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,
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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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Keep It Simple Sweetheart

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image of the day Aurora, photographed in Finland on Jan. 31



hodayot [thanksgivings] for today

7:55 My Body, my Partner, my God
While daring this morning to add this third appellation,
linking it to the song "which says it all", created 2 months ago,
I felt inspired to translate the Hebrew stanza,
feeling, sensing, thanking you all through our thinking.
I hope, in time it will sculpt itself into a singable stanza:


"I sense-celebrate every movement in my feeling,
each sensation in my belly, on my skin
in a regular moment as in stormy emotion
and as well , when my heart is grey
sensing discomfort, distress or pain
or feeling as if in a black hole,
my body and I are manifesting God
of this we are aware with each breath. "


See the final version on Febr. 14

 

Finetuning to my Present


Natu, the "illegal foreign worker" from Russia is still in detention,
and Efrat found a new - local!!!- cleaning woman,
Milla, married to an man of Jemenite origin at Hadid, a neighboring village.
She asked me, if she could listen to some music.
I couldn't help her with the music producing devices in this house.
And I asked myself the question, which I've asked millions of times:
"Does she feel FULL-FILLed by her work?"
What I neglected to do with Natu: I took her picture right away!

About half an hour earlier I watched Mika,
how this morning she jumped from activity to activity
not being able to stay with anyone for more than a moments
and I felt fear rising up in me,
that sooner than later she'll "achieve" the state of people on earth,
who do not know for what to get up in the morning.

Under-stimulation of children by all former generations
is being replaced by overstimulation in this generation,
in Mika's case carried out by her mother,
who admits openly to be in constant panic,
that her daughter might feel bored.
Since Efrat is also an extremely communicative and creative being,
she knows how to entertain and stimulate Mika in three hours more,
than billions of mothers in a year,
beyond anything I've ever experienced with other parents or with myself.

Of course, that panic is a classic projection on the part of Efrat
and her own lack of FULL-FILL-ment.


A marriage may be satisfying,
a mother-child relationship may be exciting,
a job may render self-respect and appreciation from others,
~ all this is still not enough to make a person feel FULL-FILLed.


And this is true not only for women of our time,
it always has been true for most women and men in the past.
Mika is, on a daily basis, an only child (since her stepsiblings don't live here),
and cared for not only by mother and father, but also by me, grandma.
Her parents can afford to send her to kindergarden from 8:00 to 17:00,
which is fortunate, for MORE "quality-time" given by the three of us
would over-over-over-stimulate Mika and exhaust the grownups.

As to me, my general slogan for all people in my life, is valid here too:
"Being available, not initiating " (zmina, lo yozemet)
Still my constant question when being with Mika is:
"How can I help her to evolve her inner ability
to always find and do what gives her FULL-FILL-ment?"



In the train yesterday I read a sentence in a clipping from "Seth":

"You are in a state of evolution as a species.
Part of this experience includes
a natural fascination with exterior events...
a learning process
in which all elements inherent in the situation
will be explored. "


Mika's "fascination" and Mika's "exploration" are striking,
but for how long?


"Mind, as physically directed,
utilizes the greatest sources of power and energy
along with unlimited aspects of creativity,
so that each physical day is indeed absolutely unique."


But until what age will Mika be able
to create one unique day after the other?
[See the boredom of Arnon, once creative like Mika - Jully 7]

January 30: Together we created a new place for Mika's supper - on my bed:
the "play-tray" in my room, usually occupied by her "beads and berries",
placed on a rectangular basket from under my bed where I keep my stuff.
It wasn't a good idea, though, since Mika couldn't concentrate on eating.
Still, what is more full-filling than the creation - is the process of creating!



Having heard a quote from a diary written in 1924 by Goebbels ,
the Nazi Minister of Proganda and the second man after Hitler,
I feel again overwhelmed with the knowing-feeling-sensing,

that "Heaven-on-Earth" can only come about,
if and when each human will know and create,
what gives her/him Full-Fill-ment.

This man, too, said, when he was about 27 years old:
"I've nothing to live for,
nothing to get up for in the morning,
I might just as well die."

And then the desire:
"to help my depressed people to become again self-confident".

A similar depression and a similar desire were once so familiar to me.
But I never fell into the trap of clinging to somebody outside myself,
who would give me a reason to live and a context to "help others".

 

And then there was a doc about "Amma", the Indian "Mother",

who has so much love, that she keeps hugging people for 14 hours a day,
and has embraced already 2 000 000 humans on this planet,

(and also built about 60 houses for people in need,
like for those strikken by the Tsunami some years ago).



Some Swiss couples and singles were interviewed,
who work with "Amma" and radiate what I only can call "wholeness".

"When Amma hugs me, it is a moment outside of time and space.
I feel totally accepted, totally "erkannt" as I am."

It always irritates me, that there is no word in English
for this central concept of "erkennen" in German and "la-da'at" in the Bible.

"Adam yada' Eva, his wife", is said in a lapidar fashion,
and this is what God says to Moses
(Ex.33:12), to Jeremia (1:5), to Israel (Hosea 13,5)
"yeda'tikha"
"I know you"

and what the author of Psalm 139 and Yehuda Halevi say to God:
"you know me!"

The deep longing, yearning, "dying" for this re-union,
is inherent in each ray of the one sun,
in each wave of the one ocean,
in each color of the one light.
But my commonsense tells me,

that this "Adam yada' Eva" can happen only for moments of time.
For we are not supposed to return to Oneness and stay there.

[See for instance RUOW p. 61:]


And the moments of "Amma's embrace" or "Aqua Bella",
or of the "knowing between God and Moses, God and Jeremia"
can be nothing but an encouragement
to seek "FULL-FILL-ment"
in my own individual and ongoing, never-ending "self-realization",
from breath to breath of Body in Time and Space.

At least, that is, what I can imagine.
I cannot imagine all those aspects of God,
who live, ~~~but not in Body, not in Time, not in Space.
And if all the "entities", who now communicate with humans,
either know how to reach "FULL-FILL-ment" or don't need it,
then - would YOU please - come forward
and tell us about yourself and give us an example!
And a Goebbels won't need a Hitler to create full-fill-ment,
nor would a Swiss couple need an Amma for the same purpose.


There was also this "Begum", "the only Queen in Pakistan",
a man who - each time for 3 long hours of makeup, hairdressing etc -
lets himself be transformed into a woman,
who then - very critically - interviews the people in power-positions-
breaking taboos as nobody else could afford to do in Pakistan.

"I want to give my depressed people self-esteem",
is his/her intensely expressed desire, just like Goebbels', just like mine.

For what is the purpose of my "Healing into Wholeness" for creation?

- To redeem people from qorbanut (self-victimization)
and make them achieve ribbonut (being masters of their destiny),

- to redeem people from their dependency on exterior appreciation
and make them achieve self-love,

- and this can be accomplished only,
if people find, what makes them feel FULL-FILLed.


I feel so totally alone in understanding,
how the desire of Goebbels-Amma-Begum can be fulfilled,
that I must ask myself constantly:
Am I blind and deaf and don't see and hear those humans,
who know what I know?


It's true - there is - in the present world - so much more awareness
of the need for "self-esteem" .
For instance - a program about "Mothers who leave their children".
There is no problem with fathers who leave their children,
but what are the reasons for 100 000 mothers per year,
who walk out from their children (in England) ?
and the number (in England) grows by 11% annually.
There are more than 170000 fathers who raise there children on their own,
about 17% of all single parents.
This in itself says something about the transformation of men,
as is symbolized in this photo of 2 fathers, Immanuel and his friend Amit:


But that doesn't help to explain what happens to those mothers.
A common reason: "an extremely low self-esteem!"

‘Actually my husband was a better ‘mother’ to the children than I was.
I was very very depressed and I knew that affected them all.
I moved out, and in time my ex remarried
and the children are in a secure and happy home.
I pray that in the future the children will understand.
I am quite alone, and have learnt never to tell people I had children.’

[See in "Mothers without their children"]

Another reason:
"If I don't become myself first, who can I be for my children?"



There it is again:
the lack of self-love and the lack of FULL-FILL-ment.


But while this generation's thinkers become more and more aware
of the basic need for self-esteem and self-love
(though nobody seems to recognize this need in the myth of Cain&Abel,

the only individual drama inserted in Genesis between Adam&Eve and the Flood)
I can detect nobody, including the God of Godchannel, as I said already,
who puts the theme of FULL-FILL-ment in the center of awareness.

[as to Godchannel see the beginning of my research on Febr. 27]


This is making me mad!
Look at the main theme of all literature, poetry, movies, songs:
the love between lovers.
One of the most wondrous examples is Beethoven's Fidelio,
into which I had the chance to immerse myself again two days ago,
when the opera - with Jonas Kaufmann - was played on 3 SA
T. (Zuerich 2004)
The plot is unusual for a love-story,
as it talks about an already married couple,
and the outstanding courage of both husband and wife.
Floristan and Leonora are symbols of the "best" humans on earth.
They are true to themselves till the end,
and they are true to each other till the end.
This everybody can understand, admire and strive for.
But what will happen after the happy end?
Afer the loving wife has succeeded in liberating the loving husband,
and they return to their home,
so beautifully described in Leonore's aria about "Haeuslichkeit"?
Nobody has written an opera about that....


By the way, this victory of love also points towards the victory of freedom.

"No longer you will kneel like slaves",
is, what not only Florestans, but all prisoners hear in this context,
(see my page about "kneeling")

And the prisoners sing: "Heil", "blessed" ,
a word totally discriminated after "Goebbels" etc....



A most moving scene - metaphorical-mystical in my eyes - is
how the Prince calls the brave wife to cut the prisoner's chains:

"Only you, who opened this noble man's grave,
may now take off his chains
you alone, noble woman, deserve to free him wholly."

****



The Prisoner - Jonas Kaufmann/Florestan - to be freed by love

{see and listen to a video of Fidelio excerpts, 3 min., Sept 2007)





Cleaning my own house - in the time and the way I choose to clean it -
is full-filling for ME.
And my cleaning-job in the house, in which I lived at Modi'in,
was not bad, since it took only 1 hour per week.
But cleaning other people's houses for 4 hours, several times a week?
Can this be full-filling?

12:15 Milli finished her 4 hours and before saying Good-bye to me,
asked me to tell Efrat, that she had dismantled the smoke-collector
(English?).
and when I didn't understand, led me to the gas-stove in the kitchen.
"I don't know about these things", I said
and she totally misunderstood me:

"Yes you, the doctor, but my brothers are also..." she didn't go on,
for when she took off the grid to show me, the device underneath disintegrated
and hundreds of what I guessed were coal-pieces, dispersed all over the stove.

"It's all rotten, they have to replace it."
Seeing her severe lack of self-esteem, the "Cain" in her,
I did everything to at least show her, that we were equal.

"They'll have to tell their landlord!"
"Oh, it's not their flat?"

While she was cleaning up - a matter of a few minutes - she was called twice:
"Just a moment, Avi, really, just a moment!"
And to me:
"You see, he sits in my car, since his car is in repair!"
"Is this a neighbor?"
"No, it's my husband."

From which I understood, that both, husband and wife, have a car.
I came back to the remark before:

"Why did you say that about the doctor?
I simply don't care about such modern devices.
All I have in my one-room-flat, is a double electrical plate for cooking.
And how do you know, anyway, that I'm a doctor?"
"Oh your mother-in-law told me you are a doctor of Jewish philosophy."

"Jewish thinking", I corrected, "but why should she tell you that?"
"Because I am religious, look at me!"
.
And she hurried to inform me, before she left:
"But my children will learn,
the eldest is in first grade and brings good grades,
it's a beginning! But they will learn!"


Oh these illusions of "Cain"! But learning trains the mind,
and after thousands of years, when the mind remembers its feelings,
the feeling: "So why do I still not love myself, feel still not full-filled?"
maybe, that training in schools&universities, via examinations&grades,
will have proved its value after all....


Nourishment from Others

From a "Seth" clipping, p. 355-6
"You are in a state of evolution as a species.
Part of this experience includes
a natural fascination with exterior events.
You are developing properties of consciousness
that are .. uniquely your own, as your environment is.

A strong focus is a necessary counterpart,
since you are involved in a learning process
in which all elements inherent in the situation will be explored.


" ... What you now create unconsciously
your species will create consciously.

The infinite abilities of consciousness
become individually focused into a particular reality
which then becomes expanded.

Your own temporal creations add to the abilities with which you made them.
You learn through your creations.
Mind, as physically directed,
utilizes the greatest sources of power and energy
along with unlimited aspects of creativity,

so that each physical day is indeed absolutely unique...
You cannot expect any portion of your environment to remain static, therefore,
and the condition of your body is constantly in a state of flux and change...
Your social structure,
from the largest metropolis to the smallest farm,
from the wealthiest ares to the poorest ghettos,
from the monasteries to the prisons,
reflects the inner situation of the individual self
and the personal beliefs that each of you hold.


If you utilize the point of power properly [as described in the 657th session in Ch.15]
you will feel the nonphysical energy translated into effective personal power
through your intersection with flesh.

You will be able to use that power consciously, with purpose,
to change your personal experience,
and so to change the social framework at least partially....


" The recognition of personal feelings
and the working through of beliefs -
- all of this will expand your understanding of yourself.

If you hate a parent, for example,
you cannot use the point of power to tell yourself
that you love the parent instead...

You cannot use the point of power to gain control over another,
for your own beliefs will automatically trap you.

In any case you must be aware of your own power
and believe that you are worthy of it.

Many of the previous chapters in this book have been written precisely
to convince you of your own worth.

You have been told to experience your feelings and not to deny them,
so you are not (end ofclipping)

 

 

 

"Driving Backward into the Future" = "Closeups to the Past" = Healing&Harvesting my Past

"yeda'tikha" "Ich erkenne dich - du erkennst mich"
It is the feeling-knowing-sensing between lovers
- in a first moment of grace-
as I felt it under that tree in the ruins of "Aqua Bella"
[=beautiful water],
and as was expressed by Rafael in a poem afterwards,
without us having voiced that feeling between us.
It was not a situation of "making love", physically
- for who is mature enough to "live love" instead of "making" it? -
We were only sitting there, not talking even,
and suddenly - for a few moments -
the lightening of "knowing" struck us.




About "Begum", "the only Queen of Pakistan":


Fidelio


FLORESTAN
Sprich, wie gelangtest du hierher?

LEONORE
Ich verließ Sevilla,
ich kam hierher zu Fuß,
in Manneskleidern,
der Kerkermeister
nahm mich in Dienste,
dein Verfolger selbst
machte mich zum Schließer.

FLORESTAN
Treues Weib ! Frau ohnegleichen!
Was hast du meinetwegen erdultet!

LEONORE
Nichts, mein Florestan!
Meine Seele war mit dir,
wie hätte der Körper
sich nicht stark gefühlt,
indem er für sein besseres
Selbst stritt?

 

[The only video of
the following duett,
which I could find, is of 1977]

Beide:
O, namenlose Freude!
Mein Mann an meiner Brust!
Nach unnennbarer Leiden,
so übergroße Lust.
Du wieder nun in meinen Armen!
O Dank dir, Gott, für diese Lust!
Mein Mann, mein Mann an meiner Brust!
Mein Weib, mein Weib
Ich bin's!
Du bist's!
O himmlisches Entzücken!

 

 



















FERNANDO
...
Nicht, nicht länger
kniet sklavisch nieder,
Tyrannenstrenge sei mir fern.
Es sucht der
Bruder seine Brüder,
und kann er hellen,
Und kann er helfen
hilft er gern.

VOLK, GEFANGENER
Heil, sei dem Tag,
Heil sei der Stunde!
Heil!


FERNANDO
Du schlossest auf
des Edlen Grab,
jetzt, jetzt nimm
ihm seine Ketten ab;
doch halt, euch,
edle Frau, allein,
euch ziemt es,
ganz ihn zu befrein.

LEONORE
O Gott, o Gott, welch ein Augenblick

FLORESTAN
O unaussprechlich süßes Glück!

........

FLORESTAN, CHOR
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
stimm in unsern Jubel ein,
nie, nie, nie wird es zu
hoch besungen.
hoch besungen.
Retterin, Retterin des Gatten sein.

LEONORE
Liebe führte mein Bestreben,
wahre Liebe fürchtet nicht......
Liebend, liebend ist es mir gelungen,
dich aus Ketten zu befrein, liebend,
liebend, liebend
sei es hoch besungen,
Florestan, wieder mein.

English Libretto

[I can't find here Leonore's explanation
how she penetrated the prison:

I left Sevilla, came here by foot,
in mens' clothings
( the opposite of the Pakestan Begum!),
the master of the prison hired me..
Instead I found a duet,
which I missed in the German libretto:
}

LEONORA / FLORESTAN
The hour of vengeance has come.
This means you shall be saved;

Our love, it will in union
With courage make you free.

FLORESTAN
My Leonora, what have you done for me!

LEONORA
Nothing, my Florestan!
[the following, too, is missing in English]
My soul was with you,
how could the body
not feel strong,
while fighting for his better self?

No. 15 - Duet

LEONORA
Oh what boundless happiness!
My husband in my arms!

FLORESTAN
Oh what boundless happiness!
Leonora in my arms
!

BOTH
After untold sorrows
Such unbelievable joy!

LEONORA
I hold you in my arms again!

FLORESTAN
Oh God, how great your mercy is!

BOTH
My wife, I hold her in my arms!
My husband I hold in my arms!
We thank you, Lord, for this great bliss!

FLORESTAN
You here!

LEONORA
I'm here!

FLORESTAN
Oh heavenly delight!
Leonora!

LEONORA
Florestan!

BOTH
Oh what boundless happiness!
My wife, I hold her in my arms!
My husband I hold in my arms!
We thank you, Lord, for this great bliss!

FERNANDO ... .
No longer kneel like slaves before me,
Tyrant's grimness I detest.
A brother's come to seek his brethren,
And can he help, he gladly helps.












CHORUS,

Blessed the day, blessed the hour!

FERNANDO
A brother's come to seek his brethren,
And can he help, he gladly helps.

 

LEONORA
Love alone my efforts guided,
Real love is not afraid.....

Love alone has given me
To liberate you from your chains.
Lovingly I sing with joy:
Florestan is mine again!


FLORESTAN, CHORUS

Who calls a faithful wife his own,
Join in our song of joy!
Never be it praised too highly
Your husband's saviour to become.



Leonora cuts her husband's chains

 


 

The evening was difficult. (See my Hebrew letter, not sent, inserted on July 7)


I therefore want to close with "'tis Last Rose of the Summer",
white!
which I discovered 3 days ago in Arad, on my way from the pool.
The white rose will be framed - from above and from below.
by the red February roses of Nitza, my neighbor,

 

 

song of the day

The last rose of the summer, the first roses of spring

 

 

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2013-02-11


Aluna today: "Now that we are almost seven weeks out from our 2012 pilgrimage, some things about our new and strange world are starting to gel into our consciousness. ...

I'm content that finally someone understands,
that there can be an "Octopus-Effect",
[see Mika's imigation of the movement of an Octopus]
the desire to create in multiple directions at once.
Today I'm no longer afflicted by what I called
"Too many desires at once."
I've one desire only:
To redeem Lost Will and dissolve the Guilt.
It's not the first time that I realize,
that I was experiencing phenomena,
at a time when nobody else seemed to experience those,
and later , when I had moved on to a greater challenge,
many people came around to what I experienced 40 years earlier,
like the ardent need to "empower'"people.
It has almost become a banality that people want to empower others,
and I'm so happy about it.
Except they don't know, why people feel so powerless in the first place...


This is the 13th chapter of Isaiah: Weren't we afraid of these prophecies?
But the weakness, that comes from our having pushed out the Will/Feeling, the source of our power, is still paramount...

Octopus-Coincidence: Later today I learnt about the Ringo Starr's/Beatles' Song: In an Octopus' Garden:

I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade
He'd let us in, knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade

...We would be warm below the storm
In our little hideaway beneath the waves
Resting our head on the sea bed
In an octopus' garden near a cave

We would sing and dance around
because we know we can't be found
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade

We would shout and swim about
The coral that lies beneath the waves
....We would be so happy you and me
No one there to tell us what to do
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden with you.

Wikipedia: the boat's captain told Ringo Starr about how octopuses travel along the sea bed picking up stones and shiny objects with which to build gardens.

Dewitt Jones in his blog on January 20, 2013:
Mokulele Airlines flies a small nine-passenger plane on the thirty minute flight from Molokai to Honolulu. It’s a bit of a throwback to days gone by. No security checks, no bag scans, the pilot just comes to the baggage area, gives a holler - “Who wants to go to Honolulu” - and we all head out to the plane.

Yesterday, the woman walking ahead of me was carrying a ukelele case. As she was about to put it in the baggage compartment, I said, “Hey, why don’t you bring it on board and play for us?” Before she could speak, the Captain, who was standing under the wing, smiled at her and said, “Sure, go ahead”

The plane rose up over the island and headed out over the blue Pacific. When we reached cruising altitude, she took out the uke and started to strum. Hawaiian melodies filled the little plane. When she finished the song, she said, “Maybe I should play something we can all sing” and broke into the Ringo Starr’s “Octopus’s Garden”. We all sang, including the pilot who turned around in the cockpit (the copilot was at the controls) and snapped a few shots with his camera.

“I’d like to be, under the sea, in an octopus’s garden in the shade” Everyone on the plane knew the words. We sang and laughed and took photos of each other. Nine folks (actually 11 with the pilots) who didn’t know each other, sailing over the ocean, singing at the top of their lungs.

As a photographer, I’ve learned that the difference between a good photographic frame and a great photographic frame is measured in millimeters not miles. Just a small shift in perspective can make or break an image. A small perspective shift can make or break your day too, or indeed, your life.

We could have flown in silence that day. We could have sat there not looking at or talking to each other. But we didn’t. A slight shift in perspective, a little spontaneity, and we turned a boring flight into a celebration.

Just “singin’ in the plane”!