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!"
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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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March 25, Tuesday, - between Arad and Shoham

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MY INTENTION and PLAN for TODAY

Know exactly what you want, communicate clearly what you want, then get out of the way, live and play, and let happen what may!
17:17
Since the desires, with which I got up this morning, had to retreat into the background,
when the computer would not open, and the day proceeded into an unexpected direction,
I want to use these few moments - after a 5 hour journey - and before Mika comes home,
to phrase my intention to support both, my son and my daughter-in-love, strengthening them
in differentiating between unambiguous law-based action and healing the ocean-deep hole,
which is being triggered so horridly by a main actress in their common drama since 10 years.

















 

image of the day: this pigeons felt at home
inside the Central Bus Station of Tel-Aviv,
while I erred through the 7 floors
and the endless mazes - for 20 min.
until I found the bus Nr. 501 to Shoham...



hodayot [thanksgivings] for today

17:38
My Body, my Partner, my God
I give thanks to the muscles of our eyes and our eyelids,
which - by contracting and releasing them - helped us
- together with other efforts of body, mind and feeling -
to cope with the "bugs" of this day
and turn what was frightful into what is fruitful.

 





I am grate-full for possessing a camera
and for the 55 years of learning and experiencing with its help,
how to really see what I see,
I am grate-full for not having wasted those 5 hours
on "trying to get somewhere", in this case to Shoham,

but by "eating and tasting" what was implied in each minute situation.
[See to what this quote refers - on Friday March 28]
I am grate-full for the favor I succeeded in doing to Deqel,
and for the joy I heard in my children's response to my decision to come.
And thanks for the discovery of that verse about
eating and tasting.



For many decades "Egged"
had the monopol of public transportation
in Israel outside the big towns:

"The history of Egged started 72 years ago,
in January 1933,
when four public transportation companies
were united into one organization,
which the national poet
Chaim Nachman Bialik
called "Egged"
[from the verb "to unify"]
Even so, the history of a motorized
public transport in Eretz Israel
actually started long before,
at the end of the First World War,
after the British Army
had defeated the Turkish Army
and the Government of His Majesty King George V received the mandate to rule here."

Some years ago other companies
started to break the monopol,
like "Superbus" which connects Shoham
to my airport train-station and to Tel-Aviv,
or like "Metropolin",
which connects Arad to Beersheva,
where I usually ascend the train, usually! - because today there suddenly was no train,
that's why I had to take an overcrowded
Egged bus to Tel-Aviv,
in order to wait there for almost an hour
to get the "Superbus" to Shoham.

The fight between "Egged" and the small new companies is carried out on the back of the passengers,
and though "Superbus" and "Metropolin" are cheeper, the navigation has become irritating, while before it simply was "Egged" everywhere.
When - in that gigantic, confusing mall, called "Central Bus Station of Tel-Aviv"- I finally found a small Egged info-kiosk and asked, as charmingly as possible,
if they would please be ready and nice and kind to tell me, where I could find the Superbus to Shoham, the answer was of the kind, that I don't want to report.


On this photo my Superbus Nr. 501 is in the foreground, while Egged-bus Nr. 485 parks "peacefully" at the adjacent platform...

 

 


Back to the morning in Arad

When a bumble-bee
flew around us
and Lior got anxious,
I told her,
that the bee was living
in this dead branch,
which I once brought
from my beach
at the Dead Sea
,
and that she had to place it
in a way,
that the bee could access it.

This morning,
when I came home
from the morning-pool,
having being inspired
- while in the jacuzzi -
to travel to Shoham,
thus turning a curse
(no computer!)
into a blessing
(supporting my children
in their predicament,
and fostering my relationship
with Mika)
I discovered
this heap of wooden dust
on Lior's and my table,
screwed out
from the hole in the branch
by the bumble-bee!

Finetuning to my Present (sculpted 2 days later in the morning)

I got up as usual - after having given the chance to Body, Mind and Feeling,
to become whole and integrated and one and rejoicing towards the new day.
Then, as usual, I started the ten minutes of my blessed getting-ready routine,
first pressing the button of the tape-recorder, then the button of the computer,
so it could upload while I would put water in the electrical kettle,
go to the loo, drink a glass of urine, dress, insert my artificial teeth,
put my bed in order and stroll through the garden while combing my hair.
But alas - the computer, this new computer! - would not open.
The monitor worked, the scanner worked, the loudspeaker worked,
even the UPS (Uninterruptible Power Supply) worked
but the computer stayed dead, whatever I tried with the electricity cables,
alone at first, then with Immanuel via phone, then with Eduard via phone.
Eduard - my wonderful computer expert - would not make it to me today.
And - assuming that the power supply was damaged -
he would have to take it away and who knows, when he'll be able to return it.

While focusing all the time on
"how to create my personal conditions of Heaven-on-Earth = Feeling Full-Filled "
I was very much aware of my dependency on the computer and the Internet,

and I constantly asked myself:
how could I feel full-filled,
if computer-Internet for creating & learning would cease to exist?
I felt both - scared and ashamed - but I also trusted that I would find a way.

In connecting to my feelings as well as to my consciousness and intuition,
I asked:
Has this "bug" been staged to learn how to become free of my dependency?
And if so - how am I to proceed to free myself?

But when I was all ready to cope bravely,
an idea came to me, while letting Body be massaged by the water in the jacuzzi,
which suggested a different purpose of the circumstance "no computer".

"Go to Shoham! There is your other computer.
And you are needed there!"

[April 1: did they need ME, or was it ME who needed a lesson?]
And indeed, when I later asked my son, if it would be alright if I came,
he laughed - released! - "
that's what Efrat wanted to talk with you about."

How good, that I hadn't heard the phone ringing the evening before.
I wouldn't have known how to respond to Efrat's shy quest.
My rule is, to come to Shoham, when Immanuel is on flight,
and to return to Arad, when he comes home.
Since he is on leave for 11 days,
and since because of the drama with Immanuel's first family,
they gave up the plan to spend a week in Rome,
in order to focus totally on the fight that has to be fought,
there was no reason for me to come - according to my rule.

But was the need to break that rule the only reason for "no computer"?

The day had more "bugs" in store.
When I reached the station in Arad, the bus escaped - 2 minutes before its time.
There would be another bus half an hour later, but I would miss the train by 1 hour...
I used the time of waiting to carry out an additional initiative (oh Rachel!...):

"Deqel? I'm on my way to Shoham - computer -
and since I can't see a chance for a meeting during April (from 11-28 holidays),
I ask, if you would like/be able to conduct a "Living Water Workshop" tomorrow."


Deqel was pleasantly surprised by my initiative (you see, Rachel, this also happens!),
and though she doubted, it could be done, she promised to try and call me back.

"There is something else, Rachel, maybe you with your Dead Sea experience....
the big annual school trip of the girls' age group will be to the Dead Sea.
We'll stay at the Ein-Gedi Khanion [parking-lot where tents can be errected etc.]
but nobody in the entire area is ready or able to rent-out a gas-bottle,
it's not permitted to take one in the bus, and how are we to cook for 70 children?"



I called Zipi, who had worked as a ranger at Ein-Gedi, as part of her "Service-Year"
[an alternative program for those who don't want to serve their years in the army].
She had the solution: "I give you the number of Yacov, let Deqel call him:
He is responsible for the ancient synagogue at Ein-Gedi,
and since they'll probably visit it and pay entrance anyway,
he'll allow them to cook and eat there."



After having given Deqel the info - and while already in my bus to Beersheva,
she called me with exhilaration:
"You are a queen, Rachel!
This gentle man, Yacov, rents us a bottle - for free - and for the Khanion!"

I laughed:
"You see, why my computer had to break down?
So that I would travel to Shoham,
which would bring up the idea to meet the Benot-Mitzvah Girls,
which made me call you,
which made you tell me about your gas-bottle,
and though you can't make it with the meeting,
you'll be able to relax towards the trip."

"I've been struggling with the gas-bottle problem for already 2 weeks,
so if I had called you about it earlier, your power supply wouldn't have died?
I'm not taking responsibility for this!"
she laughed.

This satisfying and amusing intermezzo reinforced my question:
'why was the computer-breakdown staged - in general - and today in particular?'


Beersheva train-station - locked ! the guard: "no trains today".
It is not the first time that this happened,
[they are repairing and expanding the passage between Beersheva & Kiryat Gat],
and whenever it happens, I decide to "next time" open the train's website to be sure...
Though I was taking my anger out on the guard (poor guard!), saying cynically:

"Oh, how fantastic! Especially on a day of such a strong Khamseen!"
I knew rightaway, that if I had seen on the website:"No trains from --- to ",
I would have doubted my idea to travel to Shoham, while my son was at home.

A proof, that I still - despite this second delay and discomfort - was right,
was, when I found an Egged-bus waiting in the bus-station,
and though crowds of people wanted to enter it just like me,
I could squeeze myself in, ready to be standing all the 85 minutes to Tel-Aviv.
And if this wasn't enough of "grace", a soldier girl urged (!) me to take her place.


When I entered my children's flat , after almost 5 hours, I greeted them serenely.
Stories and threefold focusing on the strategy towards Immanuel's first family
alternated with the delightful watching of our interaction with Mika.
And though I still (2 days later) don't have the answer to my question,
'for what purpose did my new computer break down in such a total way'
I feel, that I coped very well with the exterior bugs,
and I trust the rightness of that staging.
Since Eduard will be coming to take the power pack from my flat only tonight,
I"ll probably stay at Shoham also tomorrow and on Shabbat,
and since Tomer is supposed to be with his father, i.e. also with me,
the answer to my question might still be given in the future.

[April 1: yes indeed...]

Since I'm writing this 2 days later, I want to mention one other puzzling thing:
Ofir, my landlord, whom I put on alert concerning the coming of Eduard,
called me about something else:
With utmost caution he told me, that he has bought a "tractoron",
the kind of little tractors on which young men race through the desert,
and that, in order to park it behind the house,
we (!) would need to destroy a part of my garden.
I was a bit shocked, and he tried to describe the "minimal" damage he envisions.

"Well, let's talk about it and see what can be done, when the vehicle comes."
"But it comes already tomorrow (=today). When will you come home?"
"Without a functioning computer I've nothing for what to come home!"

[ohoh, Rachel, what horrid statement!
Even if it was a kind of discharge
of your displeasure about tractoron and garden!)

"But couldn't you work on your laptop in the meantime?"
I saw, how important it was to him to solve the problem NOW,
and my mumbling about not knowing if I could get the hibernated laptop going
made him say:

"Well I'll park it on the parking-lot (of my veranda) until you come."

Why this dilemma now?
Immanuel is home, which means, I should be in Arad according to my rule.
Ofir wants me in Arad desperately
and Eduard could install a temporary power pack [April 1: he couldn't!].
But on the other hand -
* Efrat is hurt, that I make my staying here dependent on the computer.
* Tomer will be coming and will most certainly need me.
* That family-drama - its tides may rise even higher from today on
* I'm truly grateful for every minute I am priviledged to spend in Mika's presence.

Facit on Thursday 11 AM : I'll stay here with my family wholeheartedly!



Before I entered the house of my childrens' flat,
I stopped at a tree on the sidewalk which had remarkable fruits.
Since Mika so much loves to play with "beads&berries",
I plucked some tiny sprigs with plenties of berries.
She - on her turn - had brought "Moses in the Ark" [Exodus 2:3],
even two of them, given to her for free by a shopkeeper.
But he didn't have "an ark" (it's wrong to translate "tevah" with "basket",
since it's, not by chance, the same term used for Noah's "Ark"!
Genesis 6:14]
So I made her an ark, using also the sprigs to make it "more natural".

 

 


We watched together a wonderful newly bought DVD,
songs for children, performed by Judith Ravitz
(listen to many videos like "slichot")
and her adopted daughter
.
Though I was emotionally sidetracked
to 3 encounters I had with Judith in 1985,
we enjoyed the show immensely,
and even started to dance.
When Mika saw my frock ballooning,
she asked Imma to be dressed in away,
that her frock would also balloon

 

 

 


 



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Mika imitates Grandma's "Sama'a" dancing,
but since she keeps looking down at her feet,
instead of detaching her eyes from everything,
she keeps getting dizzy and falling down.
Still - I hope I can help her to continue with dancing like that,
before she'll become too "grownup" to even try any longer.
To my regret, I've never succeeded in teaching a "grownup"
to dance like the dervishes do.

 

 

Efrat took the camera....

 

song of the day

a Greek-German lullaby

 

 

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2012

 


In "Opening the Flow" I found this quote from Bringers of the Dawn
"Remember, your reality is a result of your thoughts.
If you believe that things are hard, what are you creating?
Many of you have spent lifetimes
honoring and respecting family members or people of society
who you believe are uplifting citizens
and who represent to you a certain work ethic and value system.
You have not thought to question this work ethic
or to see if there is any other way.
So you believe that in order to get money
you must expend a great amount of energy,
or you must be employed by someone who is going to give it to you,...
When you are allowing,
Spirit will compensate you in a variety of unexpected ways.
The only reason this has not happened before is
that you just haven’t believed it was possible.
When you believe things are possible, reality changes."

March 25 , 2012, Sunday, Arad








Yet another facet of choosing an erroneous way to feeling full-filled
is the chase after "SUCCESS"

From another chapter within the extraordinary documentary series "Ha-Sippur", "The Story", in TV, Israel, Channel 2:
(
yeled shaeli mutzlakh, my child is a success, 1963, wisely interpreted by Wikipedia; see a performance for a fallen soldier)

See again that relevant entry in "How I've been learning to live",
on March 12, 2010 [bottom of page, right frame]

though in my case it was never the striving for "success" that ruined my life, but "my vocation".


In this documentary
about children
who are forced to achieve,
there is also
Michal,
a 17 year old girl
who forces herself to achieve,
forces herself to be excellent
in school and in her music,
and is ruining her life.

"This is what does me good,
this is what satisfies me!"

   

 

 

 


This program "the Story" in the Israeli Channel 2 is another sign
that "things"  r e a l l y   change!
Tzofit Grant, an actress and hostess of a TV show,
who now - in person - explored the suffering of "My Child is successful"
not only exposes herself, but also her husband and her 2 children.
"i'm not as good in describing feelings as you are", says
Avram Grant, an international star in football training [read "Personal Life"]
but he let's himself be drawn out on his "successes and failures",
and says, that the most difficult aspect of the "failures" is,
that his family suffers from them even more than he himself.
And Tzofit, his wife, adds:
"I can never overcome "Manchester", it still squeezes my heart".
All this in front of the TV public! Isn't this fantastic.
It was not only his mother who whipped Avram
into "achievement", "success", "excellence"
but a picture in his room about someone
who climbed a high mountain and

"the smile which he showed, when reaching the summit".
Why this confusion
between success and full-fill-ment?

[even in" Bringers of the Dawn" I'm asked
"to intend that I'll be successful"
[see on voices3]
See the singers and stars, who reach their summits...
Why do they go through depression and even suicide?


One of the moments of enlightenment in my life was exactly this:

While with my family on holiday in the Alps payed by my mother-in-law, in 1974,
and - since my husband and at first even the children weren't keen on climbing hills -
I got up an hour before I was expected (!) to make breakfast for everyone
and literally ran up a mountain, ran - in order to manage to reach the top.
One early morning I sat on a top and a lightening hit my mind and feelings:

"I succeeded to reach the summit - yes - and I feel full-filled!
But for how long?
I have only 2 minutes before I have to run down again."

And it was then, that I phrased for the first time and for many times to come,
what I now found sculpted in puzzle-piece 22 (2001)


"But a goal has but two functions:
to motivate me to get up and go,
and to show me a first direction.
Not the goal is Life, but the way.

"Once I reach the next hill top,
another goal might attract me,
in a very different direction.
"

And on a 2002 page about my "Bir'am-Model" for "Partnership"

"How often do I repeat my belief:
A goal, any goal, aim, target, has but two functions:
To motivate me to move, go, walk,
and to give me a direction to begin with.
Once I reach the next mound,
I may see a more attractive goal,
or one that is easier to reach.
And if I never reach the goal,
I am still grateful for the goal's gift, i.e. THE PATH.
Life is not in reaching the goal, but in walking THE PATH. -
in experiencing
the golden morning sun and the suffocating heat at noon,
in enjoying the flowers and birds,
in stumbling over stones and singing a song,
and in interacting with the persons
who are with me, behind me or before me.

But without a goal, there is no PATH."


Making the full-fill-ment of my yearning for full-fill-ment dependent on success,
-any success, be it in front of the world, or in front of my family and friends, or even in my personal living -
is a pathetic, tragic illusion.
Feeling full-fill-ment can only happen in feeling-healing what I feel,
what I feel in every hour, minute, second of my day,
beginning with feeling "grate-full" for feeling-experiences now and now,
as I'm expressing in more and more "feeling-songs"
,
like in my adaptation to the Schillers & Beethoven's "Hymn to Joy", which has become the hymn of the European Community

Freude, Freude

Freude, Freude

Heal your feeling, feel your healing

into joy-full grate-full-ness

Feel full-fill-ment, heal full-fill-ment

zest-full, grate-full, grate-full-filled

/: feel, feel, heal, heal

into joy-full grate-full-ness

Feel full-fill-ment, heal full-fill-ment

zest-full, grate-full, grate-full-filled :/

 

10 Hebrew lines daily between Ya-Ra towards the doomed-to fail shemshem.org
2012_03_25- 2013_03_13DELICIOUS      DELETION

 

 

2013-03-25

I want to sound you,
my Feelings,
and to embrace everyone of you

be you pleasant
or unpleasant
you are GOD

It's the feeling that full-fills


You grant experience

-through exploration
comes evolution-

but now please guide me
to take right choices
of circumstances-
that's how I AM
the master of my destiny


My understanding
tow'ds manifesting
zest and full-fill-ment
demands experience

Moving,
breathing,
sounding
Body vibrates
whatever I feel

Say Thank-you
for all your feelings

Sigh, yawn or mumble
cry, scream or rumble
shriek, hiss or grumble
moan, howl or tremble
whine, wail
and laugh
and sing
sing
tzahali qolekh
qolekh, bat-galim
haqshivi

Before and after burning the Hametz
[out of the blue Zipi joined me for 20 minutes]
on the Eve of Pesach
in my "Wadi of Compassion",
I immersed and immerse myself totally in my new song,
which "says it all".
It's an adaptation to the tune
of a song by the Lebanese Fairuz,
performed by Lena Machul,
the winner of "The Voice" on 2013-03-23

[I hope that the video of a talkshow will stay online for a while.
There she sings with her wondrous mentor Shlomi Shabbat the chorus
of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah", which was her winning song


Leena is a Christian Arab
and lives in Acco, a harbor town,
and it's most moving, that she also sings
The Song of the Sailor's Lover,
especially now,
after the author of the lyrics, Yair Lapid,
had great success with his new party
"Yesh Atid" - "there is a future",
and became Minister of Finances...
The song is about the forgotten wifes
of the war- and sea "heroes",
and I think of my poor, poor mother,
who waited day and night for 4 years,
and her husband rarely returned from war,
and for 3 more years, night and day,
from week to week, from month to month,
and he never came back, not even his corpse...

"Sound your voice, daughter of the waves"
Isaiah 10:30
appears also in another song of mine
I scream it when Jewish and Muslim fundamentalists claim:

"The voice in a woman is 'aervah' shame, forbidden sex"
Only recently did I grasp that the command
"sound your voice, daughter of the waves"
is followed by the command :
"listen!"



The last 2 stanzas Lena didn't sing.
It's where the longed-for man dies.


I sing all stanzas except for the third

Lena also sang a song with the conspicuous title: "What a feeling"
as if she guessed, that I would turn her Fairuz song into a song dedicated to my Feelings!

Lena thanked the Israeli public that voted for her
"and put music first".
I again want to quote Josef Wittig's saying:
"Nobody knows how redemption will happen,
perhaps someone only sings a song!"
"Vielleicht singt jemand nur ein Lied".
Lena's mentor Shlomi Shabbat said;
"a child like that can bring peace".

There was also the wonderful "show" of Obama's 48 hours in Israel,
and the beginning of an understanding between Israel and Turkey,
and the declaration of a ceasefire by the Curdish leader in prison.
So much to celebrate!
Of course, there are people who downplay everything as an illusion.

But I shall "not despise the day of small (things), but "rejoice and see".
(see my song about Zecharia's Prophecy of "Yom Ktanot" )

 

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