And
YHWH spake unto Moses ... Get thee up ... unto MOUNT
NEBO , which is in the land of Moab, that is over against
Jericho;
and behold the land of Canaan, which I give unto the children of Israel
for a possession: a
n d D I E .... !
... thou shalt see the
land before thee;
but thou shalt not go thither unto the land which I give the children
of Israel.
Bible
Deuternomy 32 end
Moses went up
from the plains of Moab to
MOUNT
NEBO to
the top of Pisgah, that is over against Jericho.
YHWH showed him all the land (...and)
said to him, "This is the land which I swore to Abraham, to Isaac,
and to Jacob, saying, 'I will give it to your seed.'
I have caused you to see it with your eyes,
but you shall not go over there."
So Moses the servant of YHWH
died there in
the land of Moab, according to the word
of YHWH.
He buried him in the valley in
the land of Moab ... but no man knows
of his tomb to this day.
Moses was one hundred twenty years old when he died:
his eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.
Bible
Deuteronomy 34
"D
I E !" was
Moses told, but why ?
Why should he die on Mount
Nebo in Jordan,
and stop-quit fulfilling his vision and mission?
Not at all because of his age or an ailing body!
(And not for the dumb reason dumb people invented later! (Deut.
32:51))
2010_01_25: I apologize! the reason was not dumb at all, as I learnt
now:
When Moses hit
the rock to force it to produce water, he was megalomanic.
You should have flown with the water and walked
"humbly with your God!"
This demand [Micah
6:8],
a motto of
Kiss-log
2008,
is addressed to Moses as to me!
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I,
Maryam, too have reached my
Mount Nebo,
except that dying does no longer make sense!
My sculpture in Hebrew words will make
clear
why the 21 years or rather 61 years out of 68
of exploring&creating the conditions for PEACE
have led me to the only healing of War's roots:
Accepting myself totally, including my SHAME !
I wrote this passage
on July 18, 2006 - on day 7 of the 2nd Lebanon War.
Now - toward the third "anniversary" of NEBO-LET-GO on July
15, 2009,
I am re-editing here the 2 pages of the original, mostly Hebrew, sculpture
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MY V IS ION |
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HOME-ARARAT
HEART |
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E-volving, Un-folding the "SPS"
resources of the Desert
S P A C E
P U R
I T Y
S I L E N C E
[as opposed to the cities' crowdedness,
pollution & noise],
will
be the great CHALLENGE , which will help Jews
and Arabs
to bring about E
Q U A L I T Y in
S E L F - E S T E E M
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2)
Since 1974, my peace-work[started in 1958] has been
based on:
Transforming a negative dependency
into a positive dependency.
Now
-2006_11_15- I know
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3)
Positive dependency or" Partnership" is based
on 3 conditions:
COMMON INTEREST / MUTUAL TRUST / EQUALITY in SELF-ESTEEM.
4)
For 32 years of having PRACTICALLY tested this theory
,
I believed, that EQUALITY in SELF-ESTEEM can only
be realized,
if the adversaries, forced into mutual dependency by
destiny,
will engage in COPING
TOGETHER with a
CHALLENGE
which is SO BIG , that it DWARFS the GAP
in SELF-ESTEEM.
why this could not be
realized so far... |
Pages about
Israel&Ismael and my Partnership Work as well as about my
Desert Vision and Realization, see OVERVIEW IN HEALING-K.I.S.s. |
| NEBO:
LETTING-GO
21 years of "lekh-lekhâ"
in the footsteps of Abraham
Vision about Peace
through Economy in the Desert
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Preface
to the Hebrew -Sculpture-in-Words
First Stage: Training towards the "landing"
of the Vision-
building,
living, driving the Bus, my mobile Home
Second Stage: Development of a model of a
t e m p o r a r y Hosting
Business in the Desert: "Succah in the Desert"
Third Stage: Development of a model of a
m o b i l e
Hosting
Business in the Desert: the "Pyramidion"
Where to now? Realization through Healing: I have
to heal and
wait until I can accept my shame "in my womb"
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Preface
May 1983
- the inner voice suggested,
that I should follow "Abraham" literally, physically
and prepare for "going out" from my children's home
as soon as my youngest son would be half a year in the army,
1985.
January 26, 2006- -the most
painful strain
in my right groin
told me that my work in the exterior world was done.
That day was the
31st birthday of Mother Samira in the desert,
to be celebrated for the first time in her life- suggested by
me.
For one last time I dragged myself+hitchhiked 10 km to &
fro.
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Samira's and Yahia's
family , with their - at that time - seven children, and me, Maryam,
in the "Zealots' Valley", January 2005,
This is the first time, that I permit myself to exhibit photos of
"my" family, since after "Nebo" I have nothing
to loose anymore.
It was here, in
the "Tent of Appointment" , on July
15, 2006
where a few people were ready to witness my "official" Nebo-Fairwell.
See
the much more impressing pictures, which I took in February 2005.
Now that I had come - as I see it - for the very last time, I was
disappointed,
that the palmfronds, which will cover the dome , were still waiting
on the ground.
First Stage:
Training towards the landing of the Vision:
The Bus or my Mobile
Home
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Intermezzo:
From where did I come, when I did my lekh-lekhâ from "ordinary"
life?
 
my parents at the
time of my birth, 1938,
and a general cross on a war-cemetery in Sicily,
where my father - killed in 1943- got a fake grave
my
mother in 1984 - in my care at Ramat-Gan,
with her diapers and her husband's photo behind her
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my soldier - father
in 1941 |
1941: a photo made
by my father in a "conquered" town:
"Jews have to clean up the debris of bombardments" |
1983: With my children:
Immanuel, Ronnit, Micha at Ramat, to where I moved after my divorce,
1987: while I was parking my bus next to Immanuel's home - awaiting
the birth of Elah
This could have been the last day of my
teaching
of one of my classes : Arab literature:
All pupils were either Israeli Arabs,
or were born as Jews in Arab countries,
Syria, Egypt, Iraque,Yemen, Morocco etc. |
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I was teaching from
1974-1984,
History of Zionism,
Jewish Thought,
Arab Literature
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1983: with my sister in Germany, before
I brought my Altzheimer-sick mother to Israel
1983: my eldest son receives a certificate of having become a pilot
in the Israeli Airforce
My license for driving a truck up to 15 tons
Glimpses
into some stories with my Altzheimer sick mother,
see Succah
Diary 1992- scroll down to the relevant photo |
Immanuel, playing
the electronic church-organ in my bus
How did Immanuel work on the complicated "furniture"
of the tiny space, already filled with two water-tanks, a kitchen
sink and a gas-stove?
See
now a "Closeup" to the beginnings of building my mobile
home and living in it: How to shit in Nature
About two or three times a week Immanuel managed to make the
bike-drive of one hour to Ramat-Hadar and one hour back to the
airforce base.
My best friend Yanina had flower green houses and fields there
and invited me to park my bus there until it would be converted
into a home.
The primitive machinery and carpentry workshop was installed
under a shade that extended from the bus, electricity was provided
by my friends. |
In November , when the rains started to ruin
the "carpenter shop",
Immanuel suggested that I join my
friend Mona, who had just emigrated to Germany
and help her - who only 16 years earlier had fled from Iraq - to get
used to "my" former country.
The 3 months gave me the chance to seriously start with what had been
over-due:
integrating my
German-Christian past with my present Jewish-Israeli identity.
When I came back, Immanuel - and other artisans - continued for two
more months
to work on converting the old vehicle into a modern mobile home.
When I finally started to move - in May 1986- I still had no solar
energy.
I was dependent on parking every 3-4 days near friends, where I could
charge my generator batteries ...
During the following winter - 1986-87 - I was again in Germany,
this time with an official job for 4 months as a guest lecturer in
Berlin.
While I was away, the bus parked on the airforce base, where Immanuel
was stationed
and where he had the chance and the technical means to complete the
interior of my home.
When I came back from Europe -
Immanuel surprised me with excellent completions
of the bus "furniture",
one of them was a desk-plate with drawers (10 cm height) underneath,
placed on one of the two fiberglas watertanks
which I had let made and installed right in the beginning,
before I even moved to Ramat-Hadar.
The desk next to the steering wheel was
photographed in winter 1995-96, after I had moved my bus into the
direction,
in which I wanted to continue with my
"SPS Desert
Economy" model and
erect
the first "midbaron", a desert village.
Listen
to the song in SongGame 2007
