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Heaven to Earth - Page 5 continued from Heaven-to-Earth -4
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I am Firing the
Grid on 07-07-17 at 11:11 GMT 14:11 in my time zone in Israel |
| The Fifth Parcel from "Shelley" for Rotem, on April 29, 2007
"For the past two and a half years "The light beings have explained to me "The light beings use the term "They say firing the grid will accomplish two
things. "As they explained,
I have been asked to bring together
as many humans as possible, Hopefully, with your help, we will amass a union
of humans, "This planned sitting of the
people of earth "A true believer has the power of ten fold,
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August
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Fifth Part of the Video
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Heaven
on Earth RESPONSES |
from
former source of nourishment from others 2007 and 2011
to
next source of nourishment from others in 2007
If you wish,
you can already continue
to "Heaven-to-Earth-6" 2007 and 2011
Lovolution towards Union-Consciousness
Arad, Sunday,
August 28, 2011, Ra'ayah's
birthday
The
"Quartet" of four grandkids is with me
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"I never let people pose, but I cannot otherwise get all of you on one picture underneath the painting of the prophecy, which is fulfilled in you and me:"
The 4 grandkids of a German Christian, who joined "Israel" in 1964, with Boris, a Russian Jew, who immigrated to Israel/Arad in 1989 at the age of 3,
and Madeleine, soon 22, whose Ethiopian parents, Christian Messianic Zionists, immigrated to Israel under incredible hardships and became Jewish.
Her grandfather was a diplomat in what today is Erithrea, and one of the 16 brothers of her mother got murdered as a fighter in the underground....
1969 , half a year before my brother Eberhard (27) was killed in a road-accident in Germany, he created his last painting and brought it to me:
"This is the State of Israel: It causes itself a lot of darkness, but the light, too, will come out of Israel".
 Grandma begged: "Could you please place your shoes in some artistic order?" That's Ayelet's star. She also proposed, that the order of blessing over food, each one about a speciel ingredient, process or person connected to a dish, should be along the lines, with which one can draw the pentacle in one go. |
 The next morning I opened the cropcircles - sent by Jean Hudon every Sunday. It was exactly this kind of star, and it manifested - for a change - in Germany! In the evening I got the Four all excited and interested to explore the cropcircles, when I showed them this star ("why 5 pairs of shoes?" "because the princess needs two!"] |
Arad, Monday, August 29,
2011
The Quartet is still with me
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WHAT IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD  Consciously or unconsciously, our life is our finest work of art and the tracks we leave are a painting for all to see. Dewitt's post today |
Alexander
died ~ after a long period of torturing pain, at the age of 87. Yanina, my friend since the birth of our second pair of twins - in 1966, will be surrounded by 3 daughters, 8 grandkids, and 1 greatgrandchild. May they gratefully trace the tracks of the painting left by this human!  Oct. 2010, the last time I saw him, when my German family was welcomed by them |
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T R A N S I T I O N
from Inner Whispers, Veronica We realize that there is expectation of a standard response that will alleviate the stress attached to the journey. It is however not standard by any means. It is as different for each individual as your differences of body type and process now. Every soul imagines for its self its path back from whence they came. Issues and belief systems play a grand part of how the death process transpires for each individual. It has been dramatized by those who remain physical but in actuality develops as a natural often subtle moment. So low key that most do not even realize what has occurred until there is intervention from guides and loved ones. The destination varies according to the soul's evolution. A moment created by the self so that all lessons can be assimilated. Realize that there is continuity to your existence. There will be remembrance of all and reunion. Those who know you well, will reunite with you. It is not a finale merely~~~ intermission. A moment of reflection on your path to evolvement. There may be more lives or not. It all depends on how well you lived this current moment and the lessons gleaned from it all. .~~~It is a continuing journey. Death is merely a pause to reflect on the progress of your eternal self so far." |
"Abraham"
(2003) The majority have been programmed |
Arad, Tuesday, August 30, 2011
[see
photos about the Quartet's visit - from SG 2007_09-28 onward]
Among all the pretty scenes with the
Quartet there were two challenging ones.
Will I be able to document concisely and to point out the messages correctly??
Each of the Quartet desired to tell a sequence of experiences, s/he had recently.
Yael,
usually very introvert, showed me: "I want
to tell you about my music-workshop".
I drew her out on our walk down the wadi to
our "picnic-cave" and since we were interrupted,
I asked her to go on, while Arnon
began with the cooking and Ayelet
rushed around with my camera.
But after a short while I couldn't bear Itamar's
"mood", which oozed out from under his hat upon his face.
I let Yael go - without asking for her permission - and
somehow got Itamar to join us and "finally" tell about his journey:.
his
Bar-Mitzvah journey of father and son to "Lego-Land" in Danmark
and later through Germany to Holland.
The way he started, made Arnon jump: "just
begin with Lego-Land!", but Ayelet opposed:
"I want to hear it all."
So Itamar told the way Arnon used to tell his stories: "ve-az",
"and then"-stories,
he called this style on this day.
What fatigued me especially were the details about meals and food together
with the judgments about those.
Soon enough I heard him and Yael behind me whisper about other things, and
I, too, lost patience, only Ayelet listened.
'How can I deceive him so?' I asked myself desperately! 'How would I feel,
if someone would listen to me only by force?'
Wasn't this the predicament of all of us: desiring to tell more than we are
able to listen to? And ~~~ to play it "polite"?
Finally I blew the bubble in the softest manner possible, ~~~ and yet Itamar
retreated, not ready to say one other word.
The problem was, that he didn't admit he was hurt.
The night before I - almost unawarely - drew one of my old "angel-cards".
It said "COURAGE". I wondered.
This was the moment for courage - to dare to be honest, frightened to hurt,
scared to not be able to heal.
Arnon tried to deal with the issue in a mentally teaching way, while I knew,
this would not help any of us.
When we climbed up the wadi again, I had an idea:
"Since we are all in this together, I suggest
a process:
Let's sit down and take turns of talking and
listening:
each one, including me, will take five minutes exactly,
then the next one will begin to tell his story, and so on
This we'll do 3 times, no one interrupts, no-one asks.
Then there will be a round of asking and answering,
and a last round of sharing how each of us felt/feels."
Yael was reminded of a similar process in her theater-group, Arnon opposed
and the "little-ones" had nothing to say.
Of course, my proposal was much too planned, too strict, but I didn't see
that, neither then, nor at the later occasion.
This occasion came on Monday, four hours before they left.
While we sat down for breakfast, Itamar, again, was gloomy.
I shared, that I could not bless over our food with this mood.
I started a process of "support", but when Arnon opposed it,
I cut him off harshly: "Arnon!
let me do my job with Itamar!"
That did it for this "too-good" boy: He exploded with tears!!!
He finally had learnt, so he told us, to have his own opinion,
"but when I express it, you, Savta, are
all the time cutting me off!"
I shut up for a few moments,
feeling both: guilt, but also joy about his standing up to me.
I praised him and I apologized:
"While being focused on Itamar's pain, I
ignored Arnon's pain!"
Itamar said: "Arnon understands me better"
and ~~~ healed.
The Four began to ear and chat and playing it "as usual".
I kept silent, - even when asked a question, I only nodded.
Finally I found a chance to tell that I behaved like that
"to show you what happens, if a person's
pain is denied,
either by himself or by those who should be with him!
Except for Yael, you all believe in overriding feelings!
And when I keep telling you, that denial can lead to
either killing another or causing cancer to oneself,
you call this "your opinion, Grandma",
while you have a different 'oppinion'!"
I gave them an example for beliefs that are
not 'opinions':
"If you said: This dog should be killed
and I'll kill it",
and I would oppose and prevent you from doing it,
would you also say,
that you have a right to have a different 'opinion'?"
Arnon couldn't get it, leave alone "the
little ones".
And I repeated, with tears, what I had said before:
"I came to this world - and I'd prefer not
to be here-
in order to teach how to heal and accept feelings,
so that we can accept ourselves and each other!
Only then will we become masters of our lives
and only then can the World heal and change!
But I understand, that you cannot accept me,
and it's alright if you want to move away."
They got up from the table and out of the
veranda.
I decided to leave them to their own devices.
The device was, as sad Yael came to announce:
"They don't want to work on the "telling-listening"issue.
They want to cook."
So I busied myself with urgent work in the
garden.
Then checked my e-mail, and then invited Yael,
to go on with her interrupted story about her music.
Yet when Arnon was seen for a moment, in deep
dispair,
I asked her, if I could interrupt her again and help Arnon.
"Never mind",
she said lovingly, "W E can always
talk!"
Arnon's brave plan to use Boris' ingredients,
and combine them into eatable dishes, failed;
None of us knew, how to cope with "duchan".
He has alternative ideas, but what about time?
So we all swooped down on what was there---
within half an hour we sat around our dinner,
healed and blessed, blessing and full-filled,
as the photo below shows....
Will Immanuel be in the Finale of Masterchef? Yes, he will. For the time has come.
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8:35, Why is it,
that so much in our present life "turns around" food? It's not only "Masterchef" - our focus on it and old friends' feedback, which makes it so hard for me to imagine the starving peole in Africa. The "staging" for our growth in the last 3 days was also in the context of food! Or should I say "pretext"? With the subtext of "cook" t-b-kh vs "slaughter"t-b-kh? On the Masterchef-pages I phrased my difficulty to see meat on the TV screen:
We didn't eat meat, of course, but neither did we eat the "Grandma-Day" meals. I proposed to check the box with ingredients, which Boris had gotten rid of, and to choose what would fit the meal, which Arnon and Yael would cook. One idea was, to make Tabbouleh, since among Ra'ayah's "remnants" was parsley. But the "Burghul" turned out to be "Duchan" and though the kids found a recipe on the Internet, it became an untasty mess, after Arnon cooked it on my poor electrical plate. Since also the whole-wheat dough made with bicarbonate for lack of yeast didn't swell, Arnon, already wounded from the preceding scene with me, let his mood sank into hell, and Yael and I came to pull him up from there. Arnon agreed to leave the mess to me and decided to cook spaghetti for tabouli prepared the dip of Za'atar from Boris and olive-oil, a gift I asked from Ra'ayah, Yael cut parsley, tomatos and onion, Ayelet and Itamar set the veranda table, I redeemed the duchan-mess, by frying it with fried onions and a bit butter. continuation of Efrat's response to my letter today [s. right frame] 
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It's
new, that "the little ones" are seen in my kitchen! But in
the desert it's "the big ones" who do the complicated cooking,
while Itamar, unhappy with himself and the world, separates from the community, and Ayelet observes it with my camera. 
Ayelet is the most adamant about keeping up our 10 year old tradition of blessing over processes that give us food. This time it was me, who started the pentacle-star-order of blessing: "I bless Arnon and Yael, who did not accept my offer to give up on all the frustrating cooking, and simply run to the pool, swim and have lunch at the kiosk there, but stuck to their goal to the end." I also blessed - and thus appreciated - the efforts of Ayelet and, in his own way, of Itamar. Across me sat Yael: "I bless all the tiny creatures, like the ants, who never sleep, for preparing the soil to make all these things grow!" The star-line crossed over to Itamar: "I bless for the invention of the blessing over food!" Arnon - tired from all he had gone through,was the least creative this time: "I bless those, who invented the pasta!" Ayelet: "I bless the fact, that God has given us a brain, with which to turn such obstacles into wonderful dishes!" I had encouraged her to make "something artistic" out of the surface of the duchan, and she had created a smiley. Arnon, too, when he wanted to contain Immanuel's dripping tomato-syrup on a piece of his "bread", created a piece of art! |
I went to the pool only for a short time, since I wanted to focus on Immanuel's work today,
which I do by converting the video of the decisive audition (program 7) into slow motion.
Why had I skipped exactly this program, in which Immanuel had exposed his background?
" One of my grandfathers is Franz Rosenzweig, a philosopher of modern Jewish thought,
and my other grandfather is Siegfried Guth, a Christian soldier, a Nazi."
Just before returning to my flat, I sang the verses which are expressed in my son's name:
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Psalm 83:2-6 + Isaiah 7:14 + 8:10 + 8:16-18, German translation by Martin Buber and Franz Rosenzweig
This composition of texts explains,
why I called my son, the son of a German mother & a Jewish father and illegitimate at that time, January 23, 1963, "Immanuel".
The tune added itself on January 23, 1993, see SongGame 2007_01_23 -
I felt , that on this very day - August 30, 2011, I had to record my singing of this song again.
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IMMANUEL
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IMMANUEL
schliesst Beschluss,
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An hour later, 17:00, my daughter-in-love called me: "Immanuel was the first one to move up into the team of the three finalists".
She was interrupted and now - 17:20 - called me again and I explained, why I hadn't been surprised at all and told her about my work today.
Once she was interrupted by Mika, who was busy with drawing pictures connected to "Anne Frank's Diary".
This time I WAS surprised!
[see the Mika-sculpture on the last of the 64 pages of my Re-creation-in-Slow-Motion of Masterchef]
"Yes, while in Amsterdam,
we thought it important to expose her to what for me, her mother, has been so meaningful in my youth.
She listened to a Hebrew reading of the diary as if it was the voice of Anne Frank,
She wanted to buy all the available photos.
She even demands to hang them up in her room, but I'm not sure, if I should fulfil her wish..
She is already so excited towards entering "First Grade", for which we prepare her room."
Arad, Wednesday,
August 31, 2011,
Micha, my youngest: 45 !
At present he is in the Far East. I sent him an SMS with 2 Hebrew words [in
English: 6!] only:
"that-you-may-begin to blossom!!!"
This is also the date, on which the friendship
with Yanina
began:
After our daughters were born within six hours in January 1965,
I visited Yanina, who lived in the same village, but she hesitated.
Yet when we - within 10 minutes ! - gave birth to Micha and Yael,
it began to dawn on her too, that we were meant to go on together.
Celebrate what is right with the world: there are so many
things, that I can only mention a few , now and then,
like this morning - the "GoodNews"
site talks about German
Village Produces 321% More Energy Than It Needs
and links
to a video, which intends [though the proposal of "how
" is poor] to empower self-victimizing unemployed people.
Arad, Thursday, September
1, 2011
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- 02:15 I cannot sleep. The day that just now began is ~~~ what attribute should I give it? Mika, my youngest of 10 grandkids, will enter first grade on this day, and Immanuel, her father, has to "overcome" his two last companions, We thought that this would need to occur only "live" and only on Sept. 17 (The Masterchef-Finale was set for Sept. 24, but the plans of the Palestinians for Sept. 20 may "steal the show"). Having been immersed for 8 hours today in the "slow motion" of the Masterchef programs, I can't bear the thought, that my son would win at the expense of his friends, Avi and Elihav. And if one of the two has to go, then Elihav, who is flowing and flooding with power and elation, while Avi came out from hell (drugs & prison), helps others to come out from hell, and is still sad. But what then?!? I cannot even "pray" for Immanuel's victory! The very possibility torments me. "The solution is simple", said a voice inside me, while I twisted in my bed. "Something will happen, that will turn the Mastership drama into an unplanned direction: It will end up - not with one "Masterchef of Israel", but with two! Just like Israel's Sages 2000-1700 years ago taught as pairs & peers! [see the story of Rabbi Jochanan and Resh Lakish in my "Bio-Testimony"-5]. But you must intend this outcome already from this day onward! I got up from bed, opened the computer again, phrased this message in an e-mail to Efrat, and sent an SMS that pointed to my e-mail. Immanuel will leave for Masterchef at six. He may not see the message before that. I trust, that in his heart he already knows. See the verse and my song: "Two Are Better than One and The Threefold Cord is not quickly severed" Comment on October 10, 2011: The intense desire for "two Masterchefs of Israel" turned into the desire for "the Trio". Yet in the end not "The Three" won, but Immanuel became "The Third". While still working hard on recreating-in-slow-Motion, what "Masterchef" and Immanuel's role in it might mean for the community, for Israel, I begin to grasp, why "the rules" could not be broken, in other words, why Avi alone had to win. I hope, that I can phrase this understanding ever more clearly towards the end of the 64 pages. |
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"When I could help Zohar (83) to get his assignment done, my eyes filled even with tears", said Avi |
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7:30
After a short night I woke up with Rita's
song: "A day will come - you will see" I opened the computer, the e-mail box and in it the post from the daily "Good News'. "May there be a sign for me!" I begged, and there was a sign! The music in Gadi's Jazz Club at Mitzpe-Ramon was recommended! and with it "the endless magic of the desert", "it seems that in these days many are infected with the virus of the desert and whoever visits, will understand". [ I wrote to Gadi and he responded that he, too, was surprised and thought of me, and yes, that the whole family watches "Masterchef" and thinks of Immanuel. |
Addition on October 10, 2011: |
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"My"
Desert and the Desert Prophecies: Indeed a sign, that "the time has come"  |
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| I worked like hell - perhaps 9 hours - on the program (12) with Immanuel's masterpiece of the crystal ball, the Fabergé Egg, while intending the "Two are better than one", a biblical proverb, which even Mika likes to quote. And yet I go to bed sad, feeling not understood, before my time....like Van Gogh. |
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asking for Ritalin, and the talk was "not simple",
there's a light on the horizon concerning Tomer,
an SMS exchange with his father on the 1st schoolday:
Arad, Friday, September 2,
2011
6:50 - 8:46
At
least I was granted 7 hours of deep sleep.
But I got up not less sad than when I lay down.
Was it alright to only breath and blink and think,
and not trying to understand myself before going on?
Was it alright to escape into more of yesterday's work?
Program
13, Cooking in foreign houses at Hod-Hasharon?
Cropping relevant scenes and subtitles for later sculpting?
I counted: each image is produced by 22 clicks, i.e. activities!
And if I miss a scene, I've to rewind the movie and find the spot.
Am I a pioneer of Slowing down Time towards non-linear Presence?
20 min. ago I sent an SMS to Efrat, asking to update me. No response!
So I'll go on cropping and enjoying the show so much more than on TV.
and wondering about the randomness of the choice of images
since often it's too difficult to stop the video at the exact best spot
10:24
Still no sign from Immanuel and Efrat and I work with more and more skill.
The deeper I enter the creative minds of the editors, the more I marvel at
them.
How priviledged I am, that I can watch their understandings and their choices!
I feel overwhelmed with love and reverence for them just as for the
cooking team!
10:45
While eating a special breakfast, the tasty kusmin-bread
which Ra'ayah didn't want,
the Safed-cheese, which had expired in Meital's fridge, the ghee which Boris
passed on,
I remembered, that Efrat had planned to travel to Yanina for Alexander's Shiv'ah
today!
Ramat-Hadar,
the place were Yanina's and my children grew up, is part of Hod-Hasharon,
the town, where I've been documenting the team of Masterchef since seven in
the morning!
[Oct. 10, 2011: To my regret, this never took place - too demanding was and
is "Masterchef"]
In this moment Efrat called and told me about
the wondrous togetherness of the last cooking.
More I'm not allowed to share - till the live show which is planned, after
all, l for September 24.
But I believe I know the reason for my deep sadness, my grief.
We talked about the suspected murderer, who had been accepted to the final
masterchef audition.
The judges, as we the watchers, were touched , when we heard the story of
this outcast of society.
But it turned out, that he had not exposed everything about his criminal past,
he was excluded from Masterchef and must have fallen from heaven into
hell.
Nothing mattered anymore. So he rushed out to steal money and gun and - killed!
That's how Efrat and I interpret his deed.
"My heart broke", said Efrat, and mine
too.
But did the producers have a choice? Should they have let the show to be contaminated?
Isn't it bad, how "A Star is born" is now smeared by the ugly deads
of Margol, the judge?
But "All people vouchsafe for each others"
and therefore : All people must be guarantors for each other,
must take responsibility for such a "criminal" and not threw him
out like he was scum.
This is our self-interest, isn't it?
for "Cain",
the scum, may kill us all,
Cain, who wanted to give what he was able to create , but there was no one
to receive it.
The producers and judges and editors of "Masterchef
II" are "bigger than life"
I said to Efrat, and I don't blame them for
not knowing to apply the law of 'arevut hadadit'.
But I myself am deeply grieved....
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"All
Israel are Guarantors for Each Other" Maryam, alias Christa-Rachel Bat-Adam, married Rachel Rosenzweig, born Eva-Maria-Christa Guth, see my doctorate - 1972- and my book in Hebrew and in German |
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searched for the
clip, which I - "by chance" - had seen in the news yesterday. What condemnation in the phrasings and voices of the two broadcasters! And what contempt for "Masterchef" and "reality-shows" in general, for desiring "stories which move us to tears", like this one about Gai Ya'acov from Be'er-Ya'acov, "who wanted a second chance". But I must remind myself, that these broadcasters, too, are "Israel", i.e. .... they are ME! [just like the person, whose scornful online review of Masterchef and my son, I tend to condemn] The guard, who was murdered, was called Yaniv Engler, which stems from Engel, angel! Is this not the umptiest example of how the duality between good and evil is played out? And those who ridicule "Masterchef" for "letting murderers into our living-room", are they "good"? OH YA'ACOV, YA'A'COV ISRAEL!!! WHEN shall WE LEARN the PURPOSE of OUR UNIQUENESS? |
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 Gai Ya'acov from Be'er-Ya'acov during interrogation: "I am not guilty" |
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 When Gai [=valley] Ya'acov was accepted to Masterchef, his mother embraced him as only a mother can embrace. |
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opened this quote just after I had advised Efrat not to read critical
reviews of Masterchef and Immanuel "Abraham" (1999) e-mail quote on September 2, 2011 You are perceptual beings with different
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19:00,
Towards and on the Eve of Shabbat in my holy al-one-ness,
I want to immerse myself
in what Ya'acov's murder and the assumed motivation for it
have stirred up in me so painfully.
"I am with them in their pollution, be-tokh
tum'atam".
Putting "tum'atam" in the Search
of Healing-K.i.s.s.,
I found what had hit me so strongly in spring 2003.
I want to quote, excerpt and resculpt it now,
towards the fall of 2011....
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See in puzzle piece 20: Everyone a hologram, on 2003_04_16, based on what I sculpted in the library of
The Hebrew Bible presents Israel's history - and
future - as a WANDERING in TENTS. At first even Israel's God was not static, sitting
on a temple throne. ...
that there is this central mystery in the seemingly so
technical biblical book "Leviticus", |
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"An outstanding expression of the demand of solidarity with sinning Israel can be found, again, in theology."
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The terrible judging God of the apocalyptic ideologists has nothing in common with the "Shekhinah that dwells in Israel even when they are polluted". |
2002_09_20:
the very concept of the "Shekhinah", "Einwohnung", "Living-In", which is God's presence on Earth in female gender, is the personification of God's solidarity. |
When on Shabbat I'm al-one in my castle,
I "distinguish between profane and holy"
"ben kodesh le-hol ".
Unlike the biblical Creator - I DO create!
But without pressure, without "system".
I allow myself to flow along with desire.
This also gives me the chance to FEEL,
if I'm wholly focused on my one desire:
as expressed in my recent singsong:
"The time you take
to just be with your feelings,
is the time you spend
in the eternal love of source,
in the eternal love"
as well as in my recent 'itfini' song:
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On
July 1-3, 2011 I commented on the "itfini" song: "This song that has been overdue, I'll have to sing it ever so often , when I feel guilty for not feeling 100% happy." But on this Shabbat, September 3, 2011, I have to re-apply this "Total Self-Acceptance" to what I "feel to be my worst feeling", SHAME In defining it as "worst", I judge it, I override it, I want it to go away ------ "thinking" frentically: how can I avoid the situations, deeds and words, which cause me SHAME, Feelings are our "Emotional Guidance System", as "Godchannel" and "Abraham" emphasize. But "Guidance" to where?!? To Avoidance?!? My shame today is connected to miniscule things: a) I misunderstood, why Efrat had sent the link to that review. "Come on! we laughed at what's said there about Immanuel!" At least I didn't justify myself! "How good that you can laugh!" But the shame says: why did I advice them to NOT read reviews? b) Lior and Amit knocked at my door after the entrance of Shabbat, each with a small glass-bowl - with rice and salad -in their hands, saying: "Did you see the little cat? It wasn't there this morning." My anger against their parents flared up. 2 days before I went to them, begging them and advising them, to finally yield to their childrens' desperate yearning for a pet, and let this wondrous species of a straying cat into their house. I didn't call the parents any names, 'stubborn, stupid, not open', but neither did I hide my exasperation nor on whose side I was! Even if the parents wouldn't be such wonderful landlords for me, I 'should be ashamed' of instigating their children against them. c) This is a deed not yet "committed" because of fear of shame: A deeply loving letter to my daughter, which waits in "drafts". Now that Alexander died, she wrote a letter to his daughter Iris, hinting at her inability to visit her at the village of their childhood. I saw a chance to touch an issue in her and therefore also in my life which perhaps can never be healed, but it could unite her and me. The fear of shame whispers: "She will hate you for bringing this up, she will be so triggered, that she will retreat for another 7 years." And still - I feel - that I should not choose AVOIDANCE. I should feel my shame and find full-fill-ment in my very feeling, and guard the letter - despite my pressure to finally send it!- till I'll have breathed and sounded the Shame. This is my desire today!
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 The kids delight in the cat's cuddling with me on my veranda 
Amit catches the image of the little tiger hiding in the storage-corner at the entry to my one-room-flat  See more photos in "SHAME's Task & Curse" |
Enwrap
me, my Shekhinah,
in your feeling! Free every judgment about how I felt that I don't have a right to fear or to lack of full-fill-ment... Free me and enwrap me! And all my joy is in the very fact that I feel! And all my joy is in the very fact that I feel! And this is what I want: to find my JOY in the very flow of my feelings from breathing in ~ to breathing out ~ to breathing in ~ to breathing out. Like in the 2nd - more general - stanza of this my "Shekhinah-song": Enwrap me, my Shekhinah, in your feeling! Free every judgment about how I am feeling right now, panicky to get away from You! Free me and enwrap me! And all my joy is in the very fact that I feel! And all my joy is in the very fact that I feel! [Listen to my singing in SongGame]   |
Before this week ends - and who knows, what the new
week will bring -
- in any case, tonight the "tent-revolutionaries" intend a one-million
parade -
I want to insert that wondrous nightly dream, which I had on August 23:
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I'm, only by the way, following the "one Million Parade", |
A
dream, that wound itself through my sleep, it seems, on and on: a cross had to be drawn on my website, with its intestines opened, like in three-dimensional body parts, shown from the inside , but with the outside being there too. The surrounding should be black as contrast, and at some point there was also a cone, almost the same size, like a chalice, which – I understood – should be inside the intestines of the cross. The dream was about hard working and labouring to find a way to express all this with the computer, though I don't know to do, what Immanuel showed me in 1992: the closed spiral with his and my name. When I woke up, all this seemed to express, that the time has come for the metaphor of Imma~~~Immanuel to become real, and as never before I understood the 
For he shot up right forth as a sapling, and as a root out of a dry-ground , Isaiah 53:2 , see my song as referring to this alma-ben [young-woman-son] metaphor 
behold, the young woman shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel [Isaiah 7:14] see my song not only with concern to the holocaust, but with concern to what will now happen in Israel 
Imma and Immanuel (in a 'Partnership' T-shirt) 1978 I learnt in the TV program "a new order": Israel's hands are tied to smash the Hamas because we need the world's support for the Palestinian scenario in September. And I feel once more , as I say, when people pity me for living in "deteriorating" Arad: "But I am here", which is ancient Hillel's phrase, often quoted on Healing-K.i.s.s., "If I am here, all are here; if I am not here, nobody is here!" Little Lior whom I met in the pool [August 23] , said: "We visited Grandma in Beersheva. She is so afraid!" (after the killing of one single, but yes "unique" person, one for all, by a "grad"-rocket, people ask, if Beersheva will become like Sderot ?) How lucky we are to live in Arad!" little Lior added. The dream, which I cannot interpret mentally, lets me feel, that since I came into the Jewish people and even to Israel, Israel will NOW become the blessing for humankind, as was promised so often, from Abraham till Zecharia:  And it shall come to pass that, as ye were a curse among the nations, so will I save you, and ye shall be a blessing [Zecharia 8:13, see my song] I close with pointing to my modification of another author's song on April 4, 2011: "Get up , my love, and go to yourself... and become a blessing for all the families of the earth " |
Arad, Sunday, September 4,
2011
It seems to me, that there's a choir of divine beings,
who sit above me, lead me towards what I need to know
and enjoy co-creating with me my sculptures on this page
(like the one on August 30 above, which I completed today).
Around 10:05 I was so irritated by the whining of a dog somewhere,
that I went out, around the corner and waited at the suspected house.
"Of course", feeling me in its loneliness, soothed the dog and I
returned.
Yet my neighbor Shalom stopped me: "What's
going on?"
He said, that in that house they had taken in a new dog!
W e complained together about dogs in our neighborhood.
I wanted to pass on, but he asked: "what's
with your pilot-son?"
Though until now I had been determined not to tell him about 'Masterchef',
fearing, that he would be even more triggered in his "not-worthy"
feelings,
I felt the urge to make him a partner of my experience.
"What's his name?" "Immanuel Rosenzweig!"
"O, the architect who built this house, is also called Immanuel Rosenzweig!"
"Are you sure?" - "
Of course, I'm sure, though I am a dumb Sephardic Jew."
Whatever I do, I always trigger his trauma of having felt discriminated.
"I ask, since the circumstances of how I
gave my son this name, were hard."
He again got it wrong:
"What are you telling me. Those Somalis...
a grown-up man weighs 5 kg...
that is what you can call "hard circumstances!"
I felt, that now I should go all the way:
"I didn't mean economic circumstances.
I was German and I gave birth to a Jewish child,
an illegitimate child, an abomination at that time."
He didn't waver for a second, nor loose his speech.
"And see, now he is a pilot!"
"I don't care so much about his being a pilot"
"I do!"
"But I do care about my son being elected
into the team of Israel's Masterchef!"
And I told him a bit about what this workshop meant for people's growth..
Surely, the whining dog had been used as a pretext for this healing dialog.
Healing also for me, since when I saw Shalom's compassion for the Somalis,
I felt appeased with regard to his racist expressions against "my"
Bedouins.
When I entered my home, it was 10:16: "O, I missed the master-paintings!"
This Sunday
program in 3SAT lasts
10 min. and I usually sit on for what follows:
the Swiss "Star-Hours of Philophy", an interview with a competent
person.
I didn't feel like "philosophy", but seeing, that I needed to do
physical work,
I opened 3 SAT just in time to understand, that I was to be given vital info!
- an interview with Josef
Deiss, the outgoing General Secretary of the UN.
So while I was using Boris' ingredients by inventing combinations of dishes
[the Masterchef judges would admire how I connect old unconnected items]
I also combined the Lovolution of last night's 406000 peaceful "new Israelis"
with the 193 states in the United Nations,
the youngest member being South Sudan
after 20 years of civil war and 2 millions dead.
I hadn't been aware, that Switzerland finally joined the UN in 2002,
and that the affront of the "separatist" G20 summit
can not compete with the legitimacy of the UN and the Security Council.
And - my main purpose of listening to the interview while meshing and cooking-
will I hear something about the Palestinian appeal to be recognized as Palestine?
I learnt, that 9 days earlier, on Sept. 11, the new UN General Secretary
will be Nassir
Abdulaziz Al-Nasser from Qatar, i.e. from an Arab state!
I tremble - seeing the pathetic squirming of Israel's politicians - but I
do believe,
that the Lovolution will sweep aside what's dead and bring to
life what's alive!
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"Abraham" (2001) e-mail quote on September 4, 2011 There are no happier people on this planet
than those who decide that they want something, define what they want,
get hold of the feeling of it even before its manifestation |
Arad, Monday, September 5, 2011
I was looking forward to a day of total
dedication to the
Masterchef compositions,
but then Immanuel asked me to check what was said about "us" in
an article, that was prepared for "Shoham
Plus",
[the link leads to an article in the same newspaper, in 2008, about "us",
-- not mother & son, but mother-in-love & daughter-in-love]
and even my sudden guest, Gal Mor, who needed instant and deep support,
had to wait for 2 hours, till I finished.
And if this was not enough for an unplanned day, Lior Oren called, and after
Gal left, I could give her support, too.
While Lior is "easy" in accepting my support, Gal is always "kicking",
and it takes many hours to reach a healing.
But both ways are right, as I said in my 1993
Redemption-Song: "With me or against me you increase your powers..."
Arad, Tuesday, September 6, 2011
 
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