hodayot [thanksgivings] for today

7:15
My Body, my Partner, my God
I give thanks to our two lungs, and to the wonder,
that in case of the loss of one of them, the other would still do the whole work
. I give thanks, that the 500 000 000 tiny bubbles of our lungs,
with a surface of the size of a tennis court
allow us to breathe-for living each moment as well as for vibrating our feelings!

I am grate-full for the manner, in which I conveyed my message in the pool:
I was listening to my feelings of frustration with the 1-2-3-4-5 grownups,
I stood up, when I felt dragged into their mutual discharging and discussing,
I didn't prevent myself from showing tears which arose from the pressure
of getting through to them in the chaos of the pool & kids environment.
I didn't spare me nor them my determination "to not facilitate a process,
but to strictly stick to my assignment of conveying a message."
I didn't mix up my message with any ego of needing to succeed,
on the contrary, I suggested that they go along with their fighting,
until they would truly understand, that their power was -
in turning the frightful into the fruitful, the curse into a blessing,
or with the "Halamish"-metaphor, which is the name of Lior's new school:
of sucking honey from the rock and oil from the flint (on my way home through
the Wadi of Compassion I picked up a flint stone and - with a note - put it in front of Lior's entry)
["Rachel, I am here" - this call I heard right now, coming from Amit standing in this entry,
I looked out through the window and greeted him and Lior, asking if they saw the Halamish,
and when Ofir came out the door, I did NOT ask, what was decided concerning Lior's school!]

Finetuning to my Present

When - while rehearsing songs in the pool - I came to the Sura
which I used to quote with Ahmed Sawarqa in Sinai
and which I used to sing with Hathra in the Zealots' Valley,
I became angry at "God".
"This is simply not true that I can rely on you .
10 years ago I wrote you an angry e-mail about the file "judgment",
which - at that time, and even today - felt right in principle,
but didn't give much help as to how release judgments.
Now again and for 7 years already I blame you for not helping much
with even discerning "asuras" in me , my drama, in my actors, through all of us,
leave alone 'release them' !"
"You should really stop relying on me in these matters.
I'm evolving through you
and my understanding extends only as far as your own experience extends."

But I hate this! I do want to lean on someone,
"Well remember, that I told all of you pioneers,
that there would be a time, when you must
to be ready to lose our support temporarily ~
and continue on anyway ~
as you follow your own free Will home to your Right Place ..."
your problem is, that you still shun "greatness"."

Then later I came to my Halleluja song, an adaptation of Psalm 150,
with a line over which I keep stumbling:
Suddenly the exact rhyme that was missing, appeared,
but the content of the rhyme
was throwing me back into my fears of megalomania.
God said:
"You see, that's what I mean, your fear of greatness!"

16:01
I re-read the last line, wondered, if I should edit that line in "Hallelu-Yah",
and said: "No, I want to spend the next 4 hours with "completing pages".
But on the Internet there was still open "Psalm 31",
and a link caught my eye, which I couldn't help clicking!
It led me to puzzle piece 29 "Reclaiming my Power",
and there to the first quote in the left frame:
"Direct inner communication with each of the four parts of Deity
is crucial
if you expect to reclaim the powerful parts of you
that you have projected onto us."

Song of the Day

Sûrah-31,22 or Sûrah Luqmân

Whosoever surrendereth his purpose to Allah
while doing good,

he verily hath grasped the firm hand-hold.

Unto Allah belongeth the sequel of all things

Psalm 62 --- my song
Only to God is my soul still - trust you at all time, people!

Psalm 31 - - - my song
I trust you

Today's Modification of Psalm 150 and of my song