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March 181, Tuesday, - at Arad

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hodayot [thanksgivings] for today My Body, my Partner, my God I give thanks to the lower part of our spine, which sustains me, though I've been burdening and damaging it for so many years. I'm grate-full ~~~ with tears in my eyes ~~~for yesterday's sight: A German Chancellor, a woman, Angela = angel, in Yad va-Shem, and around one table with the Israeli Government and Parliament.

A 3SAT program with docs about the New 7 wonders of the world, which I saw one by one in September was shown in one piece yesterday. The first was "Christ the redeemer", and I wonder, why this statue, and the way it attacts millions, moved me to tears again.       I couldn't follow the program through, since my receptivity , unlike my activity, is limited to one hour the most, unless a fiction movie is grabbing me, like - tonight - the Tuesday-German-Movie "Der Unbestechliche" - "The Uncorruptable". At the end I was so much awake, that I stayed on to watch the "Short Movie", which always follows the long movie, and about this I want to report: A Swedish 10 min. film "November Nights":

"November Nights": An infirm old woman visited by her daughter, who is outworn, ugly, neglected, and drinks. The mother's diapers are exchanged etc. by a paid caretaker, loved by the mother. while she abuses her daughter, "you should be ashamed etc." and "why haven't you come for so long?" "I was busy!" "With what!" "With my dog", "You only came for money, you, you..." The daughter runs away, yet has no choice but coming back. "I no longer want you to put me down!" she says meekly. At night a monster overwhelms the mother violently: "you stinking, rotten, almost dead ....". The monster was an aspect of the old woman herself. It's not clear, why this changes her cruelty into compassion. After all it's a movie of 10 minutes only. But when mother daughter again sit over endless, silent coffee-drinking, the mother says gently: "Next time you could bring your dog with you." The daughter - encouraged - finally opens her mouth, obviously in order to say what brought her here. It's then that the mother soothes her, with compassion: "It's alright, child! It's alright!" I sculpted this the next morning, on Wednesday, but before saving it - the computer shut down. So I did it all over again - and better, since I understood that the story was relevant, not only for me and my own experience with my own mother's diapers and my own mother's former abuse and my own healing through taking care of her, but for "redeeming the world".

a composition of symbols:
The triangle in front - next to a rectangle with garbage, the shadow of the palmtree = deqel
and on top - next to playground facilities - 11 girls, aged 11-12, with their tutor Deqel.

When it became too hot in the sun, everybody ran down to a place under palm trees Adi and Yael and Shir, Gili and Yuval and Noa

I wanted the girls to pair up,
to help each other understand the discussion between Moses and YHWH,
which through 5 times back and forth gets more and more emotional,
and then to play it in front of the group.
There was not enough time for doing this,
not even for reading together this magnificent text.
But I told them - dramatically - the background
(See my "Bio-Testimony" interspersed with Mose's story)
When I said: "This is one of the most important passages in the Bible",
someone interrupted: "Most important for YOU, maybe!"
"Yes, you are right, I'm glad you correct me! 'most important for ME!' "

God called to him from within the bush, "Moses! Moses!" And Moses said, "Here I am." "Do not come any closer," God said. "Take off your shoes, for the place where you are standing is holy ground."

I asked Adi to stand up from the ground and try to tell us clearly, why she chose this one sentence out of her entire Parashat-"Shemot" Adi felt so pressured, that I got up myself, walked over and put my arm around her. Tears ran down her cheeks: "I cannot". I said very very gently: "Yes you can", and turning to the group I said: "Please send attention to her (in Hebrew: "putting-your-heart to her"), she is going to share something very intimate and is ashamed!" Adi said: "It   moves   me, that   there   is   someone about whom you know nothing at all, and he says   that   he   is   there   for   you."

As to that day's glorious Palm-Sky-Views see them in a new context tomorrow

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Continuation
of

the 2012 thread
"Experiences with my Family"
or
"Mika's Heaven on Earth"

The main reason for Itamar's visit was,
to meet grandma
for the first time in his 14 years - alone,
not with Yael, his sister, closest in age,
nor amidst the Quartet,
not for a celebration with the entire family.

So after some interaction with Mika,
he turned to me.
Mika didn't like that,
but found how to find "full-fill"ment:
she took some 7 pages and made
an album for Abba and Imma.
The last page moved me deeply:

In a letter- later - I asked Efrat to decypher it for me with Mika's help: "And at the end a poem a small one appears on the window-sill I read in silence from the song songbook and hug a gigantic hug and let's not forget 1000 kisses in love Mika "

After I had put Mika to bed, at 8 o'clock,
and till Rotem came to fetch Itamar by car,
he reminded me of my birthday-game:
in his case:
14 thanksgivings for his life
and 3 wishes for his present year.

There is nothing that could describe this process
but the "az nidberu"
"then those who see Ha-Shem will talk among each other,
and he hears and he listens".
I recall, what Nomi Hefetz, channelingYehoyada, said,
when Itamar was 4 years old and my daughter asked ,
why this child intentionally did not want to grow up:
"Itamar is a king.
He slows down his process,
so that his siblings can grow before he'll speed them up."

It was also for the first time,
that I got "feedback" from one of the grandchildren:
"Whenever I met you, Savta, you nourished my thinking!"

What a coincidence, that above - in 2008 -
I presented the entire chapter of Exodus 3 with the story,
which had come up during the visit in Mika's old kindergarden,
and which came up again, when Mika urged me to draw.
In addition to coloring the page, as I like to do,
I drew a tree and a desert cactus and some UFOs.
Mika felt, something was missing in the left corner:
"There we need the Burning Bush", she said and drew it.
Above she wrote the calling of YHWH: "Moshe! Moshe!"
but she mis-spelled it so badly,
with a waw and an 'ayin between the mem and the shin,
that I broke out in hilarious laughter
and - imitating YHWH - called: "Mo'a'she! Mo'ashe!"
In fact, the last three letters can be read as "asaeh!" i.e. "DO!"
This , after all, was the purpose of the calling:
'Do something!
How can you bear the suffering of those tortured slaves!'

It was then, that Mika wanted us to play the entire scene,
first with me as YHWH and with her as Moses,
and then with me as Moses and her as YHWH.

And if this wasn't enough
to imprint Mika with this encounter
with all three:
a - YHWH , who was, is and will be with you
[Mika keeps quoting the meaning of YHWH=
hayah, hovaeh, yihaeh,
as spelt out in the famous song of Uzi Hitman,
which she keeps singing (see now at the end of "triptych" 2012 songs)
b- the world's suffering,
c- the vocation of a human,
who has not the slightest self-confidence]

I asked her to bring the book of the Bible,
which I had given her as a gift to her sixth birthday.
She brought it and I let her read the text in the original,
I also taught her, how to use a marker to stress the dialog,
and mark the words of YHWH in yellow
and the responses of Moshe in green.