The Purpose  of   HEALING - K.I.S.S.

- as stated 12 years ago - was and is

  to help me and my potential P E E R s 

"to HEAL ourselves into WHOLEness,

and - by extension - all of CREATion!"
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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!"

 

 

 

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InteGRATion into GRATeFULLness
Singing&Sounding keeps me Sound




Another love-song from Songs of Songs

2007_06_15

lyrics:
Bible, Canticum
or
Songs of Songs 6:1-2

tune:
unknown to me




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Mika and her friends:
"I want to know all the children of the world"
Here she prevents Keshet (rainbow)
to run towards the road with its cars.

Mika and the World:
Here she follows the TV reality series: A star is born
The last event was too late for her to stay up.
When - first thing in the morning - she asked me:
"Who became the Star? "
and I told her: "Diana!"
she said: "I'm glad! I wanted her to win!
But Ohad
(one of the 3 finalists) ---
he didn't feel hurt, did he?"
2010_09_03
Heaven-on-Earth
"...Manifestation is meant to be a playground
where being and playing are fun"
[Godchannel]

 


[continuation of the hairdresser story]
Still, Efrat was adamant about taking Mika with us to the hairdresser after kindergarden.
But ------ what else is new? - we didn't take into account Mika's smartness:
When we arrived...
But let me first show some impressions of the parents waiting for their kids in the courtyard:

I observed the young parents,
especially the fathers,
and I once again enjoyed
the incredible beauty of
my-daughter-in-love.
Efrat also made me pay attention
to the Ethiopian guard.
"He is called Abraham,
and Mika loved him."

I wondered about the name:
"So why did she claim yesterday,
when we talked
about the biblical Abraham,
that she didn't know this name,
and couldn't pronounce it?"

When I put the same question to Mika,
I couldn't extract an answer from her...

Then the kids came running out,
and Mika - presenting a friend,
who was hardly known to Imma before -
said:
"I'll not come home with you
and I'll not go with you to the hairdresser!
I fixed with my friend Keshet ,
who lives right across the kindergarden,
that I'll stay with her until the evening!"


We gasped at this smartness,
this way of escaping the dread!
But since Efrat is happy,
when Mika finds friends
(always mourning the fact,
that could not provide Mika
with siblings of her age),
she did not oppose Mika's strategy.




Mika prefers friends
who are a bit younger than her ,
"so she can care for them
and boss them around",
as her mother claims.
What I discern, is
that Mika always holds hands
with her friends,
see also the following day,
with another old-new friend:
May.
 

 

"Keshet, Keshet, don't run to the street!"




So we let Mika go, and drive to Efrat's hairdresser.
Efrat takes my camera and documents the process!


Mika did not want to come home, though Efrat called Keshet's mother several times.
Finally Efrat drove to their house and found the little girls on the playground - alone.
"But Keshet's sister is around!", said Mika, "I can't see, that she guards the two of you!"
So at half past six, shortly before the entry of Shabbat, Mika had to come home and face me.
We tried to appease her:
"take photos of grandma!" "I'll give you a shawl and you fasten it with clips!"
This did help. She took photos of me and she immersed herself in fastening clips.
Still on Sunday morning, just before she discovered that Abba was back from flight, she said:
"What will Abba say, if he'll see Grandma like that/"

 

 

 

The next day, Sept. 4, 2010 is Shabbat, and we have once more, perhaps the last time this year, the chance to go to the pool



"Let's go to our place" , says Mika,
and I'm happy, that the place where rarely other people are,
the place of soft grass and shady palm-trees is liked by her as by me.
Now she lies on the sheet , which she had suggested to take with us.
And yet, there is an unexpressed yearning - as always -
for a friend her age.

And lo! this friend appears!
Not a familiar friend, though one of Mika's kindergarden mates.
May is so shy, that when Mika first spotted her, with her mother,
she made a terrible face, as if she had been insulted by someone.
We walked away and Mika said:
"She behaved as if she didn't see me at all".
But such beginnings sometimes promise a deep relationship.

About half an hour later, the girls met each other again.
This time Mika did everything to win May over,
with love and laughter:

When I asked May's mother, how much younger than Mika May was, she said: she was born in May 2006.
"In May?" exclaimed Mika, "and she is called May?"
"Yes, because of that, though already before I knew the birth would be in the month of May, I wanted to call her May."
It also turned out, that May's family was living in the building just next to Sella St. 9, the building of Mika's family.


While we were still in our cosy corner,
I suggested to read from "Poo, the Bear",
the name of the first number of the newspaper,
on which Immanuel had subscribed his daughter.
There were tasks to be fulfilled,
like discerning autumn-leaves in between the pictures and stories.
It was always Mika, who discerned a leaf first.
Or perhaps by then May was till too shy to voice anything at all.
But then came this page with the task:
"list 9 items in which the image below differs from the image above."
Mika discovered one after the other but did not reach the number nine.
It was then, that May said:
"the swing!"
"Oh yes, on the image below the swing has only one rope!"
May - strengthened in her self-confidence - dared to voice:
"It was me, who saw it."
And Mika? ?????
"But isn't it so, Savta, that May only assisted me?"
My heart felt squeezed,
and ever since then I waited for a chance,
to help Mika with her Ego-needs...



Yet, the girls were unaware of my heart...
They now wanted to enter the babies' pool,
and not knowing, how contaminated the water is there,
I helped them enjoy themselves.
Exactly then I got a call from Efrat and told her.
She was NOT pleased:
"she'll get diarrhea!"
And sure enough, the next day Mika had diarrhea!...

Another story: May's mother let me know, that once she used to go swimming a lot,
but not so since May and her younger brother were born.
And if at all, she would go with friends to other pools, since she didn't like this one:
"It must have been Mika's intuition, which brought us here today!"
I urged her to use the time, while I was with the girls.
But right after she had gone, Mika said, she needed to pee.
Since the toilets were next to the babies' pool,
I said:
"You can go alone!"
When she stayed away longer than was reasonable,
I asked May to come with me and fetch Mika.
Unfortunately (?) we just opened the door from the outside,
while Mika tried to open it from the inside.
Mika got hurt, only a bit, but it was just what she needed
in order to spill on me her wrath for having deserted her.
I could see, that she was absolutely right.
To let a kid go alone to the toilets, is something not to be done.
Not because the kid cannot manage, but because of "people" in there.
I comforted her, I asked her forgiveness, and everything seemed fine.
Yet the first thing she blurted out, when she met her mother, was:
"Savta has done something very bad with me!"
using my apology towards her
as a means to blacken me in the eyes of her mother.
I jumped :
"she is right! this was a very stupid thing to do!"
Thus Efrat let herself be appeased quickly....

And what about Mika's Ego?
Cosmic Mika and Ego-Mika
- both are needed!
There was a cosy, intimate situation in my room.
"Mika, can I talk to you about something?"
She agreed, and we sat next to each other.
"You are so loving, so caring towards your friends!
I like this very much and am proud of you.
But it seems, that inside big Mika there is a smaller Mika,
[and I explain to her the term "Ego"!
"This sound's like 'gamal' "
Mika said, "Yes, there is a G in both words!"]
like in a Babutchka
(Russian doll), there is a smaller Babutchka.
You remember your set of Babutchkas?"

"Yes", she said eagerly, "but only the biggest does still exist, the others got lost."

"Well, in my story, there are two Babutchkas, a big Mika and a small Mika.
The small Mika is not sure of her self-worth
(I explained this in words she can understand),
and that's why she couldn't be glad about the fact, that May found that solution.
I must tell you about a strong experience with Arnon, your cousin.
He is now 14, but then he was about three and a half, a year young than you are now.
We played together a game, where either one or the other would win.
Once I found the right card and instead of being sad, he exclaimed with joy:
"You have won, Savta! you have won!"
You see, Mika, when you are sure of your self-worth,
when you are proud of being so loving and caring towards your friends,
you do not need to assert yourself
[I explained this word] by being better than them.
On the contrary, you will be happy, if they can love themselves
[I explained this].
Now this doesn't mean, that you should throw out the small Babutchka!
She is Mika, too, and you need her, - just embrace her and laugh with her!"

I felt, that she "got" it! And I was grateful that I was given this exact inspiration.
The next day I told Efrat about what I said, and she promised to follow up with it!

Additon on September 19, 2010
When I returned to Shoham the next time, on Sept.19,,
and after Abba and Elah had gone off to Hongkong,
Mika and I were having supper.
She wanted me to sit next to her, not across her.
Among other themes of chatting and games
("You'll be asked questions, Savta, but are not allowed to answer with Yes or No!")
she suddenly said:
"Though I didn't remember the word "gamal", I remembered the word "Ego"
It took me just 3 seconds to understand what she referred to.

"That's good, that you remember the word Ego, but what's the meaning of it?"
"It was with May, when I blamed her that she only helped me!":


"I'm glad that you remember this so well, but one thing is not correct:
You were not blaming her, you were like in a competition with her,
as if you were better than her! But what was the truth?"

"The truth
[ha-aemet] was, that she had found it and not I"


And then, as if from this height of consciousness she had to descend,
she pushed away her bowl with the wonderful yellow squash soup.
"I don't like it!"
"You haven't even tried! And Abba made this soup especially for you!
You are never given food which you don't like.
So now, in claiming that you don't like this soup, you are offending Abba!"


"No! I once said to him: 'I don't like your food so much', and he was not offended!"
"I can swear to you, that he felt offended.
How would you feel, if you make or do something for another person,
and this person claims not to like it, though you know she DOES like it!"


Efrat heard the discussion and interfered harshly, - saying to me:
"She so much hates to eat,
that she all the time invents pretexts for not liking something."


I bowed my head, knowing only too well,
that it's Efrat who causes Mika to hate food.
She herself often doesn't eat together with us,
because of her absurd eating-patterns
carried over from her own eating-trauma in her childhood,
but if and when she does sit with us, it's only to control Mika's eating,
it's only to constantly remind "Eat!" or even threaten Mika: "If you don't..."
I now ask Mika's Higher Self: please help you mother to heal her obsession!

 
Continuation of Mika's "Heaven-on-Earth" on the Song page of June 16 2007