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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,
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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K.I.S.S. -
L O G 2
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Keep It Simple Sweetheart
whole&full-filled, never perfect&complete
Intro
to
k.i.s.s.-l o g + all
dates
January
20 at Shoham
Parting from my obsession to complete
this page--- on January 22
back to past ~~~~~
forward to future
image of the day
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
8:00
My Body, my Partner,
I give thanks to our lips,
which guard our mouth and everything behind it,
and which know how to kiss,
though at present only 'light' kisses to my smaller grandchildren.
Let us take care of them better - they hurt in this dry cold
weather -
let's spread olive-oil on them and keep our wetting tongue
away!
I give thanks to the delicious food,
that is provided for me constantly!
At Shoham as well as at Arad.
Food prepared by Immanuel,
or specialties bought by Efrat,
or leftovers given to me for Arad, or in Arad by my
landlords.
Even if my "consumer-game" would allow me to buy
everything,
such delicious food would never be prepared by myself for
myself.
And, of course, I hate going to shops or, worse! to supermarkets.
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Little ego-joys of a grandma:
This morning Efrat had to wake Mika up.
I stood in the doorway, dressed for walking the dog.
Mika, usually, not keen on meeting anyone in the morning but her mother,
saw me and instead of "lekhi"
(go!), said:
"rotzah tayel im satta" (want
to go for a walk with grandma),
remembering the wonderful time we had yesterday
morning.
When I came back with Nella,
Mika lay still on her baby mattrass with her bottle, watching
baby TW,
but smiled the happiest of smiles: "Nella",
a nd then to me: "shbi
po" (shvi po, sit
here),
only to soon find it too crowded:
"lekhi!" |
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While Imma got her ready, Mika saw me
through the glass-doors on the veranda,
cutting away branches of the flowery overhanging plant I had
once brought from Arad.
When I re-entered the room, Efrat said;
"She wants to help you with the flowers!"
so I lifted her and made her stand on
her little table in the kitchen and watch me,
how I inserted some 6 neetly cut branches right into the soil
of the window-box,
in which plants die for lack of light.
"Now let's sing to them every day
and ask them to grow roots and flowers."
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She went to brush her teeth with Imma and I prepared coffee for myself.
She and I knew, that Imma was in a hurry to bring her to the kindergarden,
but no, Mika, was desperate to do her ritual with the beads and stones,
so she ran to me: "take the coffee"
and asked me to come after her.
"I'm going alone", Imma shouted,
but needed another minute for herself.
I dragged Mika from my bed and the beads, she had already spread there,
lifted her into the air in a way that would make her laugh (not always!),
promised her a nicer flower than the one she held in her hand,
let her pick one herself on the veranda and delivered her to Imma,
who took her to the elevator, while I took the garbage bin down the
stairs.
We met again at the parking lot under the house,
and with dancing steps and waving hands I accompanied the car to the
road.
That's how we parted today: a ray of Heaven-on-Earth.
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In Israel
(Modi'in-"Aladin")
yesterday the moon looked less full
than on the same day in Salvador. How is that possible? |
A new week has begun, which means for me,
4 eight hour-days of creativity ahead of me.
I'm planning to cope with two little lessons,
the "Nella-Lesson" and the "Bamba-Lesson"
and to edit the kisslog pages since January 11,
when I went back to Arad but had forgotten the cables
for transferring photos from my 2 cameras to the computer.
Which
reminds me of some cute expressions of Mika,
whose "rethoric ability", as her mother observes,
gets better and better:
When wanting me to lift her on my bed yesterday morning,
she said:
"qodem nalayim lorid"
{qodem le-horid na'alayim- first shoes to take off ),
and in the evening, again sitting on my
bed,
she suddenly jumped from it and exclaimed a new word:
"shakhakhti" (I
forgot),
meaning the funny way, in which she had
- skilfully -
stuck my camera tripod into a hook on the TV table.
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She's cut toilet paper in tiny bits and
pieces,
asks me bring "kofi ve-khumi", her monkey doll and
her brown South-Sea doll,
and plasters them with the pieces |
AURORA WATCH:
From now on the verbal sculptures
of
"Driving Backward into the Future" or "Closeups
to the Past"
will have a uniform background,
edited today - not from an Aurora image,
but from a photo created by an erronous click on my cellphone
camera!
Enjoying these images of stars and moons
on the background chosen for the K.i.s.s.-L o g pages,
I remember, how I said to Moshe Klein, in Nov. 1988,
when we met by chance in the Dizengoff-Center,
Tel-Aviv,
where I visited my daughter, who worked there in a shop,
right after my Desert-Economy-Vision
had "landed" on me:
"I want to dedicate the next 20 years to this vision.
Then, when I'll be seventy, I'll dedicate my life to the stars."
It was then that Moshe, one of my 3 "twin-brothers",
a genius in mathematics, and a hobby astronomer,
said that remarkable sentence to me:
"I shall support you in realizing
your Desert Vision."
I
had to cease manifesting my Vision in January 2006,
and I shall discover the Galaxies and the Universes
only as one aspect of my healing~learning~creating~loving.
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On the kitchen table with Imma: learning
numbers and not being confused by the colors, for a violet 5
does not fit into a violet square!
On Grandma's bed, after having taken a
bowl with pegs from a kitchen drawer:
She still doesn't succeed in opening the pegs, but she practised
closing them, without getting pinched. "ko'ev",
it hurts, she says with a faint voice, and tries again.
But then she gets really hurt, trying to close the door on me,
the heavy door of my room which is built as a shelter, according
to the Law in Israel. Tears, tears, but no per-manent damage,
as happened to my finger, when at the age of 5 a door closed
on it...
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Forever fascinated with technical devices,
Mika is permitted - by Grandma....
- to open and close the hot air heater.
In order to sense the "ruakh", the wind,
she had rid herself from shoes and socks.... |
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