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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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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!
8:00
I desire to understand what
I should intend for this day , except completing the last pages,
and while doing so - to further assimilate the memories connected
to the recent interactions.
I desire to rest from any new
input from the outside
- even from the not yet sure assignment
of guarding Lior (6) for 2 hours in the early afternoon.
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
8:07
My Body,
my Partner,
my God
I give thanks to the incredibly sophisticated automatic processes,
by which you renew our vitality during sleep and dreaming.
I am grate-full for the postponement of
the Bat-Mitzvah voyage with Yael.
Both, Yael and Ronnit, her mother, my daughter, do like the
idea,
but both were too busy to squeeze it into their present schedule.
[I had wanted to take advantage of my stay at Shoham on the
weekend,
and take Yael the following day, yesterday-Sunday, down south.]
I'm grate-full that this postponement from their side
allows me to step back into my principle of being "zminah,
lo-yozemet"
i.e. to be available for the initiative from their side and
not to initiate myself.
I'm grate-full that I was led to zap in into a doc about Ignaz
Pleyel,
and the szene of an actor in a Mozart-costume playing the
organ,
remembering my own play on magnificent organs in magnificent
churches.
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Some more images of my garden, as it presented
itself, when I returned home yesterday.
Most of it has already recovered from the
big shock , destruction and change.
What covers up for the not yet recovered spots it the lavish flourishing
of the geranium at this season.
When I came back from the morning-pool and passed
my Wadi,
I saw this scene - a shepherd with 7 camels.
To keep camels nowadays is nothing but a matter of prestige....
To my regret there is a lot of garbage, which I haven't yet collected.
Also - to my regret, I had only my cellphone with me,
which is bad in photographing landscapes.
Again - like on
the day, when the Seven visited me -
my specially expressed "Intention" of being left al-one,
was "expressively" NOT full-filled today:
Lior was brought to me!
So I was extremely attentive to what "Lior" would teach
me.
And it was good, that her mother warned her of "going out",
so I could be almost passive, focusing totally on the little girl.
While carrying one of them to the handwash
basin in the toilet room,
she said: "I'm not going to
rinse it, don't worry."
which was probably based on yet another
taboo upstairs.
"but why shouldn't you rinse
it?
Rinse it! rinse also the content of the bowls,
the pretty stones and fossils and the wooden fish from India,
have you heard about India?"
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Lior
(6), like Mika (2 1/3), is creative every moment.
After she had again checked all the many "things"
in my little castle,
she decided that there was "dust" on many surfaces
and asked me for a cloth to clean it.
I was resting on my bed , jumping up only, when obeying her
desires.
Then she had the idea to clean the little
bowls, made by Arnon
years ago.
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She hadn't.
"Do you know, that Israel is a
country?"
She had.
"Well, India is a country too,
only much bigger and far away."
But she was interested only in cleaning
the bowls.
Having been encouraged by me like that,
she now wanted to do more complicated cleaning.
I suggested, she try something,
which I had planned for this day anyway:
"Do you think, you can clean the
door of the toaster-oven?"
"Yes, yes!"
"But it's a bit dangerous, the oven might fall down on
you.
And it's very difficult to rub the fatty drops off the glass.
You see the electrical plate in front of it,
when I fry, fat splatter up to the door of the oven."
I gave her the only other cleaning detergent I use in my household:
a spray to clean glass.
She did a fantastic job, cleaning the glass inside and outside,
with utmost caution, so as to prevent the oven from tumbling.
[ There is so little room in my
kitchen,
that I had to use the space behind the cooking plate,
and place the oven on stones, to make its door accessible.
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 Still
further encouraged, she asked: "Can I wash the dishes?"
"Of course you can! Do you
do this also at home?."
"No! my mother doesn't allow it, but I did it at school
towards Pesach!" l
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My own dish-washing,
not forbidden by Mother,
but commanded
since the age of 6,
wasn't so easy,
right under the tap
and with a detergent.
Water had to be heated
on a coal-oven,
spilled into a big bowl,
and the dishes and plates,
spoons, forks, knives,
had to be cleaned
by an old cotton rag.
Only for the pots
there was a kind of
iron "wool".
Then, of course,
the wet dishes
had to be tried
by a towel..
"This pot", I tell Lior,
in which I cook my porridge,
"I once found in
my cave!
Somebody had cooked
on my gas-flames
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Then Lior's mother came back from work,
together with Amit from kindergarden.
"Maybe, you want to come with us to the
Ceremony of Independence Day?
All of Arad's kindergardens will take part!"
[also Lior, who is in the last, obligatory
class of kindergarden, where they learn already to read and write].
I said: "Yes",
but Meital didn't feel any enthusiasm - and
rightly so,
and when - 45 minutes later - I waited for her to call me, she didn't.
I went outside - the car was gone.
I could have called her - but this idea occurred
to me only later.
I was surprised to see myself feeling regret.
The next morning, when I heard her - as usual
- placing her kids in the car at 7:30 -
I asked her, and she said, what I knew: "I
am so sorry, I hadn't heard a clear 'yes'
and so I thought, that you really didn't care about coming.
Next time, I'll ask you twice!"
"No, next time, I'll tell you clearly to call me!
And, by the way" (I
wanted her to part with a good feeling),
that blue box with milkpowder, which you gave
me already twice,
- you didn't buy it, did you!"
"No, it's from a woman who works at the Dead Sea.
I'll ask her, if she has more."
And sure enough, in the evening I found a
blue box in front of my door.
So the issue is settled with Meital,
but what about my hesitance to follow such an invitation?
Continuation
of the event at Neot Kdumim for Gil Huettenmeister's 70th birthday,
on May 2 |
Since we had come an hour and a half before the
beginning of the event:
the German Gil Huettenmeister's 70th birthday, to be celebrated in
Israel
at "Ne'ot Kdumim",
I had time to delight in the beauty of this "Biblical Landscape
Reserve".
Throughout the
enormous space there are all kinds of temporary dwellings,
like this "Beit Sha'ar" behind the Oleander bushes,
a genuine, though extremely huge, Bedouin tent for large groups to
stay overnight.
(See a corner of
our small, but also genuine "Hair Tent",
which I bought for the model of a mobile Desert Hosting Business in
Sinai in 1996)
I am not the only fan of tamarisks!
More tomorrow
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Simple Sweetheart
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