I focus my experiencing and awareness on being
"a pioneer of Evolution
in learning to feel":
I let my Body vibrate and my Heart 'womb'
pain, shame, fear, boredom, powerlessness,
so feelings can >heal >guide>fulfill>evolve,
and ~~~ offer ~~~"goldmines"~~~ to us all!!
"I
want you to feel everything, every little thing!"
May 10, 2007;
last update: April 28, 2008. Scroll to the end of K.is.s.-Log 2008_04_27
- on the Eve of Pesach
click twiceclick to stop
"And Eliyah walked in the desert
...
and sat under one rotem-broom
and asked his soul to die
saying:
"It's enough
now, YHWH,
take my soul!
For I am not better
than my fathers." [Bible, Kings I, 19]
Since 1974, I had a piano or an electronic
organ,
and when a depression would wear me down,
because I never seemed to "do" "enough"
to fulfil what I perceived as my vocation,
I would try to find time (!!!) and play,
and sing with Mendelssohn's "Elias"
But since 2002, see puzzle piece
19b Body's Death
when I spoke the words of only the first "Enough" ,
I have learnt to listen to the second "Enough",
not because the path is "too much"
for Eliayah,
and he "simply has to walk anyway"...
but because I'm truly doing "enough" by my very BEING,
and "getting up and walking" and realizing my vocation,
means perhaps~~~ swinging
and swirling like a dolphin
click
twice
"Eliyah!
Not by fire, storms or earth-quakes will you save the World,
but by listening to the "Voice of Fine Silence" within,
and by heart-connecting to your 7000 Peers around you."
"Then he lay down under one rotem and
fell asleep.
All at once an angel touched him and said,
"Get up and eat."
He looked around, and there
by his head was a cake of bread
baked over hot coals,
and a jar of water.
He ate and drank and then lay down again.
The angel of YHWH came back a second
time
and touched him and said,
"Get up and eat,
for the journey is too much
for you."
So he got up and ate and drank.
Strengthened by that food, he walked..."
Du wolltest wie ein Sturmwind niedergehen
Und wie der Foehn im Tun gewaltig sein,
Du wolltest Wesen hin zu Wesen wehen
Und Menschenseelen geisselnd benedein,
In heissem Wirbel muede Herzen mahnen
Und Starres ruehren zu bewegtem Licht,
- Du suchtest mich auf deinen Sturmesbahnen
Und fandst mich nicht.
Du wolltest wie ein Feuer aufwaerts draengen
Und alles tilgen, was dir nicht bestand,
Du wolltest sonnenmaechtig Welten sengen
Und Welten laeutern in geweihtem Brand, Mit jaeher Wucht ein junges Nichts entzuenden
Zu neuen Werdens seligem Gedicht,
-Du suchtest mich in deinen Flammengruenden
Und fandst mich nicht.
Da kam mein Bote ueber dich und legte
Dein Ohr ans stille Leben meiner Erde,
Da fuehltest du, wie Keim an Keim sich regte,
Und dich unfing des Wachsens Allgebaerde,
Blut schlug an Blut, und dich bezwang
das Schweigen,
Das ewig volle, weich und muetterlich,
- Da musstest du dich zu dir selber neigen,
Da fandst du mich.
and it's here and now,
that the channeling of 1988
needs to be quoted again: "to be one who works
among others
to help them put the pieces together
and not be responsible
for the pieces being put together herself,
is a lesson.
People must be given small steps
to turn their lives around.
Things that are within
their immediate grasp.
She must always give thoughts
to what is their next step
as an individual and as a group
and help them see the next step,
something that can be obtained
rather than shooting for the stars. Depression will result from
this
and falling back in to old habits
and lack of motivation."
Enhancement in 2011, completed
on March 13
Exemplary I n t e g r a t i o n of two time-periods
in my life:
Diary Texts of 1978 ~ and ~ Desert Photos of
Dec.1989-Jan.1992
Scattered memories of England
Nora [who is not only Michael
Croft's mother but a teacher of Re-evaluation Counseling herself]:
"In a first session with a new counselor
I always make him talk about pleasant memories in his life.
That makes them feel safe and also brings discharge because
of the nostalgia."
I: "Who am I to decide for myself,
which feelings are the most important?"
"Pains that are not felt are immediately translated into
fears."
I told Yvonne about a dream and she said: "The
sink that skimmed over, the neglected house - they symbolize
needs that are neglected in you." In the dream I was trying to patch the ugliness of the
room, desperately, with beautiful pictures - without any success.
I have to be a wholly new whole woman.
Tim Jackins about Oppression: "The
entire society is steeped in this. RC people pretend that they
don't have the pattern of oppression, of putting other people
down. It's not enough to try to act right. The only perspective
- if you face the fact that you have the pattern, too, is to
counsel and discharge and not let it happen. There is that subtle
way of oppression to leak out of you. But if you discharge,
you can start to keep things from being acted out!"
" To interrupt oppression forcefully is often the only
way we can do it - for ourselves, for the patterned person,
for the victim. To let him see, that life can be different and
hopeful." ((But this is not enough to change
things, and the way Michael interrupted his father's antisemitic
remarks certainly did not win the oppressor over as an ally!))
Tim was careful in defining an oppressor in the stories about
oppression, e.g. "His father was
troubled in a way, that he always beat him.." "There
need to be reassurance that they were not that way innately.
They did not choose to be racist etc." You have to contradict guilt-feelings:
1) Look at the times when you were oppressed - talk
about it and contradict the isolation that was connected with
the distress. Then step into opposition to that distress:"It's never going to happen again!"
"You can have as many friends as you want."
2) Tell an incident when you stood up against oppression!
This helps to assure you of what you really are. And if you
can't remember, keep your mind on it constantly, try a spading
phrase:"I h
a v e opposed oppression!"
3) You got so lost in your distress, that you either let it
happen or actively participated in it. - You don't believe your
feelings so much. ...
4) Remake the story, contradicting that feeling, that it had
to be that way ,"
Tim Jackins to me: "To work on anger
would not help you, because you had to control yourself so much,
that you would sound angry, but not feel the distress behind
the anger. You better work on the fear: what scares you when
others make a mistake, that you might not be able to correct
etc.?"
"Some patterns are more functional than others (like compulsive
responsibility, punctuality), but not more rational, and that's
not where we want to go."
Relationship-Counseling: try to get each person to get a better
perspective and to make it possible for them to take responsibility.
Ask. 1) What is the situation like? 2) What does it f
e e l like for you. 3) What do you want the other
person to remember about you, when this situation will happen
again?
About marriage and RC: All relationships are improved, even
those that are ended.
Laughing, when somebody tells something that's not funny at
all: "Let them laugh their fear off!"
Harvey Jackins: to prevent loss of leaders: Every group shall
assume responsibility for their leaders' counseling and reemergence.
"Listen to the leader, what he needs. Then let the leader
be excused and let the group come up with a plan, how to counsel
the leader........ We've been burning up and using up leaders."
"To pay attention with expectation, delight and respect
- this makes the client responsive. By being delighted with
your client, you contradict all the distress."
[When we arrived in Israel,
I interrupted my writing of memories of the workshops and came
back "to present time": describing in Hebrew, what
I felt, both:
full-fill-ment and fear:]
4/9/78
One of the many tasks in the frame of this
totally new creation on earth was, to make pathes.
The very "destination" of my bus was - in Hebrew and in Arabic
- "Thousands of Pathes",
according to a
song which came to me in 1984, when traveling to the wedding of a
pupil in the town "Netivot"=Pathes.
I don't know, where I met these two young
men, who - on the photo - make a path to the rock of the Hill of the Angels
Flight,
where Dani Kish constructed the first succah, and in which lived our first
guest, Irene Sonnabend, till a storm blew it away.
What I recall, with pain, is ,that they belonged to the kind of people,
who are attracted to me like moths to a fire and then get burnt.
Though I once - when they conveyed that they were in dire need of my support
- took the time and the money and the energy,
to drive down to some far-away place in the Arava, where they lived, just
for a two hours support,
they , sometime later, became disappointed by me, I don't remember by
what, nor does it matter.
For people who project on me what they want to see
and don't really mean Me, will always be disappointed in the end...
Don: "I
had to think about you all night, where you could not think yourself!"
I: "It's my turn now to be in charge."
Don, suddenly phantasizing, how
Michael Saunders would tell Jo and Jo would tell Harvey and Harvey
would do damage to my work.
Rachel: "Your fear causes all
this irrationality. How could any of these three lovely persons
do such a thing?"
"But Harvey is against you!"
"That was my irrationality! I'll tell you a wonderfl example
for our conviction, that blaming will never help, but thinking about
another person, where he himself cannot think, will help:
After a wild session with Semiramis about Harvey I came to him,
not blaming, but appreciating him:"Your patience has inspired
me to slow down 'Partnership', to not act on my fear of the imminent
catastrophe, but to train people one by one etc., just like you
did, though you knew as I know, that RC is maybe the most important
development in the last years. ((Nora
would not be so absolutistic but would say: "one of the important..."))
continuation
of the memory about Don stokes and Harvey Jackins:: "He was touched and said:"Yes, simply, laboriously
and stumbling over our own feet, making mistakes and correcting
them, like we did today, and I've been much more impatient than
you are."
"My
greatest grudge against him had been, that he did not admit
mistakes! Had I blamed him, he would have defended himself or
attacked me, or turned me into a client, but here I appreciated
him and the humility I was longing for came out all by itself!"
"Thank you, my Rachel for telling me. It puts me at ease
with Harvey!"
I had forgotten until this moment of writing, that it was Don
who had soothed my rage, when I came down from ""working""
in front of the group, yes that it was this very situation which
connected between me and Don.
"I can't remember", I
kept repeating but Harvey pressured me: "you
have a complaint-pattern!" whenever I wanted to
tell him, that I didn't feel anything, till I finally told the
story that was so much alike this situation: My teacher in second
grade blamed me again and again and again for having talked
in class, until I succumbed: "yes,
I've talked!" though I truly hadn't talked. "...You
are a lyer etc. etc." , which had dire consequences
when I came home and my mother already "knew" from
my younger sister that "Christel
has lied!"....
Now with Harvey I did it all over again: I gave in, telling
what Harvey wanted to hear - an "occluded" memory,
crying, because he wanted me to cry on his shoulder. It was
disgusting and I was furious, and when I got back to my seat
near Ronnit, Don - who had taken the other side to be with her
while I was in front- asked, if I wanted him to sit next to
me - "for some closeness"
and he came, and he stroked most of the rage away, and then
- in my room - gave me a mini-session. I had given the impression
(and felt so at first) that I wanted to cuddle, so he made me
lie down, but I kept talking, I don't remember what, and he
sat up and made me sit up ((while writing this in the plane,
Ronnit is cuddling me. What soft kisses there are exchanged...))"I thought, you wanted to cuddle,
but now I see, you want to share with me your intellectual insights
about what happened." I was shocked about this intuition-
about him being aware of me much more than I was aware of myself.
The effect was even greater since I had mistrusted him completely,
mistaking his cuddling me for disguised sex. It took me many
hours till I trusted him, and the rest of the week was a testing
of my feeling, that finally somebody really understood my needs
and responded to them! It proved to be reality!
7/9/78
(?)
But
I hadn't been aware, that any fury about Harvey must have restimulated
[today, March 9, 2011, I
would say: "triggered"!]
Don, however good a counselor he was at that time. And I had left
him with this hurt all week, even reinforcing it now and then.
But this pain, too, was healed, and thinking could and can prevail
on every front.
I'm going home now to Rafael and Immanuel and Micha.
Love and lightness will govern my life from now on. A life
full of love and creativity
free of stress and pettiness
with all its pain and happiness
and all my mistakes and imperfectness.
I'll transform everything through my love
and my smile,
meine koenigliche Freiheit - my queenly freedom!
10/9/78
"The hurrider I am, the behinder I get"
(poster in Nora's club for the mentally ill)
This is a lovable composition, which the
non-linearity of those old slides allowed for:
2 young creative men, contributing their talents to the manifestation
of the Succayah.
The sign, painted by Yacob Haziza, could still be seen, when I visited
there 2 years ago,
outside the window of the Succah-Office, which I had rented then at Mitzpe-Ramon.
[it didn't end well between us, see Succah
Diaries5,6,
7,
and K.i.s.s.-Log 2008_05_21]
And is this Eyal Yezreeli, the guy who sows on my machine outside my bus?
[on one of those tables which I had deviced 1966 for my
and my husband's study at Ramat-Hadar] He was a great helper ever since I met him
and his wife, when they were students at a college in Haifa,
where I was allowed to inspire 30 pupils to come up with an idea of what
a "succah" would look like and be made of. [see Eyal's black and white photos in
"Succah 2nd Stage"and 3rd
Stage]
He, too, was disappointed by me.
But in March 2008 he, by
chance, picked me up, when I hitchhiked to Succah in the Desert.
He brought me to his family and his courageous desert-wine-business north
of Mitzpe-Ramon.
11/9/78
They leave me, I mean, "Partnership", but "Partnership"
and me that's the same
And one last time: "Water in the Wilderness",
the cherished theme of so
many biblical prophecies,
though , in this case, the water comes from a reservoir, which is providing
water to Mitzpe-Ramon.
In time we got permission, to install a tap in the hose, that runs from
the town to the Observatory.
We almost lost the permission,
when I once let my Bedouin neighbors use the tap, though they payed
what they owed me...
To my shame and regret I don't remember the names of the volunteers
on these two photos.
13/1/78
Benjamin (after I told him, that I asked the Utrecht people
to cover the deficit of the Ibellin-camp, and asked, if this wasn't
impertinent): "I've a principle, I never say 'no'
for other people! Let they say 'no'!
To my great surprise, in the first year
of the Succayah,
I was once asked to cook dinner for the wider family
of the Alpaca-Farm.
[in Healing-Ki.s.s.>"Search" sometimes appears "Alpaca-Farm"
and sometimes "Alpacca-Farm" Though Ilan Dvir (to the
right) several times could not help helping me out from some
dire situations,
I could not make him grasp the mutual dependency between us, despite
my never ceasing efforts.
It was with him like with all the other potential partners
- people who did creative things in the desert -
whom I was chasing so
pathetically -
they could not love me....
One of the groups, that began to discover the
Succayah as an ideal place for their workshops!
Members of the
municipality of
Mitzpe-Ramon with the mayor (standing aside). [see
also "3rd stage of Succah"]
There was only the bus and the temporary succah [with
the donkey to the right]
and there was my quest to be allowed to "park" in this wadi.
How come, that I was - not supported, but - tolerated by this authority?
It must have been Ezri Alon,
the head of "Park Ramon" of what is now called "Israel
Nature and Parks Authority
who - unlike so many rangers and officials of that authority before
and later........
- decided to help me as much as he could .
I met Ezri again after 20 years, during the "Walk about Love",
and that is the only photo I have of him.
"By chance", the photo is inserted in a Godchannel file called
.realhelp!
Because that is what Ezri Alon provided for me, the REAL HELP of an
angel on the abyss!!!
16/9/78
Mit Ingrid Ueber Rafael:
"Wenn du bei Rafael bleibst,
so weniger weil du ihm treu bist als weil du dir selber treu
bleiben willst!"
A view from Succat-Abraham - with 3 succahs
being visible:
Sarah and Ya'acov on the ridge, Lea in the back of the Wadi,
and with very special guests : three camels, which belonged to our Bedouin
neighbors.
Just like their owners the camels had no shame to enter the Succayah
as their territory.
Of this phenomenon I was extremely proud then.
And that this has changed - "BEDOUINS
OUT!" - as I had to experience
on Dec. 29, 2009,
is - of all the signs - the most shameful one and tells me:
Your Vision has appeared ahead of time...
I
obviously was invited to a festive event of our neighbors in their
own compound. The women dance and the men clap their hands. Hamda,
the mother of several sons
and first wife of Jum'aa,
became even
a kind of friend
in time,
as much as language problems
allowed it.
For though I speak Arabic,
their dialect was
difficult for me.
Gott, der du gross bist, gibst am liebsten grosse Gaben,
ach dass wir Armen nur so kleine Herzen haben. Oh God, you, who are great, prefer to give great
gifts,
woe that we poor ones have only such small hearts! [On March 8, 2011, I recorded
and inserted this canon in
SongGame]
17/9/78 - a big X crossed this pasage in the diary and there is no continuation.
I must have copied it sometime in the past and thrown away the original
pages.
But the ending is very appropriate for this composition called : INTEGRATION!
One of many different perspectives of
Succat-Abraham, in this case with "Mount
Lekh-Lekhâ" in the background,
and two guests/friends, Irene and Karin, in front of the succah (see
more photos in Closeups
and in"SHAME's
Task&Curse"].
As a completion to this view of an exemplary
human creation in the Desert,
I want to close these five pages of Integration with a view,
that demonstrates the economic principle of my vision:
The Desert Nature is hardly touched by humans,
and because it's hardly touched, it is enhanced!
It is the Rachel-Succah which appears here...
La
Joie de Vivre,
Life begins at forty:
Ganz, whole, tamim, shalem
I want to live the next 40 years
a life full of love and creativity
free of stress and pettiness
with all its pain and happiness
will all mistakes and imperfectness