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                           The Purpose  of   HEALING - K.i.s.s. 
                           
                          as stated 10 years ago - was and is 
                          to help me and my potential PEERS  
                          to HEAL ourselves into WHOLEness, 
                           
                          and - as holograms - all of Creation!
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                            As the fruit of becoming whole = accepting all of 
                            myself, I desire: 
                            to live and explore and evolve   L O V E 
                              in my personal life  
                            and to play my part in creating the conditions for 
                            Heaven-on-Earth 
                            by radiating grate-full-ness, zest-full-ness and full-fill-ment 
                             
                            on the actors in my individual life-drama and on all 
                            human beings! 
                             
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                          Then those who see Ha-Shem, will talk 
                          among each other, 
                          and he listens      and he 
                          hears 
                          yatakaalamuna     allathina     
                          yarau'na-hu , 
                          va-yusri        va-yasma' 
                            
                          Dann die IHN schauen, werden reden miteinander, 
                          und er lauscht      und er 
                          hoert 
                          Puis ceux qu'ils voient Ha-Shem, se parlent 
                          l'un a l'autre  
                          il entends,        
                          il ecoute 
                            
                           
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          August 
            31/ Av 30, Sunday, 17th day of "having died to righteousness", 
             
            at Arad 
            Micha's 
            42nd birthday,  
            Parting from my 
            obsession to complete this page--- on September 16 
          back to past ~~~~~ 
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                The FOCUS of MY INTENTION 
                  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! 
                   6:00   
                  a mobile phone alarm-clock - probably of my landlord above, 
                  though I never heard it before - woke me up & with it jumped 
                  this: 
                  through "T"s arrows from ever unexpected directions 
                  I am forced to learn about "asuras" 
                  (the 2 mothers who each murdered their child!) 
                  and no "loving peer" [see 
                  bottom!] will appear - until I'll be healed & whole 
                  enough that at least "asuras" won't have a chance 
                  with ME. 
                  I desire to grasp this horrible 
                  insight which was also 
                  a result of my sharing with Lior, my symbolic "peer", 
                  9 hours ago! 
                  I desire a quantum leap in healing Myself into wholeness and 
                  - as a hologram - of All Creation 
                  In this moment - 6:40 
                  - I heard a faint cough from above, outside: "Perhaps Ofir 
                  is leaving the house!" I opened the mosquito-screen,  
                  I peeped around the window, I saw Ofir's head rising, I gave 
                  him a sign, that I would come, I went around the house, I asked: 
                  "Was it your whose alarm-clock ...?" "No, I woke 
                  up at 6, without alarm-clock, and since the kids are asleep, 
                  I watch TV here outside!"  
                  Both- the unknown alarm and Ofir's faint coughing outside the 
                  house at 6:40 in the morning - puts the insight on a 
                  pedestal! 
                  
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                  hodayot [thanksgivings] for 
                    today 
                     
                    7:00 
                    My Body, my Partner, 
                    my God 
                     
                    I give thanks to the way our skin is functioning together 
                    with our brain, 
                    so that loving STROKING is sensed as pleasant and desirable, 
                    but only for a limited time ( 
                    5 min.-eyelids ~~~ 7 hours soles in erotic situations), 
                    as I've always observed in myself and 
                    also in others 
                    (though I taught myself to stroke in the most delicate way, 
                    meaning, that I lift the hand often and place it almost without 
                    "rubbing").  
                    The 
                    fantastic video [of 3 SAT, 
                    "Nano"] which shows 
                    how much stroking our skin wants and can tolerate, 
                    is another demonstration for "my" verse in Ecclesiastes 
                    (Qohelet) 3:5, 
                    "there is a time to embrace and a 
                    time to refrain from embracing" 
                    [see 
                    also the song which puts this verse in a larger context], 
                    and it's my task to 
                    know when "stroking" is right, and when it's not 
                    right. 
                    And I know, that as much as I yearn for it - for me it's not 
                    right NOW! 
                    
                     
                    I'm grate-full for the last wonder-full 4 days of al-one-ness 
                    contrasted lovely by the play in water and on keyboard with 
                    Lior & Amit, 
                    and by the "peer-healing-talk" on the phone with 
                    the "big" Lior. 
                    I'm grate-full that she, Lior Oren, is capable of listening 
                    so well to herself 
                    through me whom she has chosen as her roaring sounding-board.... 
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 to Ya'acov, 
                  sent at 7:20 
                   
                    
                 
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to Micha, at 7:30
                   instead of the SMS which refused 
                  to be sent because of its length
                    
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            Micha at the age of five: Moses in the 
            ark 
          There is no connection between the images of 
            my youngest son Micha, born August 31, 1966  
            and the texts in the right frame - at least not a connection which 
            I intended! 
          
             
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                  In order to learn to conceptualize 
                    my insight, that "T's" arrows are in fact "asuras", 
                    which can - as I've learnt long ago - enter my life only because 
                    of denial of self, 
                    I want to intersperse my work of "completing" the 
                    written "Tomer-less Lesson"  
                    - on this last day of the month August, as well as the last 
                    day of the moon-month Av - 
                    with quotes from Godchannel about one of the 3 reasons for 
                    "Evil" : "Asuras". 
                     
                    From 
                    the last channeling: Interview with God V 
                    "The long-standing habit of conscious 
                    attention to move away from pain  
                    has built up a backlog of denial energy held in sentience. 
                     
                    Judgment 
                    release and deep denial 
                    release 
                    are very helpful in the process of retraining your attention 
                     
                    because these practices remove the energy of denial,  
                    the greatest obstacle to conscious loving acceptance." 
                     
                    
                  From 
                    "Reclaiming Lost Spirit" 
                  Denial 
                    is how this all works against us. 
                     
                    First I denied the 
                    Will, my true Desire, by objectifying and using her.  
                     
                    Later I denied the parts of myself I thought the Mother didn't 
                    like, 
                    and they became Lucifer. 
                     
                    In the process of creating Lucifer, 
                    I became Ahriman... 
                  "Spirit is responsible 
                    for the presence of the asuras in Creation,  
                    they have come here through the gaps I originally created 
                    in myself  
                    when I denied my own essence.  
                    ... 
                    
                  From 
                    "Sacrifice" 
                     
                     
                    "I don't believe in that kind of 'sacrifice',  
                    and I don't want you to give up anything you wish to keep. 
                     
                   " However, the idea of giving something 
                    up to me  
                    is heading in the right direction 
                    when it comes to my denials. 
                   
                    "It is good to give up the denied light 
                    in you  
                    It is good to give up my denials  
                    in the form of Lucifer 
                    and Ahriman,  
                  "and the deeply compressed 
                    denial energy 
                    of the asuras, 
                    Grandfather's 
                    denials, 
                    the intensely unloving light that has trapped 
                    the most pained and suffering parts of the Mother. 
                   
                   
                    "What I wish for you 
                    to give up  
                    is not something you want, 
                    but rather something you want relief from, 
                    the pain and suffering that is caused  
                    by the unloving light of denial.  
                  
                  "I don't wish for you to give up 
                    the magnetic essence that is holding your pain,  
                    [i.e. your feelings, your will, your 
                    desires] 
                    but the denied spirit essence that is responsible 
                    for it [the pain?] being there 
                    in the first place.  
                   
                    "What I wish for you to 'make sacred'  
                    or ask me to 'bless' 
                    is your emotional feeling in your Mother essence 
                    that has been holding the suffering, 
                    because in doing so 
                    "you'll both relieve the 
                    suffering  
                    and free the emotion  
                    so it may move as it wills  
                      
                     
                     
                   
                   
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Nourishment 
                  from Others 
                   
                  Lutz Goerner, Lyrik fuer Alle, Folge 142 :Joachim Ringelnatz
                   Zum vierten Mal sind wir bei dem Lyriker, 
                   
                  der von sich glaubte, dass er im vorigen Leben ein Seepferdchen 
                  war.
                  Als ich noch ein Seepferdchen war, 
                  Im vorigen Leben, 
                  Wie war das wonniglich, wunderbar 
                  Unter Wasser zu schweben. 
                  In den träumenden Fluten 
                  Wogte, wie Güte das Haar 
                  Der zierlichsten aller Seestuten, 
                  Die meine Geliebte war. 
                  Wir senkten uns still oder stiegen, 
                  Tanzten harmonisch umeinand, 
                  Ohne Arm, ohne Bein, ohne Hand, 
                  Wie Wolken sich in Wolken wiegen. 
                  Sie spielte manchmal graziöses Entfliehn, 
                  Auf dass ich ihr folge, sie hasche, 
                  Und legte mir einmal im Ansichziehn 
                  Eierchen in die Tasche. 
                  Sie blickte traurig und stellte sich froh, 
                  Schnappte nach einem Wasserfloh, 
                  Und ringelte sich 
                  An einem Stengelchen fest und sprach so: 
                  »Ich liebe dich!« 
                  Du wieherst nicht, du äpfelst nicht, 
                  Du trägst ein farbloses Panzerkleid 
                  Und hast ein bekümmertes altes Gesicht, 
                  Als wüsstest du um kommendes Leid. 
                  Seepferdchen! Schnörkelchen! Ringelnass!« 
                  Wann war wohl das?
                   
                  Das war ein Gedicht, 
                  das Joachim Ringelnatz für seine Frau Loni geschrieben 
                  hat,  
                  die er 'Muschelkalk' nannte  
                  und die mitverantwortlich war für das riesige Werk ihres 
                  Mannes.  
                  Denn in nur 14 Jahren von 1919 bis 1933 schrieb Ringelnatz 
                  über 2000 Gedichte, mehr als 20 Novellen, 
                  acht Theaterstücke, drei Filmdrehbücher, vier Romane 
                   
                  und es entstanden hunderte, ja tausende Zeichnungen und Gemälde, 
                  mit denen er auch als bildender Künstler seinen Weg hätte 
                  machen können.  
                  Und für 'Musch', für Muschelkalk  
                  hat er immer wieder seine Gedichte geschrieben:
                   
                  Überall ist Wunderland. 
                  Überall ist Leben. 
                  Bei meiner Tante im Strumpfenband 
                  Wie irgendwo daneben. 
                  Überall ist Dunkelheit. 
                  Kinder werden Väter. 
                  Fünf Minuten später 
                  Stirbt sich was für einige Zeit. 
                  Überall ist Ewigkeit. 
                  * * * 
                  Musch, 
                  Wenn du einen Schneck behauchst, 
                  Schrumpft er ins Gehäuse. 
                  Wenn du ihn in Kognak tauchst, 
                  Sieht er weiße Mäuse. 
                  * * * 
                  Ich habe dich so lieb! 
                  Ich würde dir ohne Bedenken 
                  Eine Kachel aus meinem Ofen 
                  Schenken. 
                  Ich lache. 
                  Die Löcher sind die Hauptsache 
                  Bei einem Sieb. 
                  Ich habe dich so lieb.
                  Als Anfang 1933, die Mehrheit in Deutschland 
                  nichts dagegen hatte,  
                  dass den Nazis die Macht übergeben wurde,  
                  da wurde Ringelnatz verboten. Seine Bücher, seine Auftritte. 
                   
                  Nicht das Politische störte die Nazis an Ringelnatz,  
                  denn er war ja kein politischer Dichter  
                  - zumindest nicht im landläufigen Sinne des Wortes.  
                  Nein, die Nazis störte seine Offenheit im Geschlechtlichen, 
                   
                  seine ironische Betrachtung des Kleinbürgertums,  
                  und seine Abscheu vor den deutschen Tugenden Zucht, Ordnung 
                  und Sitte  
                  - das war das, was die Nazis an ihm störte. 
                  Und nun konnte er nicht mehr in Deutschland auftreten. 
                  Ab Anfang 1933 bis zu seinem Tod. 
                  Einmal ist er noch aufgetreten in dieser Zeit, das war am 7. 
                  August,  
                  da hatten seine Freundinnen und Freunde  
                  ein Hinterzimmer in einem Berliner Hotel angemietet,  
                  denn an diesem Tag da feierte er seinen 50. Geburtstag.  
                  Und sie wollten noch einmal mit ihm zusammen sein.  
                  Und sie wollten noch einmal seine Stimme hören.  
                  Und die unnachahmliche Art, wie er seine Gedichte vortrug.  
                  Und es wurde viel gelacht, viel getrunken und viel still geweint.
                   
                  Was ich noch sagen wollte
                  so der Titel des nächsten Gedichts
                  Angegriffen und doch unversehrt 
                  Rollt ein Bächlein zu Tale. 
                  Und ein Stahlhelm ist umgekehrt 
                  Eine durststillende Schale 
                  Mancher Dieb wird erwischt. 
                  Jedes Leben erlischt. 
                  Zu dem Staubgefäß in der Dolde 
                  Schleicht sich auch mancher Dieb - 
                  Ich weiß gar nicht mehr, was ich sagen wollte - 
                  Seid lieb!
                   
                  Ringelnatz war keiner, der zur Bank ging und ein Konto hatte. 
                   
                  Ringelnatz war einer, der hatte Einnahmen und Ausgaben.  
                  Und wenn er dann noch etwas übrig hatte, was meist der 
                  Fall war, 
                  dann gabs immer genügend gute Freunde, die weniger als 
                  er hatten  
                  und die bekamen das dann.  
                  Aber nun hatte er keine Einnahmen mehr. 
                  Nur noch Ausgaben und nun ging das wieder los mit diesem Hungern. 
                   
                  Und zur finanziellen Not da gesellte sich dann, wie das oft 
                  geschieht, 
                  die seelische Not und die physische Not - er bekam eine Lungentuberkulose, 
                  er musste ins Krankenhaus, er musste gesund gepflegt werden, 
                   
                  aber er hatte kein Geld  
                  und dann haben das irgendwann seine Freunde bemerkt  
                  und haben Sammlungen für ihn veranstaltet,  
                  bei denen sehr, sehr viel Geld zusammenkam.  
                  Aber es war zu spät.  
                  Kurz nach seinem 51. Geburtstag, ist er am 17. November 1934 
                   
                  zu Hause in den Armen seiner Frau  
                  wie ein kleines Vögelchen ganz schwach, ganz durchsichtig, 
                  ganz zart 
                  gestorben.
                   
                  Und auf einmal steht es neben Dir 
                  Und auf einmal merkst du äußerlich: 
                  Wieviel Kummer zu dir kam. 
                  Wieviel Freundschaft leise von dir wich, 
                  Alles Lachen von dir nahm. 
                  Fragst verwundert in die Tage. 
                  Doch die Tage hallen leer. 
                  Dann verkümmert deine Klage… 
                  Du fragst niemand mehr. 
                  Lernst es endlich, dich zu fügen, 
                  Von den Sorgen schnell gezähmt. 
                  Willst dich selber nicht belügen 
                  Und erstickst es, was dich grämt. 
                  Sinnlos, arm erscheint das Leben dir. 
                  Längst zu lange ausgedehnt. 
                  Und auf einmal steht es neben dir, 
                  An dich angelehnt - 
                  Was? 
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          Social enterprising - Muhammad Yunus and Xiong Ning 
          
             
               
                Muhammad Yunus from Bangladesh,  
                who won the Nobel Price for Peace in 2006 
                Entwicklungshilfe macht nur dann Sinn, wenn sie direkt beim Menschen 
                ankommt. Aber ist sinnvolle Entwicklungshilfe eine Frage der Geldsumme? 
                Wie seriös ist eine Bank, die Kredite ohne Sicherheiten vergibt? 
                Die Grameen Bank vergibt Kredite, ohne 
                vorher die Bonität zu prüfen. Sie vergibt kleinste Mengen 
                an Geld, sogenannte Mikrokredite - und hilft den Menschen damit 
                direkt. Für diese durchschlagend erfolgreiche Idee wurde 
                deren Erfinder, Muhammad Yunus aus Bangladesch, 2006 mit dem Friedensnobelpreis 
                geehrt.  
                  
                Muhammad Yunus on my TV screen between 10:15-11:00 
                
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An interview in the series "star-hours 
                  of philosophy"  
                  brought into my small room in the desert town Arad 
                  Muhammad 
                  Yunus,  
                  a man who seems to exemplify everything I've wanted to do for 
                  the world, 
                  when I still believed,  
                  that my vocation had to with changing circumstances in the exterior 
                  world. 
                  This human being brings Heaven to Earth 
                  by teaching poor oppressed women,  
                  that they have skills and that they can help their families, 
                  and that they can do it better than the men, 
                  "because for women it's most important to make others happy,
                   - when men ask a bank for credit, their first 
                  purpose is always they themselves 
                   and because they have learnt 
                  to manage minimal household money
                  [for when the little money the man brings 
                  in isn't enough, he always blames it on the woman], 
                  From amon 7 1/2 million of credit 
                  takers 97% are women, 
                  and 99% of the money is given back (the biggest credit: 150$), 
                  for this "banking" is built on trust, with no rules, 
                  no contract, 
                  The 22000 employes do not wait for the client in an office, 
                  but meet them in their houses at least once a week 
                  (that's the reason, why only 8 % of 
                  the staff are women,  
                  tradition would allow them to work in an office, but not to 
                  go from house to house) 
                   
                   
                   
                  After the small example of Beate Westphal in Berlin on 
                  Friday, 
                  now the gigantic example of Muhammad Yunus in Bangladesh! 
                  I was NOT allowed to realize my vision about Man and Work ... 
                  I am in awe, that I'm priviledged to learn about people who 
                  did! 
                   
                    
                   
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          Though my vision was not about "poverty and 
            hunger", 
            but about "the satisfaction of people through their work", 
             
            [knowing, that if this was the purpose, 
            then many people would anyway choose to do what Beate and Muhammad 
            do,] 
            I want to quote the letter of a woman who was, when she wrote it and 
            died, 
            only 2 years older than I was when I had that strong nightly vision 
            about what my vocation was:  
            to establish learning and working environments,  
            where wo/man would find the work which would satisfy her/him, 
            and how then the world would find the wo/man who would do what was 
            needed. 
            I wanted people to do two things: to find out what they most loved 
            to do and were good at, 
            and to find out, what the world most needed, needed from their talents, 
            their creativity and their caring. 
            
          
             
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                  Micha's drawing of his beloved dog Navat 
                 
                   
                    
                   
                  Micha and Imma 
                   
                   
                   Micha 
                  and Ronnit, his sister
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Nourishment 
                  from Others
                  
                  Miss Xiong Ning, 1978 to Mar 10, 2008,  
                  died in a traffic accident on her way to Qinghai to help the 
                  poor people there. Below is the translation of a draft letter 
                  in Chinese 
                  that she wrote to Professor Yunus,  
                  which was found among the belongings she left behind.) 
                    
                    Xiongning's 
                    Letter to the Nobel Peace Prize Winner Yunus 
                  Dear Professor Muhammad Yunus,  
                  Hello, how are you?  
                    First please forgive me if I take the liberty of writing this 
                    letter to you.  
                    I am a Chinese girl, named Xiongning, 29 years old this year, 
                    and born in an ordinary city intellectual family.  
                    Since I was young, I have had an ideal 
                     
                    that I will set up the same “social conscience-oriented 
                    enterprise”  
                    as you advocated in Banker to the Poor.  
                   
                    During the period of my high school and college,  
                    I have been continuously attempting at my plan, 
                    and striving to put it into practice  
                    in order to start my own “social conscience-oriented 
                    enterprise”  
                    and have more grass-root people able  
                    to enjoy equal chances to survive and be free from poverty. 
                    For this reason I have even stopped accepting a higher education; 
                     
                    refused the work in the government departments  
                    arranged by a friend with authority;  
                    also resolutely given up the white-collar position in a foreign-invested 
                    enterprise, which everyone envies today in China.  
                    Perhaps many people think that I tend to go to extremes, 
                    but when I see the poor like me or even more outstanding than 
                    me,  
                    and the rural people,  
                    it is not known how much effort they will make,  
                    or even give up their dignity,  
                    and then can obtain the same opportunities as the rich and 
                    the city people. 
                    Since having known about you and Grameen 
                    Bank  
                    through your book "Banker to the Poor", 
                    I have been deeply attracted by you and your undertakings. 
                     
                    Also I have nothing but praise and admiration for your wisdom 
                    and ability 
                    from the depth of my soul.  
                    In the book I have seen my ideal, my 
                    role model and my teacher.  
                    Through your excellency and the success 
                    of Grameen Bank,  
                    and all you have done for the poor in the continuous thirty 
                    years,  
                    I have been more determined 
                    to improve the living conditions of the poor 
                    and strive without cease for their human rights.  
                    But so far, I have encountered many obstacles,  
                    on one hand, because of my own limited 
                    capacity 
                    and on the other hand, due to other social causes.  
                    Therefore, I would like to seek for your help, 
                    and hope you can treat me as your student  
                    and give me some recommendations like my father generation. 
                     
                    I do not know whether you have a deep understanding of China. 
                     
                    China has a population of nearly 1.4 billion (of which 1 billion 
                    rural population). Taking my own experience, 
                    I have been unceasingly exploring and 
                    experimenting 
                    “social conscience-oriented enterprise”,  
                    but such enterprises have to compete in the market to make 
                    money,  
                    or at least maintain a balanced budget.  
                    Facing the fierce market competition, if I have chosen the 
                    “conscience”, 
                    it means more efforts needed to grasp the game rules of the 
                    market competition. As a Chinese, I love my country very much, 
                     
                    and I shall “fight” like a soldier to change the 
                    status of China's poor people.  
                    Here I am wondering  
                    how I can start Chinese Grameen Bank 
                    under present national conditions,  
                    and how this Chinese Grameen Bank, 
                    like your Grameen Bank in Bangladesh, 
                    is not just a bank, 
                    but it can care about all aspects of the poor people.  
                     Let the poor find their dignity 
                    in labor;  
                    participate in social affairs equally; 
                    and create their own destinies through their own efforts. 
                      
                    Would you please tell me  
                    whether Grameen Bank has ever have in the past  
                    or still have some projects now in China?  
                    What can I do in the future for Grameen Bank in China? 
                    Or can I work with you to start a Grameen Bank in China? 
                    I am an ordinary person,  
                    but my innate conscience spurs me on to live for my ideal 
                    (to help the poor and the suffering people); 
                    I have no power and influence,  
                    but I have a sense of social responsibility and mission;  
                    I am not an economist,  
                    but I am always striving to end the poverty and sufferings 
                    of the poor people. 
                    I sincerely hope to have your guidance and help.  
                    I hope that China is also to have Grameen Bank for the poor 
                    and of the poor. No matter what kind of countries, races, 
                    religions,  
                    as long as in this world, they are all eager for equality. 
                    But “poverty”, like a tiger (a stumbling block) 
                    in the way, 
                    is a lasting impediment to its realization.  
                    However, you Excellency and your Grameen Bank are coming, 
                     
                    which has rekindled the hope of the numerous poor people for 
                    a better life;  
                    and had many entrepreneurs of a social conscience  
                    encouraged and learn the experience.  
                    You Excellency and your Grameen Bank are of no national boundaries, 
                    but the wealth and hope of the whole world and all human beings. 
                     
                    You are also the role model for my 
                    life-long learning and efforts!  
                    Finally, please forgive me again if I take the liberty to 
                    trouble you. 
                    Fervently look forward to your reply! 
                     
                    Best wishes of health and happiness to your family!  
                  Your new friend: Xiongning June 26, 2007 
                   
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            Micha 
            on a trip with me and 
            Mona and Yanina's 
            daughter Yael to the Lake of Tiberias, while his father was abroad. 
            1979. 
            I'm so sorry, that at the time of scanning all these photos from the 
            album I made for Micha's Bar-Mitzvah in 1979, 
            I didn't understand, how to scan at a higher resolution. 
            
          
             
               
                Finetuning 
                  to my Present
                  
                  17:36
                   I feel uneasy, not "righteous", 
                  sad, sorrowful, since my talk with Micha. 
                  He didn't understand, what I had asked for in my SMS-e-mail: 
                  that we may be whole enough to treat the great embarrassment 
                  between us!.  
                  When I asked him directly: "don't 
                  you feel ...."
                  he evaded me and said: "I 
                  don't make an issue of it." 
                  He was ready, though, to answer my birthday 
                  questions:
                  "For what are you most grate-full 
                  regarding your last year?" 
                  In addition to the 
                  purchase of his mountain motor-bike 
                  ( "for which I long very much,  
                  since after having broken my 
                  hand I still can't use it"),
                   and the change of his carreer within his 
                  High-Tech company, 
                  he emphasized all the good things in his and our lives,  
                  the children, the health of our entire family, even "peace", 
                   
                  and expressed his awareness, that we are priviledged to worry 
                  about small things,
                  "not being forced to put those in 
                  proportion by bigger problems...". 
                  As to his wish for his next year,  
                  he mainly wants to be able to respond to the immense challenges 
                  of his new carreer. 
                  I suddenly dared to ask him about his relationship with his 
                  wife. 
                  He granted me only a general statement, that it was alright, 
                   
                  but it could benefit by some improvement.  
                   
                  Having written all this, I don't understand the feelings of 
                  the first line.  
                  At least not their intensity.  
                  Having read the document, which I wrote to him - but may not 
                  have given to him -  
                  in the weeks before his Bar-Mitzvah, 
                  I see, that this embarrassment between us is not new.  
                  He was always there for me - the best of sons in the classical 
                  sense. 
                  And until that psychologist said to him - during the divorce-process, 
                  when he was 14-
                  "you know, you don't have to tell 
                  your Imma everything",
                  the relationship was close. 
                  But something is missing, and has been missing for most of our 
                  common drama. 
                  I'll feel and breathe my sorrow, 
                  and at the same time be grate-full for all he is - for himself, 
                  for his family, for Me.
                  
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            Little Micha with little Ronnit at Ramat-Hadar 
            , and big Micha with big Ronnit at Ramat-Gan 
            
            Micha with his firstborn brother Immanuel at 
            Ramat-Hadar 
             
              
              
            Micha with his siblings at Ramat-Hadar, ca. 
            1969,  
            Micha with all the family at the circumcision of Itamar, his sister's 
            youngest son, at Sitriya, 1994 
            and Micha with his children, his mother, his sister, his nephews and 
            nieces, at Modi'in , 2002 
           
             
            
          
             
               
                Song 
                  of the Day:  Psalm 
                  150, which we sang, when we put little Micha to sleep 
                  on Shabbat-Eve. 
                  The first stanza is popular, the second was added by me only 
                  recently: 
                   
                  
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              This 
                  is the most fitting day, to present  more 
                  of the  Quartet's 
                  Presentation for my 70th birthday, 
                  which was, after all, mainly created by Micha's son Arnon, of 
                  whom Micha can truly be proud!  | 
             
           
            
            
            
          Yet another composition about Grandma's food and 
            the Quartet's eating in ever so many places in houses and in Nature 
            
            
            
          The 
            hymn of the Quartet, - created during the last Grandma Day in Arad, 
            August 2007 
            on the background of another 
            outing to the same place above the Dead Sea on Pesach 2007 
            
            
            
            
            The House of Grandma 
            The End 
            
          
             
               
                As to more 
                  images of the Quartet's Presentation to my 70th birthday 
                  see September 2  | 
             
           
          
            
            
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