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InteGRATion into GRATeFULLness
Fine-tuning to my Presence
Started on 2007_07_11 - updated on
2007_07_29 - continued
on 2007_08_04
What are the Conditions for Heaven-on-Earth?
I am GRATe-FULL for all the nourishment from my co-workers on "Firing the Grid"
I watched Shelley Yates telling her 8-part story and gleaned these proposals from it:
1) be conscious
of what you are doing, - doing no harm to either others or YOURSELF |
2) gratefulness
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3) Listen to
music that uplifts you, color your world with shades that uplift you, don't listen to what brings you down. |
Such simplification is a challenge!
After
the Thanksgiving for every moment of my Firing-the-Grid Day
I shall slowly work on the practical meaning of Heaven-on-Earth
A kind of diary will advance this thinking and experiencing.
The earthy background of the intro-image of
"Fire the Grid"
These four conditions can only be reached, |
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2007_07_14
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REJOICE GREATLY
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A modest song, created in the Desert, in 1993 about all of us needing to redeem the Messias, the Redeemer, in ourselves 
To redeem from victimhood
I came. |
In Umkehr
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"Write down
the vision… For the vision awaits an appointed time; … Though it lingers, wait for it; it will certainly come and not be too late… Habakkuk 2:1-3 |
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See
the Visions in the Hebrew Bible about A New Heaven and a New Earth A New Heart and a New Spirit A Heart of Flesh , not a Heart of Stone One Heart and a New Spirit "And I'll speed it up in its own time " |
2007_07_14
| All this talk about: Love, Love, Love! For me it is simple
to love, But the problem, yes the calamity, yes the tragedy is, Not because of the "Pain
of Cain", which has healed, |
Today - July 14 - I found a new, more exact
definition of love
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2007_07_15
The overall, underall, withinall condition for Heaven-on-Earth
is GRATe-FULL-ness.
Suddenly I see a pun in this term:
great-full-ness, i.e. if I'm grate-full,
I also feel great.
Will grate-full-ness also solve the
predicament of Cain?]
2007_07_16
Thoughts:
"I am a poor wayfaring stranger,
there
is NO sickness, toil, NOR danger,
in that bright world to where I go!"
"no", "not", "nor",
but what Yes?
What about satisfaction and fulfillment?
And see all the paintings about "Heaven",
e.g. the - bad - picture of the cupole of
the Last Judgment
in the Baptisterium San Giovanni in Florence.
Who wants such a boring pleasure?
I always say:
Life is three things:
loving-creating-learning [July 18, 2011: see
now my
song: Life is...]
but what about getting satisfaction from simply experiencing?
the German word "erleben" and the Hebrew word "khovah"?
Mika, my youngest grand-daughter, 18 months old, still knows
how to find satisfaction and fulfillment in every moment of her day.
2007_07_17
Is this Heaven on Earth?
A boy who has everything most people on Earth yearn for and having it would
be for them Heaven on Earth?
Did you hear, that two such boys in a Western country tortured to death the
parents of one of them,
with the only motive : "The frustration of living"?
Or even in a poor country - why are boys ready to kill, and blow up even themselves?
I implore you, you people of "light and love"! Take this image into
your thoughts and dreams!
2007_07_25
Heaven on Earth
= HoE
=we have to hoe out Heaven on Earth with a hoe!
2007_07_29
I saw a documentary about men in the French Swiss
Alps,
who are busy with the most satisfying work:
they are highly skilled in making shingles!
Which means, they are responsible for the entire process,
from choosing the right trees in an altitude of 1000 meters
- and many more parameters to get the right wood -
to "sculpting" shingles in different length and width
to building or repairing roofs in the mountain villages,
which then will last for 50 years, despite 2 meter high layers of snow on
them.
I wished, all the media would - every day - exchange one horror-info for one
HoE story!
2007_07_30
Do I want cars in Heaven-on-Earth?
This is an example of fine-tuning!
After 5 months of mailings between me and the Ministry of Transport,
concerning their demands for renewing my Driver's Licence,
going to the optometrist, and since he wasn't sure, going to the eye-doctor,
renouncing licence no. 1 (small motor-bikes)
and no.2 (trucks up to 4,5 tons, needed for driving my bus),
and keeping only licence no.3 for driving a private car (though I don't own
one)
I finally got the paper, with which I can go to the bank and pay.
Then it will take another month until I may get the licence.
My present one will last until August 15, but never mind.
Now comes the point:
Before paying for the licence, I need to let myself be photographed.
I went to shop in my town of 26000 inhabitants: "Are you licensed?"
"No, nobody in Arad is licensed, you have to travel to Beersheva".
I couldn't believe it. So I found a number to call.
After a long round-about of automatic answers I understood: only in Beersheva.
I didn't have paper and pencil with me, so I'll have to take the automatic
phone-tour once more.
And then I have to take a 45 minutes bus-ride and find my way to that licensed
place somewhere in Beersheva.
I saw myself furious~~~ and laughing about this fury.
"Now, let's see, what this has to do with Heaven-on-Earth!"
I started:
On my Heaven-on-Earth there won't be any automobiles.
In fact I never like traveling in one and even less - driving one.
I was already 9 years old, when I happened to sit in a private car for the
first time.
Nausea was all I could connect to cars for many years to come.
Later - I could offer people a riddle:
"How can it be, that I've made my driver's license for times without
failing once?"
I did it the first time , when still in Germany, in 1963.
I had to bring my baby to the theory-lessons..
In Israel we didn't have a car for several years and my license expired.
My husband bought me a moped, asked me to drive it immediately,
but when I fell and hurt myself ... I went to acquire the license in a legal
way.
In 1970, the year of my brother's fatal car-accident, I used the absence of
my husband
to secretly make the license for a private car.
I don't remember, why he was against it.
And then, when I had this crazy "vocation" of driving in Abraham's
bus-steps,
I demanded a driving school to teach me how to drive a truck up to 4 1/2 tons.
A woman? and not exactly young, but 46 years old?
The other teachers pitied the one who was assigned to teach me.
I succeeded. I bought an old army-bus, some miracles happened to get a licence
for the bus itself.
I got it and I learnt to drive my fragile mobile home, sometimes with 1 1/2
ton of water, overstepping the legal weight.
During the first years of "Succah in the Desert" I drove a jeep,
then an additional pick-up.
In 1998 I was caught driving my bus, though the license for it had not been
renewed, - "too old".
That was the end of bus-driving.
The end of car-driving altogether came 2 years ago - after the need for driving
my grandchildren lessened..
On June 19 this year I needed a car to meet my friend Yanina for her seventieth
birthday.
To travel to her by hitchhiking, busses and railways, as I do my usual traveling,
was simply not feasable in this case.
My children were not pleased, but I threatened: "There may come a time,
when you'll be in need of my driving-skill,
it will not get better by never practising".
So I got my son's car for 4 hours, and managing the car was no problem.
Managing the navigation on all the new highways took me twice as much as it
would have taken my son.
I still hate cars, and my GRATe-FULL-ness includes "not having a car".
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I asked "those above": Why all this hazzle with the renewal of my
driver's license?
Should I renounce the license altogether?"
The answer: "No! You'll still need it, despite your personal Heaven-on-Earth.
The hazzle - once in two years - should help you identify with all the people
around you,
and it should remind you, how wonderful it is, that this is your only hazzle
with the authorities!"
[July 18, 2011: I'm again going through
this hazzle. Thank you for leading me to this passage...]
This is so very true!
I was given the great gift of having to "go to town" only once a
month,
to receive my Old-Age National Insurance, and to buy some food stuff that
doesn't come in any other way.
I'm not entitled to have a credit-card, nor do I want one.
So my sons with credit cards pay some tiny sums for the Internet Server, my
websites, the cell-phone
Even the payment for the Internet Connection and the TV Digital Converter
is added to my rent,
which anyway includes water and sewage, electricity and cable TV,
and this combined payment I pay in cash to my landlord.
Not needing to deal with payments or any other bureaucracy is for me an aspect
of Heaven-on-Earth.
Yes, but what about the other people?
Let's envision, that no cars will be needed in the future.
We'll be able to tele-transport ourselves, or to enjoy a slow ride on a donkey,
a camel, in a horse-cart.
But what about the people who make and repair cars etc. etc. etc.?
The need to make a living is not taken into account in Heaven-on-Earth.
People will have all they need.
But what about chances to do something, leave alone to do something creative?
Something which renders satisfaction and Full-Fill-ment?
And also - what about the males, who need posh cars or crazy driving of cars
to bolster their self-esteem?
As always - I can envision,
that once "Total Self-Acceptance" and from there self-esteem and
wholeness will become the way of being,
such miserable means of feeling proud will have become redundant.
But I CANNOT ENVISION, that the need for SATISFACTION and FULL-FILL-ment will
become redundant.
So, for the time being, I'll stop wasting my energy on anger against those
people,
who could have simply sent one single letter to all photo-shops in the country,
advising them how to photograph the people who want to get a driver's licence.
And I'll transform the laughable into laughter and just another experience
of living..
Next morning:
Thank you for opening my eyes to my dumbness.
It proved, that I needed this experience to stay up-to-date in this world's
affairs.
1) Paying for the licence has nothing to do with going to the photo-station.
Both, the money and the photo are transferred to the Ministry of Transport
electronically.
2) Since the photo is transferred by computer and from there inserted in the
licence by computer,
it is understandable, that only an official photo-station can guarantee for
the genuineness of the photo.
The "hoe-digging" in this case was:
Even in Heaven-on-Earth I need lessons,
in this case:
in order to stay balanced with my surroundings.
What makes even such lessons "Heaven-on-Earth "
is the release of judgments,
like "it's a hazzle!"
and the release of self-victimization :
"why do THEY hazzle people!"
Evening: in my children's home at Shoham:
Once I had released my judgments and my victimhood,
the procedure turned out to be remarkably easy.
Right in the morning I went to the postal bank in Arad – especially
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i.e. without combining it with any other activity, not even with the pool,
in order to wait in a long line and accept the procedure of paying for the
licence.
So now I was free to focus on the photography.
I would combine it with my traveling to Shoham and make a break at Beersheva.
The bus arrived and within 5 minutes I found the mall with the "Photo
Station"!
Within another 10 minutes I was photographed and that was it!
But the story had more in store!
Until the departure of the train I had 45 minutes.
I used them to find someone who would repair two necklaces, which had waited
for a long time,
"I repair only gold", I was told in Arad, and who indeed deals with
simple, but special necklaces?
I did find a kiosk within the mall, and the man- open to my specific demands-
promised to repair the necklaces within 15 minutes.
I used these minutes to take a deep breath and expose myself to the dread
of the mall.
Malls are sheer horror for me.
Soon I found refuge in a huge book-store.
And though I feel overflooded even by books,
I decided to make the best of it and headed straight to the "New-Age"
department.
Hundreds and hundreds of books, either translated or originally Hebrew.
I desired to be guided to a book.
But the one, that my blindly grasping hand , held , - by an author I knew
– was boring,
and so were about ten other books which I pulled from the shelf.
I was neither surprised nor sad, that there was nothing relevant for ME.
But – as usual – I felt pain because I identified with many an
author,
who – I was afraid – would be rejected not only by me.
My constant predicament is this:
So many people create so wonderful things,
but there are never enough people to receive them.
So will it be forever "Cain"
– wanting to give the fruit of his work but there is nobody to receive
it?
Heaven-on-Earth must find a solution for the balance between giving and receiving.
It's written that Jesus said: "It's more blessed to give than to receive!"
Woe to the one who preached that
and woe to all those who believed and believe it and act Accordingly.
To learn to balance my own giving and receiving is a managable task,
but I cannot even image,
how a balance can be reached
between book-writers and book-readers, art-creators and art-consumers etc.
etc.
Listen
to the song oh Heaven on Earth |
to former sculpture of my
present
to next sculpture of my present