2010
I look on your pictures again and again. You were a pretty little girl, and now you are a beautiful woman.
You will forever stay beautiful and young. You will forever look on us and smile your quiet smile.
And we will always remember you and keep you in our hearts.
I love you and your wonderful family, and I cry with them.
Posted by Arseny Ratmansky on August 29, 2010
Ira, there was something about your smile and eyes that was warming and magnetic. I will miss seeing new pictures of you in random parts of my photo albums, they just will not be the same without these unique rays of sunshine.

Memories of you are with me as I take from the past different moments that we shared together.

Posted by gila primak on August 28, 2010
I only met you once. In the forest. Walking. And you made such a lovely impression. I remember you so well. You really are a special soul. I wished you luck in everything. I had meant it. I'm sorry you were taken away from this earth so early. But I know that you have given it a lot in your short time here. It pains me to write this. I hope you can give your family strength...
Posted by Alex Malinsky on August 28, 2010
Ira, while you no longer are with us on this earth, I know that you are in a better place, where your soul will rest and your beautiful spirit will live on forever. The light of life that you sparked in every one of our hearts will glow on for as long as it possibly can and you will never be forgotten. 
Posted by Gita Natovich on August 28, 2010
You always had such an appetite for LIFE. For living, and for achieving; FOR ALWAYS BEING THE BEST AND THE CENTER. I will greatly miss you. Please watch over your family at this hard time.
You are in my heart always
Posted by Thyda Chhuan on August 27, 2010
Irina! You are my JPM PIC. You made my IB, JC and CI days more worthwhile, simply with the flash of your smile. Choc strawberries. Vwater. Devon & Blakely. Bfast soup. Cheesy oatmeal. Koyzina. Transforming from work to going out. Bear Mtn. Secret admirers. MJR...For these memories and for your compassion, sincerity and vibrant spirit – I will remember you always and you will forever inspire me.
Posted by Bela Goltseker on August 27, 2010
Irisha, you truly did touch the heart and soul of everyone who has met you and got to know you. As many have said, people like you stay with us even long after your physical presence is gone. You left us too early, but will never be forgotten. We'll always remember you the way you were - full of radiance and glow. May you rest in peace. Much love, Senya and Bela
Posted by Asya Oranskaya on August 27, 2010
Ирина - СВЕТЛАЯ (греческий). Она и вправду светлая и солнечная с самого детства. Больно. Дорогие, родные наши, у вас есть для чего жить - пока вы живы, Ирочка жива. Скорбим с вами. Ася Оранская, Юра Шехец и вся наша семья.
Posted by ella sapozhnikov on August 27, 2010
Невозможно и страшно тяжело поверить в эту трагедию. Я верю что Ирочка превратится в ангела. Мы все скорбим об этой непоправимой утрате.
Posted by Igor Kublanov on August 27, 2010
We met in Israel on a birthright trip-she had an unbelievable smile that i just couldn't look away
always happy-always smiling-it's weird to talk about her in a past sentence-almost unreal-if there are angels she's definitly one of them watching over her friends and family....God rest her soul
Posted by Dmitriy Bangiyev on August 27, 2010
Мы небыли знакомы. Но эта трагедия коснулась и моего сердца. Жалко, обидно и больно. Мои соболезнования родителям,близким и всем друзьям.
Posted by Dina Turetsky on August 27, 2010
The soul would have no rainbow
If eyes had no tears.
Dance you peaceful dance!

Irochka, your light will always stay with us. You were a beautiful soul dancer. I feel lucky for being able to share those magical dances with you and some spiritual conversations and views beyond just this reality.."We'll keep moving and watch each other turn into light"..Теперь ты на воле, Белая Птица!
Posted by Alex,Inna,Esther,Peter Sh... on August 27, 2010
Ирочка,любимая сестричка.Просто не хотим верить в случившееся.Ты на всегда останешься в наших сердцах красивым, веселым,добрым человечком.
Танечка,Боря,Машенька, мы глубоко скорбим с вами.
Posted by Genya Kostareva on August 27, 2010
Ira, I can not comprehend that you are no longer with us. You were such a vibrant and talented person. I hope your parents will find some comfort in knowing what a wonderful human being they had raised. My thoughts are with you and with your family.
Posted by Iryna Filvarova on August 27, 2010
Мы видели Ирочку однажды - в мае 2009. Эти строчки посвящаются ей, ее близким, всем кто знал и любил ее.

"Ты - рядом, где-то очень рядом...
Глядишь на нас лучистым взглядом
И улыбаешься...
Но ни дотронуться рукою,
Ни заглянуть в твои глаза
Теперь нельзя...
Ты - с нами, мы - всегда с тобою...
И тихо катиться слеза..."

Ира и Виталий
Posted by Breanna Vizlakh on August 26, 2010
'The light in you
Will guide us through
The stormy nights.
So tame the seas
With your resounding beauty.
And together, we'll sail home.'

Irochka, you were the light of my life, and of so many others. You were beautiful and intelligent and just beyond compare.
I know that you will rest in peace, because you deserve nothing short of Heaven.

♥ You are in my heart, always and forever. ♥
Posted by Isana Gitsis on August 26, 2010
Ira was extraordinary; a brilliant, funny, compassionate, adventurous soul who made everything and everyone around her shine. I will miss you, always.
Posted by Len Kush on August 26, 2010
Dear, lovely Girl!
How dare we may miss you at KSP more?
It is horrible for us to know that you have gone forever physically..but our memory will remember and always being present at KSP as long as we live....
Dear Parents, it is sadness to hear about it tragic, please, accept my condolences...
Love You all and your missing Daughter memory

Posted by Filinto Diouf on August 26, 2010
I believe you are in a better place. May God have mercy on your soul and rest in peace. You were a beautiful person that everybody loved because of your genuine attributes. I will miss you dancing and singing while I played Spanish tunes.
Posted by Valerie Khmelnitsky on August 26, 2010
Irochka... May your beautiful soul rest in peace... You were such a bright person and your memory will be in our hearts forever... will miss u and will never forget u!!!
Posted by Natasha Nesterenko on August 26, 2010
Девочка, от которой uсходит сияние,- вот что я думаю, когда пытаюсь представить себе Ирочку...
Ну как понять эту жизнь?!
Боря, Танечка, Машенька, люблю вас! Мы тоже ваша семья. Держитесь, пожалуйста... Больно, очень больно...
Posted by Vlad & Elina Vaysman on August 26, 2010
Tanechka, Borya, our heart is with you at this sad, sad time.
Posted by Oksana Lvova on August 26, 2010
Милая, нежная, светлая, необыкновенная Ирочка! Один раз я тебя увидела на КСП и запомнила на всю жизнь. Такие люди - как солнечный луч... Танечка, Боря, как мне достать вас и разделить эту немыслимую боль!.. Мое сердце и моя боль вместе с вами...
Posted by olga ratnovskaya on August 26, 2010
Ирочка! Светлая, славная, лучистая девочка! Невозможно представить, что тебя не стало. Вечная тебе память!
Мое сердце рвется от боли и я разделяю вашу трагедию, Танечка, Боря, Маша! Мои соболезнования всей вашей большой семье. Люблю всех вас.
Posted by yelena grozny on August 26, 2010
Ира. закрываю глаза и вижу тебя и Машу танцующих на последнем слете КСП. Я верю что свет исходящиий от тебя никуда не уйдет а будет светить всегда для всех кто знал и любил тебя. Боря и Таня, Маша Фелликс Аня и Тина Лена и Саша, Бен и Брина скорбим с вами. Перефразируя Высоцкого-
Неправда, Дочь не умирает           
Лишь рядом быть перестает
Posted by Ben Vizlakh on August 25, 2010
Ira I love you with all my heart. You are my dearest cousin, and you will never be forgotten. May you rest in peace. You left us way too early in life, and i never got that smoothie you promised me ;) I love you with all my heart...and i hope you will always watch over us. <3
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A singing bowl story

Shared by Guy Beider on June 21, 2021
In 2007, I heard the sound of a singing bowl for the first time. Although it felt like this sound was squeezing my heart, a sense of well being penetrated my whole essence. It felt like I was being blessed by some higher intelligence. Shortly after this, I purchased a bowl for my wife and me.
We didn't know what to do with the sound bowl, besides striking it and listening, but there was something about that sound. The bowl was sitting on a decorative cushion, which rested on a coffee table and we couldn't pass by it, without taking the stick and playing the bowl for at least a couple moments. The bowl was receiving so much attention as if it were a member of our small family.
Like a normal couple we had our ups and downs, but every time the bowl made a sound, the atmosphere at home would change for the better, also a more peaceful state of mind was created. 
Back then, I was practicing meditation and was reading a lot about the influence of sound on mental, emotional and physical health. I was looking for some art to occupy myself with and knew that it would be related to sound therapy. The field of “sound healing” triggered my attention. 
Most of the information I found on the internet and books just made me skeptical. I couldn't accept for example that the notes of the modern Western musical scale somehow are related to chakras. Also, having a degree in mechanical engineering, I had a hard time believing that singing bowls are made of seven metals such as mercury, lead, and copper that have such a huge gap in melting temperatures. Even if that was true, why for God's sake people would use poisonous metals for healing? I had so many questions and there was no one around to give me the answers. I purchased a few more singing bowls and was running my experiments. The knowledge started to flow towards me straight from the source - my instruments!
At this time, heavy arguments began to occur between my wife and me almost every day. Our relationship became very heavy on both of us and we decided to provide space to each other. Two months later my wife flew to Nepal. She was planning to take the hiking trail to Everest Base Camp. On August 24th, 2010, the plane she boarded with 13 other people departed from Kathmandu to the village Lukla and it never landed.
She died in an airplane crash on her 30th birthday and my heart died on the same day.
The emotional trauma I experienced couldn't be described and It isn’t my intention to focus on these dark times.
Many days passed until I pulled out one of the singing bowls from my collection again. The sounds were reminding me of the times spent with my little family and this was causing me a lot of pain. I temporarily moved away from my passion for singing bowls.
Months later after the accident, I pulled out the same sound bowl my wife and I used to play together. All of a sudden, I noticed that this bowl had a very interesting character. Once struck, the melancholic sound of a time that will never come back was flooding the room up to the ceiling. My mind was stolen by this fluctuating sad tone. Listening to this singing bowl was just painful. However, something had shifted inside of my chest and the moment of instant healing took place!
I noticed a subtle overtone that I had never paid attention to before. It was the sound of pure joy! It was a ray of sun, so pure and delightful! I asked myself, why was I choosing to listen to the melancholic tone if there is something so delicious about this other tone showing up at the same time?!          
That evening I stroke the bowl countless times. I remember myself listening and smiling. I was smiling and skipping a heartbeat each time the sonic serpent was showing up and pulling my sadness from the chest away to the void. It felt like some sacred knowledge is being unveiled to me. Something that can't be told, but can be heard. 
Since then, the meaning of the words "happiness is a choice" became clear to me. I started to practice listening to and choosing my mood, my thoughts, my emotions, my judgments, my reality. I became hungry for life, adventures and new experiences! I decided to take my life back.
A couple of years later, overcoming my fear, I visited Nepal and Tibet. While in Nepal, I did the Everest Base Camp trail hike. It was an act of closure on my past and the beginning of the next chapter of my life.
I also made a very interesting and fruitful connection with the local singing bowls authorities. I learned so much during this time! For a few weeks, I was spending ten to twelve hours each day, testing thousands of singing bowls in the house of the biggest collector in Nepal. I finally walked away, having made my first big purchase of 56 “Stradivarius” singing bowls.
In Tibet, I intended to visit the holy mountain Kailas, but the Chinese government blocked the way to the foreigners for a month. Instead of doing a Cora around Kailas, I joined a small group of tourists going to Central Tibet to visit five caves of Guru Rinpoche (Padmasambhava). We also visited lots of Buddhist monasteries, some of them had never seen tourists before. Surprisingly, none of these monasteries were equipped with Tibetan singing bowls. I learned about the ceremonial usage of Tingshas (small flat round bronze bells) and gongs, but I was so unsatisfied, seeing no Tibetan bowls in Tibet. A part of me was still hoping to see the Buddhist monks do some practice using the singing bowl, besides collecting donations in them.
At some point along the way, I met an old monk who was playing a  singing bowl. I asked the guide to come with me to talk to the elder. I asked the monk what exactly is he doing with the bowl? The guide translated my question and the elder struck the bowl with a wooden stick and smiled. I noticed that he was missing a couple of teeth, but I didn't care, I just waited with childish excitement for the explanation. The explanation didn't come. The monk just struck his singing bowl again and smiled like a mischievous child. I asked my guide to translate the question, how exactly does the monk use singing bowl? Is he just collecting donations with it, or is he using it for a specific ritual? Does he meditate using the sound? Or maybe he is cleansing his space? Maybe he is doing some sound healing work? The guide understood my point and patiently translated the request. The answer of the elder was one word only, which was translated into English as "listen"!
Yes, I said, I know the sound of the singing bowl, I have a collection of these at home. I am a certified sound healer! I have a sound healing master-level certification! Could you please ask him how he uses the singing bowl? After talking for a while with the monk, my guide looked at me and simply said, “he just told you: - listen!” The monk struck the bowl again as if to emphasize what I just heard from the translator. He then smiled and said in Tibetan the word that I now knew the translation of.
No kidding, it was a great teaching for me! Listen!
When I came back home, I found new qualities in my instruments. After meeting the monk, I was inspired to become an even better listener to my clients and most importantly, to myself and the life around!
I now listen to my body and soul more carefully. I listen to the universe. I am focused on listening, thanks to that short, yet profound meeting with the monk.
Himalayan singing bowls brought so many profound lessons into my life, so many beautiful people, new life and new love. I facilitate sound meditation events at least once a week and I am still excited every time I prepare for the new event.
When I facilitate group sound meditations (what people are usually referring to as a sound bath), I play very gently and quietly. I make long pauses and allow the meditators to quiet their minds and to listen to their inner silence.
By sitting quietly, and allowing yourself to be without any opinions of who or what you are, or how the world should be, by just breathing carefully, without disturbing the harmony around, you will hear the universal love. By just listening to the silence between your thoughts, you realize that love has always been there, like the sky. This is the most important part of meditation and sound healing for me.

SKY complex obtained a new life

Shared by Boris Shekhets on August 23, 2015

After  2015 earthquake this  Complex, including Irisha's Library, is temporary became the school instead of the destroyed local school. This gave local children ability to continue their education in addition to the help in food and medications

Irina Shekhets memorial Library

Shared by Boris Shekhets on August 23, 2015

This is the site of the tragedy that happened on August 24, 2010. Now, Thanks to the ISMSF Foundation and SKY Foundation the complex of public buildings is created there, including Temple, School, Library, Medical Center and Guest House.