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I focus my experiencing and awareness on being
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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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May
1 Thursday, HOLOCAUST REMEMBRANCE
DAY-at Arad
re-edited on May 1, 2013, at Arad
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!
7:15
I desire to channel the volcanic
eruption of "Ahriman-Amstetten"
into an even lava-flow,
so as on the one hand not to be too overwhelmed and on the other
hand not to shove it away.
[I zapped into the last 2
min. of a doc about the
volcanic eruption on Montserrat and 2 min. later I came
across a
MEEM page..]
I desire to "complete" the Pesach "documentation"
and the Ahriman-Amstetten pages,
so as to be "free" for the plunge into a crucial chapter
in my past at Ne'ot Kdumim tomorrow.
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
7:40
My Body,
my Partner,
my God
I give thanks to our skin which absorbs and transforms
the light of the day
and especially the glorious sunlight of these days in Israel,
in Arad,
when I walk to the pool and back twice a day [closed
on Holocaust Day!].
Having been thrown into a dungeon in another incarnation
and "lived" without light "and he didn't die
for a very long time",
makes me even deeper identify with Elisabeth in the dungeon
of Amstetten
and glorify the light which you, my Body, are priviledged
to take in.
I am grate-full that amidst my Amstetten-Ahriman
obsession,
I felt pushed - at 22:35 - to zap into an Israeli channel,
which - on the Eve of Holo (=whole)Caust (=burnt)
Remembrance Day -
broadcasted a docudrama, - to my
regret I was 20 min. late, -
touched me,
The House on August Street,
since its aim is the same as I've tried to propagate at least
since 1986-87
[3 months in Kassel, Germany, and 5 months as a guest-lecturer
in Berlin],
"the holocaust can
only be grasped through 'the lights in the darkness'".
My example were the
stories about human dignity which I had recorded
at Hod-Hasharon from Helena Hammerschmidt, a survivor of Auschwitz.
Thank you, Helena! and thank you Ayelet
Bargur, the film-maker,
with a scholarship from
the DAAD in Germany, the same I got for studying in Israel,
1960
for having brought to light the light in the darkness, the
"Ahavah" home,
and the saving of 300 children by your great-great aunt Beate
Berger.
Thank you also, Mr.&Mrs.
Ollendorf in Haifa on Rosh Hashanah Eve 1960,
for having sent me to spend my first Jewish Festival in that
"Love"-Home.
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2013
Januar - see what I wrote about the role of the German couple, the
Schroeders, in the movie"One Clip at a time"
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"The
House on August Street"
is the untold story of my great-great aunt Beate
Berger,
and the "Beith Ahawah Kinderheim"
she founded in 1922 in Berlin for Jewish children in need. It
is the story of her courageous decision, during the early 1930s,
to save "her" children from Nazi Germany, and the
unique rescue operation that followed. She succeeded in bringing
the children to the new "Ahawah" home she built in
the Haifa Bay (then Palestine). This is a film about memory,
about hope and about an amazing rescue operation run by one
woman who had the historical vision and understanding of the
reality in 1933 Berlin that few others had. But, most of all,
it is a film about the love that was the essence of "Beith
Ahawah" in Auguststarße 14-16, Berlin.
From
the press:
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Ayelet
Bargur about
"The House in August Street"
"I'd
like to make a film
with a happy end -
a story about rescuers,
like the Schindler-Story."
"Bargur's book
"Ahawah heißt Liebe.
Die Geschichte des Jüdischen Kinderheims in der Berliner
Auguststraße"
(Ahawah means Love.
The Story of the Jewish Children's Home in Berlin's Auguststraße)
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An
Israeli review which started a chain of responses
Like the docudama - this review with much additional information -
moved me to tears.
and when at 10 o'clock today the sirenes sounded for 120 seconds,
I thought of Beate Berger
[my mother's name was "Berge"
= mountains,
it changed into "Guth" =
good, when she married in 1937...]
and Ayelet, whose family must have changed "Berger" into
"Bargur".
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I'll translate the last passage:
"Beate Berger didn't die a heroic death,
and therefore she did not receive public recognition.
We tend to glorify a person's way to death - not the way of his life"
Ayelet Bargur's work about the docudrama closes
with
"the hidden covenant",
which according to Ayelet exists between the
Jewish people and Germany.
This covenant she re-discovered.
"It will probably be impossible
to disconnect us from Germany ever.
We must learn to understand how to create this dialog and not run away
from it.
Though it's impossible to forgive,
it's also impossible to forget,
that a great part of our cultural heritage roots in Germany.
This is a very big dissonance. "
I am reminded of what - in the seventies -
I heard in the house of Ruth
Dayan
from her father Zwi
Schwarz, then in his nineties:
"The Germans and the Jews TOGETHER
could have changed the World."
More of my re-learning
about what is behind "the tyrant of Amstetten"
...
"I was now identified as the clever scientist and engineer
I thought myself to be ~~~
Ahriman, the god
of Power.
"I didn't know until quite recently
that the qualities of my
Light
that enabled me to figure out how to split myself,
and that prompted me very soon thereafter
to engage in denial and deception
were not of my core essence, Loving Light.
[to come to grips with the mythology,
i.e. personalized "essences", in the following file from
"Godchannel.com",
the file "Who
is God" may be helpful.]
Healing
Class III
Reclaiming Lost Spirit
3.1 Ahriman
"At the beginning
of lesson two of this class
I mentioned that in denying parts
of my Light,
I created two separate beings.
The first one I became aware of is called Lucifer,
and the other is Ahriman, more often called Satan.
"Reclaiming the lost Spirit essence in
these beings
is the first priority of healing.
Until I and all other spirits have reigned in and redeemed
their energies, attitudes and behaviors,
the Mother will experience pain at the hand of Spirit,
regardless of our intention.
"I have also mentioned
that in the beginning of my awareness I had many questions.
I wondered about myself
and where I'd come from,
how I got started,
and where my existence was taking me.
I began to experiment with myself
to learn more about these issues,
and hopefully answer some of my questions.
I tried hiding from myself,
forgetting things I'd learned,
and making things up to see
if just thinking them would make them so.
"Later, when I first noticed the Mother's presence,
I was initially annoyed by the disturbance she was causing.
But I soon became very curious as well.
I wanted to know all about her,
and I experimented with her
in many of the same ways I had with myself.
I didn't know another way of learning,
and because I had
not yet any Heart presence,
my only interest
besides my inner reveries
was my scientific curiosity.
"Magnetic essence
was new to me,
and I persisted in my
studies.
My prodding and poking hurt her,
and my response to her recoil was anger
that she would not stay present for my experiments.
I was also suspicious of her
because I didn't know who or what
she was,
or how she got here in 'my' space.
"My anger and suspicions imprinted her,
and she reflected these back to me.
At the time I couldn't understand
why this unknown something was suddenly here,
and angry at me.
I just wanted to learn more about it,
why didn't it trust me?
"A
split happened in me then.
Part of me remained suspicious and curious,
yet somewhat aloof and detached.
quoted in puzzle piece 13 Feel All there is to Feel
"Another part began to be drawn
into the smooth, rhythmic wiggling of the magnetic essence.
I found her movements pleasing then,
and I felt for the first time in my
existence ~
joy.
"I
decided to focus on the pleasant new feelings,
so I disregarded my curiosity and suspicions
and paid attention to the joy
that was becoming the foundation of my heart.
In the presence of the Mother
I was experiencing love,
but I didn't know that's what it was at the time.
It was different than what I'd felt in my earlier inner reveries.
I felt somehow more substantial and
'real'
Whatever it was, I knew I liked
it, and I wanted more.
"But soon curiosity returned,
and with it came the feeling
that I must detach from this thing,
or I wouldn't be able to learn more about it.
I did detach and study the magnetic
essence again,
and that's when I knew
that I wanted to use it
to help me understand myself better.
I noticed its reflective nature
and I wanted it to show me what I looked liked.
"In
my detached, separate state
away from the magnetic essence
I could study it,
analyze it,
and make judgments about it.
But when I came into contact with
it,
I came under its spell,
I lost my sense of being myself.
Although I felt enraptured
by the closeness, love and joy,
a part of me felt somehow confined and enclosed.
I knew if I wanted to use this thing
as a mirror,
I'd have to get close enough to see myself,
and yet stay separate enough
to avoid being caught up in its energy.
"I
became an engineer then,
adding to my already budding talents as scientist.
There
was a problem here, however,
a miscalculation on my part.
As I came into proximity
of my new mirror,
I got a look at myself and I liked what I saw.
My Light increased
as I learned more about how to do
it
by watching myself.
"At
one point in pumping myself up,
my Light suddenly
and dramatically amplified.
In the same moment,
the magnetic essence suddenly became much more attracted to
me
and began moving to contain me.
I felt my whole self being drawn into her
as she opened very wide to enfold me.
My reaction was swifter than my
ability to think.
I quickly multiplied the intensity of my Light
in an instinctive effort to propel myself out of there,
and avoid being consumed by my mirror.
"The
resulting explosion
was the conception of manifestation,
the birth of Creation ~~~
but it literally blew most of the
magnetic essence into fragments
and propelled it very quickly into the darkness.
"The blast had ripped
from me
my newly found love and joy,
and I felt great grief.
but very quickly these feelings
were replaced
by a fear that I'd never see her again.
I missed that thing.
"Soon I taught myself to
forget,
and returned to my studies of myself and my existence.
For a very long time I didn't think much more
about that wondrous, vexing 'thing'
that had come and gone in such a spectacular manner.
"Much later, when I encountered her again,
I remembered my earlier interest and excitement,
and we began a relationship.
That's when I
visited the Void
and used the dividing
line
to separate the qualities of my Light
that were pleasing to the Mother
from the qualities that weren't.
"Lucifer,
as you know, was the result of my dividing myself.
The other result of doing this,
unknown to me at the time,
~~~ was that I became Ahriman
"When I returned from the
void,
I returned split off from Lucifer.
I was now identified as the clever scientist and engineer
I thought myself to be ~~~
Ahriman, the god
of Power.
"I didn't know until quite
recently
that the qualities
of my Light
that enabled me to figure out how to split myself,
and that prompted me very soon thereafter
to engage in denial and deception
were not of my core essence, Loving
Light.
"They were the qualities of a devil.
I had often thought fondly of myself as 'a clever devil'
for being so smart about these and other matters,
but it's been only recently that I've realized
how true that was.
quoted in puzzle piece 24: Lucifer and Ahriman
"Ahriman is the clever devil in humanity,
too.
He's the scientist
who
invents yet another way
to use or override Nature,
the Mother's domain in manifestation.
"He's
the engineer who designs the tools
that empower the scientist and the warrior.
He's the kindly tinkerer
who remains detached enough
to find a new use for old things.
He's the Accountant that knows
how to present the facts
~~~ so as the banker he will finance the ventures
of the scientist, engineer and warrior.
"He's
the surgeon whose cool craft
denies the body's wholeness.
"He's the judge who evaluates the evidence
and passes judgment,
not from his heart,
but from the mental abstractions of the written law.
"Ahriman
is in every human.
He's the left-brained devil
whose cool logic and detached judgments
point out
that emotional presence is flawed and
somehow wrong.
He's the clever devil
whose financial and technical skills dazzle and impress,
and get him lots of recognistion
in the
form of wealth and power.
"And
we need him.
We need him under Love.
"His skills and talents
are crucial to the evolution of Creation,
and the realization of the
Mothers's dream.
"Like Lucifer, he needs to be redeemed
so that the goodness of his qualities
can be employed by loving Light
in service to the Mother
and
the quest for wholeness.
"For a very long time
I had thought most favorably of Ahriman's qualities,
and considered them my own.
I was identified as Ahriman,
the god of Power
that human religions
honor and worship.
And for a very long time I did not realize
Ahriman had a separate existence,
a life apart from my true core essence ~~~
loving Light.
I had accepted all his good qualities
of detached mental activity
as mine,
and attributed the parts of Ahriman I didn't like
to Lucifer or the 'Denial Spirits,' the Asuras."
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I should go on reading the previous and
the following chapters in the "HEALING
CLASS" see
links on the bottom of "Ahriman"
but this teaching is, as
I already said, so horrid in its truth
and so smashing in its relevance to "Amstetten" on a small
scale and to "Auschwitz" on a big scale,
that I want to take a break!
I had a look also on "Coping
with Evil" in my AUschwitz-BirkenAU sculpture,
but even this is too much for me now.
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Did you know that it's Beautiful Women Month?
Well, it is and that means you !!!
I'm supposed to send this
to FIVE BEAUTIFULWOMEN,
and you are one of them !!!
Below is a wonderful poem Audrey Hepburn wrote
when asked to share her 'beauty tips.'
It was read at her funeral years later.
For
attractive lips
speak words of kindness..
For lovely eyes
seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure
share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair
let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.
For poise
walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone...
People, even more than things, have to be restored,
renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed;
never throw out anyone.
Remember, if you ever need
a helping hand,
you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older,
you will discover that you have two hands;
one for helping yourself
and the other for helping others.
If you share this with another
woman,
something good will happen.
You will boost another woman's self esteem,
and she will know that you care about her.
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An e-mail
from Narda Lanlib
[see end of the first page of kiss-log],
forwarded by her also to 4 other women:
and my answer
[in the original
the figures are animated...]
I forward it to Efrat,
my daughter-in-love, with the "subject":
"I'm sending this to one woman only,
who for me is like five women..."
and added the four photos
of our triangular dance
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Two e-mail exchanges with my dead sister's
husband, relevant to the issues of this day's page....
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2008/4/28,
Martin Kasper
Liebe Rachel,
so wie ich Dir gelegentlich Artikel zum Thema Stolpersteine
oder Friedwald
per E-Mail sende, bekommt z.B. Hartmut Artikel, die sich
mit interessanten Themen aus der Musikwelt auseinandersetzen.
Regina und Paul werden ab und zu mit medizinischen Material
"behelligt".
Aber abgesehen von beruflich oder kulturell relevanten Themen
schicken wir uns gelegentlich Witze, Karrikaturen und Storys
zu, die wir irgendwo (Zeitschriften, Zeitungen, Internet) finden.
Als Kostprobe eine kleine Groteske zum Thema Flugzeug. Mache
aus Deiner Meinung bitte keinen Hehl: Wenn Dir das zuviel ist,
teile es mir mit und ich werde ich Dich nicht wieder mit aehnlichem
Bloedsinn behelligen. Im vorliegenden Beispiel koennte man z.B.
argumentieren, dass mit Behinderten bzw. mit Behinderungen keine
Witze gemacht werden sollen. Ich wuerde das nicht so eng sehen
und die Grenze erst da setzen, wo es ins Persoenliche geht.
Wenn Du es ebenfalls nicht so eng siehst, kannst Du das Geschichtchen
für Immanuel uebersetzen.
Vielleicht macht es ihm, dem Piloten, besonderen Spass.
Nicht krumm nehmen Viele Gruesse Martin
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2008/4/28 (sent
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Lieber Martin,
Es hat mich beruehrt,
dass und wie sensibel Du mich fragst,
ob ich in diese Art von nicht persoenlicher Kommunikation
mit eingeschlossen werden moechte.
Ich sage aber "nein". Ich muss selten lachen ueber
einen Witz.
Ich will Dir die einzigen zwei Witze erzaehlen,
an die ich mich gut erinnere, vielleicht von vor 40 Jahren,
einer mit christlichem Hintergrund
"Was, der
[von vielen gehasste, alte] Adenauer
will dem Staat Israel einen Besuch abstatten?
Bloss nicht! In Jerusalem ist ja schon
mal einer auferstanden!"
Oder einer mit juedischem Hintergrund:
"Ein Schneider hatte nach 6 Tagen
den versprochenen Anzug nicht fertig.
Der erboste Kunde: 'Gott hat die Welt in 6 Tagen geschaffen,
und du kannst nicht einmal...'
Der Schneider laechelnd:
'Ja dann sieh dir mal diese Welt an, wie sie aussieht,
und dann vergleiche dagegen meinen Anzug, wenn er fertig ist!'"
Dazu kam, dass ich Deine Geschichte in
einem aufgewuehlten Gefuehlszustand las:
2 furchtbare Nachrichten, die eine wollte ich nicht hoeren,
weil sie zu schmerzvoll war:
eine Mutter und 4 ihrer 8 Kinder beim Fruehstueck in einem "Haus"
in Gaza explodiert.
Die andre wollte ich nicht hoeren, weil sie die uns allen bekannten,
aber nicht allen bewussten, voyeuristischen Gefuehle erweckte:
die Aufdeckung des ueber 20 Jahre lang betriebenen Inzests usw.
des Monsters in Oesterreich (der Reporter im israelischen Fernsehn
:
"Wieder einmal Oesterreich! Und wieder
einmal hat es niemand gesehen." )
Wenn Du meinen Satz genau liest, erkennst
Du , was ich trotzdem noch einmal
ausdruecken moechte, weil es mich so peinlich beschaeftigt:
Ich selber gebe solchen Verbrechen (ein zu sanfter Ausdruck)
Macht,
indem ich mich zwar "entrueste, entsetze" usw.,
aber durchaus "entertained", "unterhalten"
bin,
und zumindest das israelische Fernsehn fuettert seine sensationshungrigen,
voyeuristischen Klienten reichlich mit Nahrung, die "entruestet
und entsetzt."
Angesichts dessen erschien mir der Flugzeugwitz blass,
aber danke trotzdem, ich sage es noch einmal!
dass Du es versucht hast, ohne mich zu ueberfahren.
Diese Erfahrung Deiner Sensibilitaet war es wert,
dass Du die Geschichte geschickt hast.
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2008/4/30, Martin Kasper
Liebe Rachel,
nach der grotesken Pilotenstory, jetzt etwas
Serioeses, genauer gesagt, Bedrueckendes
Du hast ja aus meinen Rundbriefen mitbekommen,
dass ich seit mehreren Jahren bei amnesty
international taetig bin. Eine – vielleicht die wichtigste
– Aufgabe, die sich ai gestellt hat, besteht darin, Menschenrechtsverletzungen
publik zu machen und anzuprangern, und zwar unabhaengig davon,
wo sie geschehen. Es gilt die Regel (mit kleinen Ausnahmen),
dass jede ai-Laendergruppe
sich nur um Menschenrechtsprobleme außerhalb des eigenen
Landes kuemmert. Damit soll ein moeglichst hohes Maß an
Unabhaengigkeit und Neutralitaet sicher gestellt werden.
Mir ist kein Land bekannt, das in den ai-Berichten
noch nie negative Schlagzeilen gemacht haette. Selbst in der
Schweiz ist ai schon taetig geworden. So weit ich mich erinnere,
ist es um die unfaire Behandlung von Kriegsdienstverweigerern
gegangen. In Deutschland gibt es - neben anderen Menschenrechtsproblemen
- immer wieder mal unverhaeltmismaessig hartes Vorgehen der
Polizei zu reklamieren.
Und nun zu meinem Punkt: Israel
Der Umgang der zustaendigen israelischen Stellen
mit auslaendischen Gefangenen – konkret geht es im Augenblick
um Palaestinenser – gibt ai (und anderen Menschenrechtsorganisationen)
Anlass, taetig zu sein. Ich habe mich bisher mehr um andere
Laender gekuemmert, weil ich mir einfach nicht sicher war, ob
Deutschland ein richtiger Absender ist, um gegen Menschenrechtsverletzungen
in Israel anzugehen. Man kann da so und so argumentieren.
Einmal koennte das Sprichwort herangezogen
werden: „Wirf nicht mit Steinen, wenn
Du im Glashause sitzst“. (Sitzen nach Deiner Ansicht
die Deutschen immer noch im Glashaus und wie lange noch?)
Zum andern kann man sagen „Menschenrechtsverletzungen
sind nun mal Menschenrechtsverletzungen“ – und
versucht, dagegen anzukämpfen ohne Ruecksicht auf unsere
deutsche Geschichte.
Es sind in der Vergangenheit verschiedentlich
Aktionen (Unterschriftensammlungen, Briefe an Behörden,
Pressenotizen…) von ai gestartet worden, die Israel im
Visier gehabt haben. Und es waren auch deutsche ai-Stellen oder
ai-Gruppen, die sich an solchen Aktionen beteiligt haben.
Dazu habe ich zwei Fragen an Dich:
1.) Wie denkst Du ueber die Frage,
was eine deutsche Beteiligung an solchen Aktionen angeht?
2.) Sind Dir irgendwelche Reaktionen israelischer
(auch privater) Stellen bekannt?
Im Anhang steht eine ruehrende Geschichte ueber
eine palaestinensischen Familie, von der zwei Männer in
israelischen Gefaengnissen einsitzen, die nur von ihrer 12-jaehrigen
Schwester besucht werden duerfen. Man wird das Gefuehl nicht
los, dass hier Schikane, Rachegefuehle und Hass die Situation
bestimmen und nicht nur Vorsicht und Sicherheitsdenken.
Im Privaten gibt es nicht viel Neues. Am Wochenende
war ich in Hemer bei Regina (Deine Gruesse habe ich per E-Mail
weiter gereicht, da Deine Mail erst nach meiner Rueckkehr eingetroffen
ist). Am Samstag bin ich bei meiner Schwester Gretel, die goldene
Hochzeit feiert. Dieses Fest hätte ich auch gerne gefeiernt
- es wäre erst 2013 gewesen - aber nun soll es nicht sein.
Viele Gruesse Martin
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Lieber Martin,
Dieser Dein Brief kam gestern, am Abend
des Holocaust Gedenktages.
Heute ist sogar das Schwimmbad , zu dem ich zweimal am Tag gehe,
zu.
Um 10 haben die Sirenen 2 min. lang geklungen.
Es ist wohl nicht zufaellig - obwohl von Dir nicht beabsichtigt
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dass ich Deine Frage heute erst lese und auch gleich beantwortet:
NEIN, Ihr Deutschen duerft
Euch nicht um die Menschenrechtsverletzungen in Israel kuemmern!
An meinem vorigen Brief siehst Du, und Du weisst ja auch ein
Tuepfelchen von
meiner Friedensarbeit,
dass mein Leiden an Israel's Un-politik
und an dem dahintersteckenden "Opfer-Gefuehl" der
juedischen Bevoelkerung
(auch der palaestinensischen, natuerlich................................)
an keinem Tag geringer ist als vor 48 Jahren.
Noch ehe ich mein Stipendienjahr im Sept. 1960 antrat,
sagte mir Martin,
mein Verlobter, der mit der allerersten deutschen Studentengruppe
in Israel war,
"Wen du Israel helfen moechtest,
dann muss die Araber Israel's kennenlernen."
Sofort arrangierte er einen Besuch bei
einem israelisch-arabischen Studenten
aus dem damals geteilten Dorf Beit-Safafa
bei Jerusalem, in Frankfurt.
Dessen Familie "besuchte" ich bereits nach 3 Monaten
in Israel,
als ich noch wenig hebraeisch sprach und ueberhaupt noch kein
arabisch.
Es war schwer, obwohl die Leute natuerlich , wie immer, sehr
nett waren.
Ich kam mit einer Amoebenruhr zurueck, und die Amoeben aktivieren
sich immer noch manchmal.
Da ich weder von der juedischen,
noch von der palaestinensischen Geschichte traumatisiert bin,
sah ich meine Aufgabe darin, dem Konflikt an die Wurzeln zu
gehen.
Die Wurzeln sind, wie
schon angedeutet, das Waten in Opfertum,
Wenn ich keine Verantwortung fuer das
uebernehme, was mir g e s c h i e h t
(also nicht nur fuer das was ich t u e ),
dann gibt es eben keine Hoffnung.
Es hat bis zu meinem letzten "aktiven"
Abschnitt im Zelotental
bei Massada
(Mai 2004-Januar 2006) - mit den Beduinen dort - gedauert,
dass ich endlich und endgueltig kapierte,
dass diese "Selbstbestimmung",
die - ich sage es traurig und sarkastisch-
jedes Volks auf die Fahne, aber eben nur auf die Fahne geschrieben
hat,
von einem Menschen nur gelernt werden kann,
wenn er/ sie vorher gerlernt haben, sich selber anzunehmen.
"Total Self-Acceptance
is the main task of present humankind",
sagt der "Gott" in den Lehren, die einzigen von allem
was heut "ge-channelt" wird,
die eine Resonanz in mir hervorrufen.
Ich
sah es so genau bei meiner "Pionier-Familie",
Vater : Beduine, seine 2. Frau : eine Waise aus Bethlehem, also
eine Staedterin aus Palestine,
8 Kinder. die Aeltesten, damals 13 und 14, Hirten, durchaus
begeisterungsfaehig.
Aber wenn sie den Mut gehabt haetten, das erste Mobile
Desert Hosting Business zu beginnen,
nach meinem so lang geuebten Model,
- dann waeren sie einfach und simpel von den andern 16 Familien
erschlagen worden.
Der Selbsthass, und von daher der gegenseitige Hass, unter diesen
Bedouinen,
ist exemplarisch fuer die ganze Menschheit,
auch wenn ein Teil der Menschheit sich zivilisierter "verhaelt".
Ich arbeite also an der Selbstannahme,
zuerst einmal bei mir selber.
Dass inzwischen Menschenrechte verletzt werden -
das ist nur eines von vielen Dingen, die mir weh tun.
Ich schaetze Eure Arbeit, sie ist notwendig,
so wie es immer notwendig ist, Symptome (!!!!!) in Schach zu
halten,
wenn man der Krankheiten noch nicht Herr werden kann.
Aber - zum Anfang zurueck -
IHr Deutschen muesst Euch da raushalten.
Auch ich, ICH, kann es nicht e r t r a g e n ,
wenn ein Deutscher auch nur Kritik uebt an Israel,
obwohl wir selber hier doch das Schlimmste ueber Israel sagen.
Das ist so wie im Persoenlichen:
Ich habe mich ununterbrochen ueber meine Mutter beklagt,
als ich ein Kind und jung war.
Beklagen ist ein euphemistischer Ausdruck...
Aber, wehe, wenn mal ein andrer mir beigepflichtet hat,
oder sogar selber ein Woertchen der Kritik gesagt hat,
dann habe ich meine Mutter gleich rasend verteidigt.
Ihr werdet diese counterproductivity
ja kennen:
Wenn Ihr ein Land "kritisiert", bringt Ihr es erst
recht in Rage.
Ich hoffe, ich hoffe es wirklich, Amnesty hat gelernt,
die Kritik so anzubringen, dass sie dem andern,
seien es Politiker oder einfache Leute,
die Augen zu oeffnen wissen,
ohne dass ihr Selbstwertgefuehl dadurch noch mehr verletzt wird.
Das meiste an "boesem" Tun kommt
doch gerade aus dem mangelnden Selbstwertgefuehl.
Das
ist die ungeheure Exempelgeschichte von Kain und Abel.
Nicht umsonst erzaehlt die Bibel keine einzige andere Geschichte
zwischen dem allgemeinen Adam&Eva-Gleichnis und dem Flutgeschehen.
Kain schlaegt seinen Bruder tot,
nicht weil er Land, Geld oder eine Frau will,
sondern weil er etwas geben moeche,
ja etwas, was er selber geschaffen hat,
aber da war niemand ("Gott"
ist nur eine Metapher hier), der
es annehmen wollte.
Und Abel?
"Kain ging aufs Feld und sagte"
(d.h. er machte seinen Bruder in irgendeiner
Weise aufmerksam,
wie er fuehlte - sei des dass er ihn warnte: 'hau ab', sei es,
dass er um Solidaritaet bat).
Die Bibel macht nur den Doppelpunkt nach "und sagte",
und offensichtlich rannte der gute, bloede Abel nicht einmal
davon,
sondern liess sich einfach umbringen.
Schau Dir diese Geschichte
wieder und wieder an. Es ist alles drin!
Wenn ich sie - erwachsenen Schuelern - beigebracht habe,
dauerte das mindestens vier Doppelstunden.
Ja, die goldene Hochzeit
mit Ursel haettest auch Du gerne gefeiert!!!..
Was mich betrifft - um beim Thema zu bleiben -
so folge ich morgen zum ersten Mal nach 16 Monaten einer Einladung:
zum 70. Geburtstag,
die Frowald
Gil Huettenmeister, Dr. in Tuebingen, in Israel feiert.
Er und ich waren die ersten deutschen Studenten,
die ein Stipendium from DAAD fuer Jerusalem bekamen,
und auch in der Studentensiedlung nahe der Universitaet wohnten.
1960-61.
Das Fest, zu dem ich, ohne mit der Familie in Verbindung zu
sein,
eingeladen wurde, findet erfreulicherweise in Neot Kdumim,
"The Biblical
Landscape Reserve in Israel"
statt, zwischen Shoham und Modi'in.
Wir werden also beide - durch andere -
mit unserer jeweiligen Geschichte in Beruehrung kommen.Rachel
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After some physical work in the garden -
to move my body
(especially necessary since there is no pool today...)
I warmed my lunch and while eating zapped into another docudrama.
It was about two Slowakian Jews who found the power of mind and body,
to deceive the Auschwitz guards and to persevere in a horrid flight
of 15 days
to reach the Jewish community in Slowakia,
in oder to warn the not yet deported
Jews of Hungary
(which had been occupied just a month earlier)
of what awaited them in Auschwitz.
"For much too long the people of the Jewish
Council could not believe it.
It's one thing to kill,
and another to organize killing
on such a scale,
with such technical ingenuity
and in such a secretive way,
that nobody in the world would know about it."
That's exactly the model of "the tyrant
of Amstetten".
It's the model of how "Ahriman", when he is split off from
his feelings, works.
"German perfection", it is called,
and since then the term "perfection" should never be used
without suspicion.
One
of the loveliest
songs
I would sing,
if on the first of May
I would be in an
European country.
...wenn die Baechlein
quellen und die Knospen schwellen...
This photo in Israel
- the apricot-tree
in "my" garden -
I took at the end of February 2005
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more of it! |
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"If the rivulets are
bulging and the buds are swelling..."
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Na'ama, the daughter of Efrat's brother
Shim'on here rejects Mika, who is very hurt |
I was excused and could go to the Sea again.
It
was here, that I slipped,
and when I wanted to carefully trace my way back to the sand,
I slipped again,
this time hurting my elbow and dirtying my festive clothes.
So I crossed the street and entered "Big's
place",
an Arab cafe,
and begged them to let me clean my clothes.
They sent me to the second floor,
to a comfortable hand-wash basin with soap,
I succeeded in cleaning the soiled parts,
but now I had a job at hand to get dry again.
I thanked the owners of the cafe
and walked as fast as possible along the promenade, north,
in order to catch the wind in my long wide skirt
and in the fashionable "sexy" blouse,
both a gift from my children for Pesach.
The blouse was the reason - as Efrat later interpreted,
that I was - along the promenade - greeted 3 times,
by a small boy who called: "Shalom",
by a young man, who made a gesture with his fingers,
which meant appreciation,
and finally by another man on a bicycle.
In fact, when I came home after an hour or so, I was dry,
except for my pants, which caused a bit of an abrasion.
So Miryam went to give me yet another gift: good pants! |
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I delight in the Sea and in the reef
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These blue "straw-flowers"
I've so far seen
only in bouqets bought in shops,
never in nature.
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a little bay
and birds in the reef |
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Acco in the south |
I came ever closer, secretly, and when I
just was "in the process of " clicking for the 4th time, the
bird lifted its wings....
[see my "altar"
yesterday]
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