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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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May
20,at Shoham
-tonight: Yael's Bat-Mitzvah
at Ganey-Ya'ar in Kfar Daniel
re-edited on May 20, 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!
8:35 [being afraid
of sculpting my intention today, I "busied myself"
first with the valuable Hebrew article about toddlers/grownups]
I desire to radiate strength
on my daughter Ronnit on
this day of her daughter Yael's Bat-Mitzvah
the more so, as the celebration will be preceded
by the funeral of the father of Na'ama's husband Moshe
I desire, that the entire "Learning
Community" with Ronnit, Uri &Yael and with Na'ama&Moshe,
will feel blessed by the flow between
escorting the dead father & the grown-up child -together!
["Search"
of "Ronnit's Learning Community" produces many
pages
referring to my teaching 11 grownups from among this community
of families,
about "Feelings in the Bible", see for instance puzzle
piece 48b" Fear", 2002_01_07 and 2002_02_25]
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image
of the day:
Ronnit with Jonathan and Rotem at an event of their "Learning
Community", Oct. 2002
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
9:04
My Body,
my Partner,
my God
I give thanks to our chin and jaws,
the way they function and also the way they "look"!
Forgive me for complaining about what seems to me as a "double
chin"
["a phenomenon caused by a layer of
subcutaneous fat around the neck that sags down and creates
a wrinkle making the owner appear to have a second chin. common
on the elderly .. more visible when the bottom jaw is lowered"]
and help me to carry my head
and chin freely, radiating self-acceptance!
I am grate-full for the waft of written communication
with my daughter.
I am grate-full that E's tension towards me really seems to
have gone.
I am grate-full for the sweet intimacy between Mika and Grandma,
when we were sitting serenely for half
an hour among green branches
on that small wall along the entry passage of the Shoham High
School.
I am grate-full for Micha's call and his story about their
tour to Jordan.
I'm grate-full for having become inspired to sculpt the "Search-Page",
and for having freed myself of the murky feelings towards
the Channelers
by finally expressing those feelings in a letter to them.
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Nourishment
from Others
What I can share as a healer
Lou Bognon produces and presents
The Inner Voice,
an inspirational, motivational and spiritual program broadcast
internationally on Channel Africa,
the Voice of the African renaissance.
You may find more from her through http://www.loubognon.com
and read about her unique life in INSPIRING AFRICA posted
at the bottom of http://www.loubognon.com
Since being told for the first time that
diamonds are of triangular shapes,
I never again looked at rocks or even at all the sand in the
sea the same way.
Imagine my joy and wonder when I discovered along the Namib
Desert coast
that sea sand was filled with billions and trillions and quadrillions
of tiny little triangular shaped "diamonds".
The power of belief is like that coastal
sand -
where I see diamonds, others see rocks,
and still others see rubbish, stinky sea weeds, or silica
or plain discomfort for their shoes,
and most see simply, nothing at all.
Belief is the greatest gift of all and for
those of us
who have kept their heart open like a child,
we actually start with a great advantage at all levels of
life - ...
everything is more marvelous than it actually looks, ..
In fact with an open heart and with an open mind,
no-thing and no-one, is actually ordinary - how could it be
otherwise?...
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Music - like healing and like love
- is always there - everywhere actually -
and upon request, intention, attention, need - it just flows.
I hear the music in the rain, in the wind
and the way the elements move in the sea,
in a river, in a storm, in the echo of a mountain's body,
actually everywhere.
I could say that I feel the healing and I feel the love in
the exact same way.
There is no place where they are not for they are inseparable.
For me this is not plain belief - this is my reality.
Belief is that which, in quantum physics
terms, we are all just starting to grasp:
the observer affects the thing being
observed.
And in the same way our capacity to
keep the heart - and the mind - open,
will also affect all our other capacities: ...
....
In practice, when one comes to me for healing
I say silently, telepathically the following prayer:
Thank you Beloved soul, to have come with
an open heart ...
May the healing flow.
May you remember that you are Love.
May you remember that you have the healer within.
May the Light, Love and Healing of all the helpers in the
Healing Universes
be with us.
My Divine Presence embraces your Divine Presence.
This is how belief feels in my experience,
how belief IS my experience.
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A healing correspondence towards this day
2013 - this plan went out of control, when
not only Arnon wanted to join her but also Rotem,
but we just couldn't reach an agreement about the dates,
nor did the three do anything to help with the communication between
us.
And then Micha didn't agree to my plan for the four of us to sleep
in a tent on the beach,
etc. etc. etc. ever more complications, until Efrat convinced me to
cancel everything.
Up to this day I feel shame and regret, but I know, that it was right
to "go back",
the great lesson of my
pilgrimage to the Pyrenees in 2001. [It's
mentioned also below -Tomer...]
2008_05_20- 2013_05_20 DELICIOUS
DELETION
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2008_05_20- 2013_05_20DELICIOUS
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2008_05_20- 2013_05_20DELICIOUS
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Some hours later she wrote: a bad timining,
he died this morning, the funeral may be just before the Bat-Mitzvah
From 3 o'clock in the afternoon until long after
everyone returned home,
a scary fire raced through the area on the other (!!) side of the
road.
We could not find out, if it was a controlled burning of dry weeds,
or a wild fire.
We could see the vinyards burning, but only one fire brigade was around.
I strongly remembered how - while I still lived at Modi'in - Tomer
once called me:
"Grandma,
look, look, the Titorah Hill is on fire".
 
Efrat came home in stunning beauty.
Somebody in the Superfarm had proposed her a makeup for free,
and though her husband doesn't like makeup (nor do
I except for the area around the eyes), he too was amazed.
I hoped to take good pictures, once both Efrat and Mika would be dressed
in their new festive clothes,
but the moment, when this "condition" was fulfilled, was
so pressured for me, that I forgot to photograph.
I do regret this still (May 24)! Will I ever become accustomed to
the fact, that with a digital camera there is no waste?
Of course, there is also the constant fear, that Efrat or others will
get mad at me for my "paparazzo behavior",
but suffering such anger from others pays off if a moment in time
is caught, which will later cause much joy.
Looking directly into her eyes, glowing, gleaming with burning fire,
was an experience, which might not return soon...
18:51
What is the matter with me!
Why am I in such pressure!
Elah, Alon and Tomer arrived already an hour ago,
at 7:00 we should be there at Kfar Daniel,
for the ceremony will begin exactly at 7:30. Immanuel is chronically
late.
Only half an hour ago he began rehearsing the song,
he'll play on the guitar, while Elah will sing.
He is not even dressed yet.
Mika just entered to show what a princess she is.
What will happen, if we'll be late even for the ceremony?
Now Tomer doesn't let me write.
I must move and breathe these feelings.
They are terrible beyond any proportion.
[Of course I was aware of the trauma behind that hystery,
but I couldn't help it. May 24]
It was 7:20 when we met the guard at the
entry to the garden, where Yael's Bat-Mitzvah would take place:
Mika with her mother, Tomer with his fathers guitar, Alon, Immanuel
and - not visible - Elah.
Several hours later, at a junction on our
way home, our car separated from this car,
in which Elah drove home, with Alon next to her, and Tomer - hiding
- behind them.
As to more
of the experiences&images of Yael's Bat-Mitzvah
- see tomorrow |
song
of the day
for Yael
"If you'll go down to
the Salt Sea, what will the Salt tell you?....
Who is it that flows there? It's me who dreams to heal that
abyss..."
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Then we were both tired and turned around
to trace our path home,
but, "of course", we still were in for a typical grandma-Tomer
obstacle...
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We approached Shoham,
and viewed our family's street
"Ha-Mitzpeh"
across the con/de-structed hill.
I keep mentioning the anger
about the constant rumble
and the pain
about the destruction
of the hill across our veranda,
started exactly one week,
after my family had moved
from pretty Galilee,
to this street at Shoham.
But now I discerned a flower,
an early King-Candle-Flower
('butzin' in Hebrew),
pictured often on my site,
e.g. in "Song
of Songs"
and in lowering my body
so as to match the flower's height,
nature's beauty was stronger
than civilization's ugliness.
Typically for us both,
.......
Tomer,
who didn't want to "contact"
thistles and thorns,
when we set out,
now dragged us
right into the worst area
of wobbly loose stones
to step on,
and thorny herbs
to pass through.
He wanted
to short-cut
our last passage home.
Remembering
my "Pyrenees-Lesson",
I pleaded:
"let's go back".
No way, of course!
I whined:
"You at least
have your boots!
I'm here in sandals
and a festive long skirt!"
Silence.
But we made it,
without breaking an ankle,
and all the tiny,tricky thorns
could be removed,
before they would
enter the skin too viciously.
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These 3 images
don't really give an impression
of the terrible terrain...
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Sometime during the afternoon at home, Immanuel
got an e-mail from Uri, Yael's father.
"We would like you to practive the following
song and accompany the singing guests with your guitar".
Immanuel didn't even know the tune of the song, but Tomer did and
searched for it on the Internet.,
while Efrat holds the lyrics, sent by Uri, in her hands and Immanuel
tries to learn the song.
A matter of time
lyrics: Ehud
Manor
tune: Rami Kleinstein
Take it slowly, the time
the world will still wait for you outside,
take another snuff from the time
two minutes before sobering up.
To become addicted to the heart running wild
to imagination bursting
to happiness which touches
the depth of the pain.
You will still discover the world
if you want or if you don't
there is still time to change
from one end to the other
If love hurt you yesterday,
perhaps tomorrow it won't hurt,
If the tears still run without a sound
at their end will be a broad smile
To become addicted to the heart run wild...
See
SongGame
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Around
5 PM, Immanuel drove Tomer to his mother's in Tel-Aviv,
since he would have to go on flight before 8 o'clock.
Grandma and Mika went out, again to the playground in our street.
But every time we go there, the experiences are different.
For the first time I see Mika putting
on her sandals all alone.
Also for the first time I see Mika climbing to the top of the
spiral.
The challenge she invented was, that I should climb up too,
so I could hold her, when she wanted to actually stand on the
top...
It was crazy of me to have followed that idea.... |
Two cats, probably a male and a female, were
playing and fighting like mad.
I warned Mika not to get to close to them. Still once she came to
stand right in front of such a beast.
For a beast it was in that moment, jumping up Mika's body and scratching
her wildly.
I am grate-full, that it happened to scratch only the clothes of Mika
and not her face!
At some time Mika entered
her clowny mood.
Her hilarious laughter never fails to enchant me. |
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Now she sings with her still thin
voice part of the song:
"From the head to the feet it's me,
look at me, it's me!
It's me with all my body,
It's me,altogether me."[see
SongGame]
And then the chorus of another song:,
which I, when we came home, copied from a disk
and started to learn it:
"I'll always stay myself",
the chorus of a 4 stanza kids song,
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The playground had been deserted since long
and it was 20:15, when we too went home.
While Imma fed Mika etc., I took Nella out, and when I came back,
I found the two like this!
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