Anat Maor (Hebrew: ענת מאור, born 28 May 1945) is a former Israeli politician who served as a member of the Knesset for Meretz between 1992 and 2003.
Born in kibbutz Negba during the Mandate era, Maor studied at Tel Aviv University gaining a BA in history and philosophy and an MA in labour management. She worked as a headmistress of a high school and a university lecturer, and also served as secretary of Negba and a director of the United States branch of the Kibbutz Zionist Immigration office.
She was first elected to the Knesset in 1992, and served as Deputy Speaker of the Knesset during her first term. After being re-elected in 1996, she chaired the subcommittee for the Advancement of Women in the Workplace and Economy. For the 1999 elections she was placed fifth on the Meretz list, and retained her seat for a second time. During her third term in the Knesset she chaired the Science and Technology Committee.
Maor lost her seat in the 2003 elections.
Maor (Hebrew: מָאוֹר) is an agricultural moshav in the Menashe Regional Council, Israel, near Baqa al-Gharbiyye. It was established in 1953 by Jewish immigrants from Romania and Poland; was abandoned after several years, and re-established in 1957 by Jewish immigrants from Yemen. The population is several hundred people, some of which work in agriculture on the moshav, and others who live on the moshav but work elsewhere.
Yeah, into the mists of time and space
Where we have no say, over date and place, oh yeah
Don't get embarrassed if it happens a lot
That you don't know how you started
Or where you're gonna stop, oh, yeah
And if at times it seems insane, all the tears in searching
Turning all your joy to pain, in pursuit of learning
Buy a dream and hideaway, can't escape the sorrow
Your mojo will have no effect, as we head into tomorrow
Round and round like a twisted wheel
Spinning in attempt to find the feel, the feel
Find the path that will help us find
A feeling of control over lives and minds, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And if at times it seems insane, all the tears in searching
Turning all your joy to pain, in pursuit of learning
Buy a dream and hideaway, can't escape the sorrow
Your mojo will have no effect, as we head into tomorrow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And if at times it seems insane, all the tears in searching
Turning all your joy to pain, in pursuit of learning
Pray and act it will connect, can't escape the sorrow
Your mojo will have no effect, as we head
Into the stars and always up
Drinking from a broken cup
Whose golden gleam is fading fast
Praying that it has not passed
Oh, into tomorrow, oh yeah
Into tomorrow, oh, yeah
Oh, into tomorrow, ohh
Into tomorrow, ohh
Into tomorrow, ohh
Into tomorrow, ohh