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The sewage water pump in my toilet went crazy,
and as talented as Ofir is, in fixing technical things,
it looked like a new pump had to be bought.
20 years ago the builder of our house should have connected the sewage to the neighbor's house,
but the bad relationship did not allow for such a solution.
I warmly suggested, that Ofir, who bought this house 2 years ago, go to the neighbors
and suggest that old solution.
I was present, when he used an opportunity to talk to Nizza in her garden.
The very fact that Ofir tried to open an issue with her,
gave her a chance to voice her pain about what I call "Satan's Shrubs",
which divide between the two neighbors and foil whatever Nizza plants.

That's when another idea came to me, while bicycle-swimming in the Dead Sea:
to do what Succah in the Desert did - after my time - with the sewage from kitchen and shower.
To my surprise I found a renewed website and on it a special chapter about the ecological solution to the sewage.

http://www.succah.co.il/index.html



http://www.succah.co.il/Heb/tour2.htm

There are more of these splendid apricot images of May 2005 in Learn&Live 15 While in this year, 2006, the apricot-tree yielded only 6 fruits, the year before - 3 months after I "settled" next to it - it burst with blossoms (the image was taken on March 4, the day Amit was born), and by the end of May burst with fruits, somehow the "Satan's Shrubs" had not affected the tree then. But towards autumn the tree showed all signs of dying, unlike other apricot-trees in our area...

2007_06_05
[photos will be added later on]

I sent this proposal as attachment to an e-mail
to my landlords who live above me:

"I know, that the idea is not feasable,
but since I put so much effort in devicing it,
I want you to at least enjoy this 'sculpture'."


In retrorespect
the desire behind the idea manifested in a miraculous manner,
though not the ecological aspect of it.


Less than 3 months later,
and after my last water "hideout" was no longer comforting me,
some small incidents "fell into place" and delivered a message:

"Didn't you go to the swimming-pool in Modiin
333 times in 15 months?
There is a swimming-pool in Arad too!
The deal for old people is even better than in Modi'in:
every day, also on weekends, from 8:00 to 14:00!
And you can afford now to pay for an annual subscription!"

So on August 27, 2006, I subscribed and cut my hair.

It took me months to grasp,
how my desire for a little pond in my garden
had been fufilled in a much broader sense
than my limited wish and mind had imagined:

- There is an egg-shaped jacuzzy,
which - if not too full - allows me to massage my whole body,
much more efficient than any Kneipp-therapy could do
(see above)


- If I am in Arad, I go to the pool twice within those 6 hours,
which means to walk 10 minutes to and fro, i.e. 40 minutes.


- The shortest path is through a little wadi at the end of my short street,
it is steep to climb down and steep to climb up,
which enhances the sensation of being in the Desert.


-While walking through the wadi,
I do my daily share of cleaning up "the planet"
and maintaining a path in the wilderness.
See the addition of the verse about "a holy path"
to the tune of Isaiah 35, "Rejoice will the Wilderness".


- During these walks I listen to music on my MP3!


- While doing my dolphin-swirls in the pool,
my intuition is very active for ideas and solutions.


- The morning pool I use to do my ritual of
"Wombing in my womb" all the people in my life
and representatives of all the groups of humankind.


-In the noon pool I train singing the songs,
which I tend to partly forget.


In addition to all this delight as well as efficiency,

there is also a huge lesson to learn:

The enormous judgments that come up,
when I can't avoid colliding
with the "fat, ugly, old" people in the pool.

But this is too big an issue to deal with in this context.

Update on July 12, 2009 At that time nobody thought about recycling grey water. Now Ofir has converted on old oil-tank into a grey-water tank, and as far as gravity allows, we both use the water of his shower for our gardens. Also - at that time the "Satan-Shrubs" were not removed, but now, when Nitza complained again, Ofir cut off as many branches as possible, without ruining the fence-like shrubs, which - after all - provide some privacy for me as well as for my neighbors. Also - the apricot-tree did recover, as this photo of March 5, 2008, promises, and though he never reached the abundance of the year 2005, and the fruits this year were very small, it is alive and I am glad. Also this view from my window is gone. First because Ofir began to park his tractoron there, then, because the "Satan-Shrubs" no longer hide, what is behind the tree: storage of ugly equipment of both my neighbors and Ofir. Coming through the entry door into my flat, I cannot avoid meeting this ugly view. And I wonder what it means, that my heavenly castle is now marred by this view.. Still, the relationship with Ofir, Meital, Lior and Amit is as wondrous as it was from the beginning. See K.i.s.s.-log 2008, October 6

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I follow my understanding and new lekh-lekhâ on January 1, 2009,   that - after 7 years - I should no longer create new pages on my 2 websites, but intermingle the evidence of new experiences with that on existing pages. an "Exercise in lekh-lekhâ" - continuation The uprooting of the second Myoporum The uprooting of the third Myoporum The neighbors become visible Grandma Nitza, one of her daughters and some of her many grandchildren The uprooting of the fourth Myoporum Behind it the miserable apricot-tree is liberated. But will it recover? Continuation in "And she settled" Documentation of my "lekh-lekhâ exercise" in October 2009 - scroll down on each of these pages! first page second page third page fourth page fifth page sixth page