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!"

Intro to Healing-K.i.s.s. 2001-2013 and Overview of its main libraries [If you look for a word on this page, click ctrl/F and put a word in "find"]

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!"

2007_02_19

lyrics and tune:
Christa-Rachel Bat-Adam

from January 22 until April 25, 1984

The function of the Ego


The Sea's movement is the wave
- I am movement.
Through me you experience
what you are.
You fail~suffer~learn-to-know~rejoice
through me
I want to be what I am.


No, I won't delete the "I",
"I" am your way.
One are your spirit/wind and your flute!
"I" am Cain
- who moves your creation,
I'll be good in bearing
- whole with your way.

[see the text of the story about Cain: Genesis 4:7 ]
and see about the enormous importance of "Cain" as a metaphor]

2010_02_09-11 - Mika's Heaven on Earth









Since August 1, 2009,
I employ song-page after song-page
for documenting and exploring
the evolution of Mika
my youngest grandchild,
whose assignment seems to be:
to demonstrate to humankind
by her own living and doing,
how to playfully create
from moment to moment
"zest-fully and full-filled"

[see previous composition]

After four weeks of separation - Mika was truly welcoming me from the first moment.
She even wanted to return to an activity, which we engaged in when she was much smaller:
checking out the many bits and pieces in "our" drawer with its little boxes, like this pretty one.
But before immersed in these old "things" deeper, she remembered our new common creation:
The candle-holders which I had formed in the "Creation-Circle" had been painted by Mika and Abba,
and after they had been burnt in the oven again, Mika brought them home for both of us to enjoy them.

There is the "Chanukia", which I made for my home at Arad, after I didn't have a pleasant Chanukia for years. (See the pretty one I lighted with Mika's sister Elah - in my bus in 1990!!!) I made it in the form of a triangle, with the "Shamash", the "servant", in the middle of the eight candles.

I also made 2 triangles to hold one candle for Shoham and one candle for Arad

But Mika requested both candleholders for Shoham and arranged them about the "snow-man" of Abba above the triangle-stone,
which I had found for her 2 months ago and suggested that she paint it for Abba's birthday in January

We invented ever new arrangements and, of course, Mika also arranged herself, preferably with a finger or two fingers on her nose!                       Finally I positioned the candles and the snow-man above and the stone triangle below the two certificates of "EXCELLENCE", which Tomer had received recently from his boarding-school! What a change! What a joy! A pity, he wasn't with us to let our candle-exhibition celebrate him!

 

 

A glimpse of the couple in the kitchen - while Immanuel, before his flight, prepares dinner, and - for the days of his absence - a delicious soup for his girls . At the same time, Mika trains to make "puree" in "our" room, with plastelina.

"Why was it, that you - the only one among ten grandkids, didn't like grandma's specialy: potato-puree?" I asked her. She obviously felt challenged by this, and not only wanted to try and eat it, but to prepare it herself. Abba, in the kitchen, didn't find the potato-crusher, "nor do I want, that you use it with this plastelina", but later came Imma in and she did find it and did allow it... "I use to spread fried onions on it!" I taught Mika , but she objected: "No! You topped it with tomato pieces!" and used colored pens instead. 3 days later we made a real puree and she even tried to peel a potato! "You are really good at it! Next year you'll invite the entire family to puree!"

Back to the evening of Abba's flight.
Continuing with her "nostalgic" trip,
Mika remembered how I had once set up a tent in the middle of "our" room.
It's not easy to find a perspective for documenting the tent game.
But have a look at the fat Hebrew dictionary underneath the "puree",
for it will play a part in another game , two days later.

Soon we are called to dinner, and after Mika's shower and teeth brushing there is "Time to say Good-Bye"...

On the closet appear co-creations of Mika with Savta or with Abba (autumn-leaves!)
"Our" room is, where I sleep, create on my computer, and have stored a few things.
The chest was once acquired, secondhand, for "my" room, for placing a TV-set on it.
But in this flat, there is no connection to TV, and I said, that I wouldn't need it anyway.
That's how the chest became Mika's drawing-desk even when I'm not there with her.

2 days later an ingenuitive "house" was built, with my tray upside down as a roof,
with my pen-container as a chimney, with autumn-leaves dried in that dictionary,
and best of all - with a fence made of the tiny oranges, we had picked (see later).

Thursday, February 11, 2010
I was fed up with the fact, that - except for my song - my birthday gifts were a fiasco.
Not only did the "digital sun-system" and even the globe overstrain Mika's imagination,
-the sun-system was primitive junk and the globe-balloon didn't fit into its metal curve.
Since I loathe shopping, even supermarkets (and prefer to spend a bit more money in a grocery)
I had been glad, when Efrat suggested to buy my sun-system according to a brochure.
This could be done only in Naharia, but even the globe in Shoham was bought by her.

I wanted to at least find another globe, after all I had bought one for Amit's 5th birthday
(my landlady had been pregnant with Amit, when I came to settle in Arad in her house).
But that was in Arad!

In Shoham the weather was so warm that we had ice-cream, the three of us together,
but though  the woman in the shop,  who was on good terms with Efrat,  advised me,
to go to her neighbor, where the balloon could be blown up by a machine, it didn't fit.
The woman returned the money for the flawed product, but no globe was to be found.

I still wonder, what this means...