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,
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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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intro
to k.i.s.s.-l o g+all dates
~ library of seven years
~ HOME
~ contact
March
25,
Tuesday, - between Arad
and Shoham
back
to past ~~~~~ forward to future
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.
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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...
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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.
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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.
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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
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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! |
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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!
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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".
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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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Efrat took the camera....
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