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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,
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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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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
8:30
My Body, my Partner,
I give thanks to our hair which guards our brain against hot
and cold,
and which - when young - was the only beauty I could discover
in You!
Though there must be a fall-out of 300 hairs everyday
(instead of the average 100),
it is thick and "flourishing" up to this day!
I give thanks to the "Nella-Lesson" yesterday
a lesson in
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H A I R
Before the beginning of the Eve of Shabbat I pressured Efrat:
"We'lll not light the candles with
Mika,
unless you've first cut my hair."
"I don't promise!" she said in panic.
At half past five I put more pressure:
"You have half an hour! At six
you start! I'll wash my hair until then.
"See this synchronicity:
Yesterday night I opened "Bottom-Line" just for
a few minutes.
the clip was about "a new trend back to nature"
in hair-styles.
There I heard Rina
Matzliakh 
saying with emotion.
"I yearn
for the time before I started to appear on TV,
when I went to the hairdresser only once a year!"
And, indeed, at 18:10 Efrat pread a big sheet on the kitchen
floor,
seated me on a chair in the center of it and began the dreaded
work.
Sometimes people have to be forced into their full-fill-ment!
Efrat cut around my head for 20 minutes, while Mika watched.
Then she was satisfied!
And she was satisfied an hour later, when the hair had dried.
And she was satisfied the next morning, when the hair arose
from sleep.
And she on January 21 she is still satisfied with her hair-sculpture!
This was one of the two aims of my proposal a year ago:
"You once proved, that you are
an excellent ceramicist!
I want you to try you hands on my head and sculpt my hair!
I hate going to the hairdresser, leave alone spending money
on him.
I hate it, because I hate short-cut hair,
and when I let grow it too long, you complain about it,
nor do I find it convenient myself, especially not in the
pool.
But when you would appoint yourself as my hair-sculptress,
you could cut here and there a little bit,
whenever you are disturbed by how I look,
Thus my hair will never be too short nor too long."
Efrat listened and saw the logic , but was terribly afraid,
I would complain in case she would have done a bad job.
Worse, she herself would feel shame and disgust ...
She said: "Okay. I'll do it, when
you come next time."
"Next time" she had figured out an idea of
how NOT to do it:
"Please, go to the hairdresser
one more time, together with me!
I'll then watch carefully, how the hair-cutting is done,
and what he thinks is appropriate for you in particular."
Of course, she paid for it.
This was in February 2007,
and until a month ago she always stressed,
that my hair was still beautiful and nothing had to be cut.
I myself started to feel incumbered already 3 months ago,
but I decided to "suffer" and let Efrat mature into
her decision.
But even when she admitted, that my hair was no longer pretty,
she did nothing about cutting it.
So a week ago I succumbed: I had to pressure her!
Not only because of me - but because of her self-esteem!
So, now my hair is cut, I feel comfortable and pretty,
and Efrat enjoys the feeling of satisfaction and achievement!
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"HAIR"
is not only one of the musicals I cherished,
but the one aspect of my physical experience,
which I liked, when I was a young girl.
Children my age had short-cut hair,
but my mother believed in long, braided hair,
as I do, indeed, myself up to this day.
In 1946, in the village to which we were evacuated, during an
attack of lice,
while Lisa, my friend, had to cover her bald-cut head with a
scarf,
my mother troubled to get rid of the lice without cutting our
hair.
I did the same, when Ronnit had lice - again and again and again.
"Cut her hair, for heaven's sake",
people told me.
I couldn't give up the hair I loved and the styles I had invented
for her.
Once - around the age of 12 - I wanted so much "to be like
everybody",
that I begged my mother:
"I'm the only girl with long hair,
please let me cut it!"
Luckily she did not agree,
for some time later I had a dream , in which my hair was cut.
I felt terrible - as if I had stopped being myself.
But from the age of 13 , my mother at least let me my braids
hang down freely,
instead of having them imprisoned in tied-up "monkey-swings",
with a "cockscomb" on my head.
How my braids once saved my life!
During the summer holidays in 1953 at the Lake of Constance,
with a schoolmate at her grandma's,
I got a letter from a grownup woman,
who was more than mad at me for having been "indiscrete"...
Having read the letter, I felt, that I was the most evil creature
on earth,
and that I could only put an end to my life.
It sound's funny and pathetic, but it wasn't at the age of 15.
So I parted from my friend with some excuse
and walked into the fields and forests,
walked and walked with one purpose: to find a way to kill myself.
Suddenly, while walking along a potato field,
I heard a woman shouting after me:
"What beautiful braids!"
I turned my back - there - a mother and a daughter
bending their backs over the potato furrows,
with their laughing faces turned towards me.
Some angel said to me: "That's your chance!
Instead of killing yourself, join these women and help them!"
So I left my track, crossed the field and asked:
"May I help you with digging out
the potatoes?"
They were glad and agreed and I helped - for hours.
When I finally walked home, my death wish was vanquished,
though my shame and pain simmered on for years to come...
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The long hair of Ronnit (born in 1965): ~~~1971~~~1973~~~1976
It is Shabbat, and it is warm and we can go
out, Mika and I.
She loves these dry leaves and crawls among them!
I discover a tree I never saw before -
with red berries snuggling in green covers.
She picks them from the little branch I hand her
and lets them jump-roll down the slide, before following them
herself |
On our way back she wants to be carried
on my shoulders.
Opposite the elevator is a big mirror: we make fun1 |
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Heightened
Awareness and Increased Sensitivity.
"Shabbat" is a day dreaded by many
people,
even if they don't admit it.
"I hate these Shabbats",
said Efrat,
I think it's difficult for her to stay in the house all day
long
I didn't dare to ask: What do you mean by "these"
Shabbats?
I simply knew,
that I had to focus and radiate all my inner joy and freedom,
and all the light-heartedness of
Already the evening before Efrat had planned:
"In the morning you go out with Mika,
then we'll all have an early afternoon nap,
so as to have some hours left before darkness,
and then drive to "Ne'ot Qedumom", the ecologic biblical
village nearby."
The stage was set, when we started to leave the house.
Mika and I were in a funny mood,
so I dragged her along to the staircase and shouted:
"We'll wait for you downstairs, Efrat!"
Efrat would use the elevator - while I always use the stairs.
BUT!
I could see it coming - the mini-storm:
As usual Efrat put a little nylon-bag in Mika's hand.
This time the bag contained red-colored "Bamba".
Many months ago I asked Efrat not to do this.
Mika lets fall the bag , the content spills to the ground,
and what then?
To fight Mika's desire to pick things up and put them in her
mouth?
Moreover, holding on tightly to the bag,
impairs Mika's balance when walking.
Efrat listened to my quest once,
but soon returned to the bag-habit.
Since I'm , by principle, not interfering,
I "let it go" and coped with the consequences.
Not so this time!
Mika stepped down the stairs to the sideway,
while Efrat had not yet arrived with the car.
7-8 reddish Bamba balls rolled in all directions.
Though Mika has been warned so many times,
not to pick up anything from the ground,
she ran after the balls and getting hold of one
was about to put it in her mouth,
except that I prevented her from doing so.
This brought out great anger in Mika,
she even lifted her free hand against me
and screamed: "lekhi!" and
"Imma, Imma".
At that moment Efrat arrived with the car,
saw the tumult and had to undergo a shower from me:
"I am very angry!"
I was aware of what I was doing,
and I trusted the trust between us.
When I had blurted out some blame,
Efrat attacked me:
"But why must you make such a drama!
Why can't you tell me these things quietly!"
I didn't back off this time:
"Because you won't get it unless
I make a drama."
For some kilometers we were quiet, angrily quiet,
and then I said:
"I know, of course, that I have only
to blame myself.
I should have told you a second time, and maybe a third time,
that I refuse to take those bags, when I go out with Mika.
Instead I denied my own wish and understanding."
Having understood and shared this, my anger was gone,
and I could take care of the anger and hurt I had caused.
After some more kilometers (see
that highway on January 22!)
I put my hand on hers and asked:
"Can we be 'Sholem' now?"
This gave Efrat a chance to spill out what had hurt her.
"But why do you say, that I need drama to get your message?"
I smiled lightheartedly, waited for some more sentences,
and said: "Are you done now? Can we be 'Sholem' now?"
She agreed, but , of course, it took some more kilometers,
until we returned to normal.
Exterior events helped.
We entered Sde Nehemia,
where we wanted to visit an ecological farm,
on which Efrat once had written an article in her Shoham newspaper.
We found the estate, but no opening for unannounced visitors.
So we drove on to
"Neot Qedumim", "The Biblical Landscape Reserve"
I had been there many years ago and found it fascinating.
But it was impossible to take the turn to the left from our
road to Modi'in.
We had the feeling, that some authority had taken revenge.
When - after at least 5 km - we still couldn't make a U-turn,
Efrat had enough: "Let's go to 'Aladin'.
So we drove to our familiar Succah-like place 'Aladin',
a Bedouin style tent with seats on the floor,
where we had celebrated my
departure to the Pyrennees in 2001,
and the Bar-Mitzvah of Jonathan, Ronnit's
eldest son, in 2004.
For Mika's sake we wanted to sit under the olive trees outside.
But in the beginning of our visit there was a tense atmosphere,
or what some people call "bad energy".
Efrat sent me to show Mika the ducks, geese and peacocks,
she asked Rimon to move our table to a better place,
and she tried to ignore the "bad energy" people in
the garden.
For me this was a chance,
to not take on Efrat's tenseness nor those people's "energy".
I kept repeating:
And I radiated harmony and joy.
We were also told , that soon the garden would be empty.
And, indeed, gradually people and some annoying dogs left,
and Efrat discovered two hammocks for Mika.
"But they are occupied!" I
warned.
"Don't worry!" and back
she was in her element:
to communicate with people and win them over.
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From:
Celia Fenn, Earth Log : 19th January :
The Fifth-dimensional “Wobbly”...
some ideas from the Archangel Michael work
about how you can cope with these symptoms
and how you can find and keep your balance.
This will be one of the biggest challenges facing us this year.
As we enter Fifth-dimensional awareness,
and become effectively, Conscious Multi-dimensional beings,
we go through certain Spiritual and Physical processes.
These include the activation of the Solar Lightbody,
and the integration of this Lightbody with the Physical Body.
This process produces
Heightened Awareness and Increased Sensitivity.
The person who goes through this process
suddenly becomes aware of that which was always there,
but was hidden from his or her perception by “veils”
or repressions,
which are lifted away as the person “awakens”
and becomes completely conscious or aware of their own life
and what they are creating in their life....
This can be a slow process, for the changes are often huge
and your Higher Self will only take
you as fast as you can tolerate.
So, in this process, be kind to yourself and understand
that you are going through immense changes,
and let the process take as long as
it takes.
It will become easier and easier,
as your body begins to find and hold the balance.
.... Your work is to learn to simplify
your life
so that you can manage the flow of experience,
and that you feel better able to cope.
Don’t add more, try to simplify and eliminate.
... give up trying to force creation with your ego and will.
Surrender to the process…
dream and desire…
and ensure that your life has a clear basis
for the manifestation to become “real”,
as a material creation of Unconditional Love in your life.
WAKING UP AT 3 AM.
Well, in your sleep state you are almost fully multi-dimensional,
and your soul enjoys traveling the dimensions.
But, now your body is also aware of these “trips”.
Before, your soul would leave your body in the “off”
mode,
and go on its trips.
Now, the body and soul are integrating,
and the body gets to go along too.
And the body sometimes gets spooked and wants out….
So, around 3am is peak time for “soul surfing”,
it is that quiet time when all the bodies are in quiet mode
and sleeping.
So, you may be awakened
by the intensity of your soul’s multi-dimensional journeys.
...
So, when you wake up, try to relax and breathe.
THE FAMOUS 180 DEGREE TURN…..
I love this one…..this is when the wheels come off in
your life.
Your I AM decides on a “course correction”, a
rather radical one.
Suddenly, you find that everything in your life collapses,
and you are left in a state of bewilderment and confusion.
You seem to be facing almost in the opposite direction
to where you thought you were going!
Well, if you look back, you will find
that your I AM was trying to get your attention
with gentle whispers and nudges, which you probably ignored.
So, at a certain time, your I AM decides that you have gone
too far off course and that you are in danger of getting lost.
So, it inserts this radical course correction that feels like
your life is collapsing.
The way to deal with this is through Trust and Acceptance.
...
Uncertainty is the name of the game,
until we learn to see it as just a way of setting us on a
new path.
Then we will learn to look and see where we went off course
and what we need to do to get back on course.
It is that simple, and as we realize that,
we will move past the “disaster”
scenarios
and into the Joy of Rapid Change and New Creations.
PHYSICAL PAIN AND DISCOMFORT :
These include Joint Pains, ...
and drink more water.
Don’t just accept and suffer, it is not necessary.
You can find Physical balance and radiance
if you work with your body and find out what works best for
you.
CHANGES IN BODY TEMPERATURE.
This one happens as your physical body tries to “Re-set
the thermostat”.
Your Light Body brings in much more radiant light,
and basic physics will tell you that Radiance is Heat.
So your body is trying to work out how to distribute this
heat in the best way.
I used to find that I would get very cold, ...
do your best to either cool or heat your body
until you feel comfortable again. It will pass..
LIVE WITH GRACE AND GRATITUDE :
Make a point of being grateful for the blessings that you
receive every day. Even the great changes are an indication
of blessings to come. ...
SEE THE LOVE IN EVERYTHING……
Begin to understand that everything is an expression of Love
in some way, because everything is created
through and from the Unconditional Love of Source.
This may initially be difficult,
until you understand the ultimate gift of Love that we have…..Free
Choice.
We do indeed choose what we will experience,
and we can keep make new choices all the time
that can change the path of our experience.
SEEK BALANCE IN ALL THINGS….
yes the mantra for this period must surely be balance ~balance~.balance~.
...The more balanced your life and body,
the more you will be able to experience
the Fifth-dimensional integration of Spirit and Body with
Joy.
You are indeed aligning Heaven and Earth within your own body."
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Left: Efrat: "I don't like it here!"
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The business is a partnership between Rimon Artzi
and Asaam, a man from the neighboring Arab village Safaa.
Safaa is on the other side of the so-called "Green Border",
and I have no idea, how Asaam manages to get into Israel.
When I discovered 'Aladin', and met Rimon for the first time,
he told me that we had met before - in Succah in the Desert.
He had a dangerous, mystical experience, when he was there.
In the years since I left Modiin - June 2004 -
the business "contracted" in time
- it's open only on weekends -
and extended in space, inside and outside.
No greediness, no expansion, no advertising.
An article in Efrat's newspaper? No thank you.
When Rimon had some time, I asked him:
"Years ago you said, that you didn't
like my website,
but that you were grateful to me for having shown you
Godchannel.com
Do you still read it?"
"At that time I read every single file and printed it
out.
But I haven't returned to it for some years."
"How can anyone leave this info after having found it?"
I laugh.
"Maybe this is the message of our
encounter today:
Go back and read!"
"I've also have a recommendation
for you!" he said.
"There is a Dutch woman, who channels "Jesus".
You can find her on a website called 'Or ve-ahava'.
"Light and Love! It sounds very spirit-directed."
"No, it isn't. It's really nice. Try to find it."
Well, I didn't find it on that website.
I contacted its author , but so far, no answer
[January 22].
And why should I need an entity called "Jesus",
while I get information from the highest source?
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Evening at Home:
While playing in my room,
Mika once defied her mother and me,
by intentionally throwing things around.
For the first time since weeks she had to sit in the "Pinat ha-makhshavah"
[Thought Corner]
This is not the same as "Standing in the Corner" against
the wall,
the usual punishment in my childhood.
Mika sits in the corridor, with her back against the wall,
and has time to think "it" over.
After a few minutes, her mother approaches her,
bends down and encourages her to say: "Slikhah!" [Forgiveness].
A big hug follows.
This measure works amazingly well.
Mika does not rebel, and she really "thinks".
She even asks for a hug, when she feels, she has done her thinking.
As to the pain , she does her own psycho-drama later on,
for instance with a doll in the bath-tub.
The left and right photo were taken a month ago.
The photo in the center shows the reconciliation today!
The bed-time story after reconciliation
Efrat:
"Do you read the David Book?"
[Josef Heller, God Knows]
"Yes, though slowly, mostly only before
going to sleep.
But this is alright, since the story of the book isn't going anywhere.
It's purely associative, often skipping between 3 different situations
on one page.
I like this kind of reading, (I didn't add: 'and I like this kind
of writing').
Only the translation is a bit too difficult!"
I looked up the sentence, I had wanted to show her anyway.
"Ban le-re'i"
And when I did so I suddenly knew it was based on a phrase from Psalm
139:
"He understood my thoughts".
1 O LORD, You have searched
me and known me.
2 You know my sitting down and my rising up;
You understand my thought afar off. |
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