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!
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!
K.I.S.S. -
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Keep It Simple Sweetheart
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"AZ
NIDBERU"
- My
new Midrash and song
in 5 languages
about the prophecy of Malachi
3, 16
["YHWH" is named "HA-SHEM"= The
Name]
1 2 3
How Learn And
I The Train
Heal Conditions In
Myself For Creating
Into Heaven Those
Whole On Conditions
Self-acceptance Earth Daily
Click!
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
Interactions:
19:45-21:15 Zipi , coaching...
e-mails: Arnon,
to Martin (my dead sister's birthday),
to Rotem (links interesting to her),
w. Meital, Lior, Amit to 'Nei'la'
-
crowds of people, no serious inter-action - e & phone w.
Im.:transport!
The FOCUS of MY INTENTION
on Yom Kippur
[from 6 o'clock PM to 6 o'clock PM] I desire to dedicate
these 24 hours totally to editing the "Mar-Mar-May 2003"
dialog,
I desire to understand, if that was a "foretaste"
of what I long for: the peership
of "AZ
NIDBERU"
I desire to refrain from all "ordinary" actions, except
for resting on my bed, dancing & drinking,
when Body asks for it.
I desire to not become involved in any interaction, nor to indulge
for too long in Internet input, [as I use to do when I wish to add
a link to more info to a certain issue] I desire to refrain
from inserting any picture on this page (but see at the end,
why this intention changed
Our father, our King
fill our barns
fill our barns satiation What are deeds to us, what are honor and
bravery to us!
For all your manifestations in matter we must give thanks!,
For all your materializations in my feeling I do give thanks!"
Tsabar, the Jewish Israeli, to Ranin, the Arab
Israeli, at the end of Yom Kippur, after he had forgiven those who hurt
him deeply: " Are we - with such intrigues - [in
the Big Brother community] nothing but
cheep entertainment for the public or are we a mirror of society?"
I wanted to
fall asleep and entered the Big Brother community only to
"say Shalom", since during Yom Kippur there were no cameras,
nor did I want to sidetrack myself,
and also, because at Bet Nehemya I won't have time, nor is
there the cable-channel 20.
But it seems, that I was led there in order to witness an
interaction right at its start:
From some merry chatting in the kitchen Ranin walked over
to Tzabar in the garden.
"You are not like tmol-shilshom,
Tzabar (good Hebrew idiom for
"like usual")"
It was as if he had waited for her to notice that and to listen
to him.
I was fascinated by the gentle, wise way she did that.
I've been in her position so many times in my life,
but I doubt that I would have had the patience for such a
"patient".
I don't want to talk about the content of this patient's predicament,
for this could lead to judging , both: Tzabar's 'enemies',
as him, the child.
Instead I want to intersperse Ranin's faces during her "being
there for" Tzabar,
into my Yom Kippur sculpture of a "foretaste" of
"AZ
NIDBERU"
. may the way she mediated
between this Jew and his fellow Jews
on Yom Kippur 2008,
inspire the people in this county..
Driving Backward into the Future - Continuation
of the Closeup to the Mar-Mar-May- 2003 Virtual Dialogue [not all letters of Mar are
preserved, but in my own letters I relate to everything he
wrote]
2003_05_16
– 23:55
You said exactly the same, what I just wrote, only much
sweeter!
And the sun and the moon ---
and no, I didn't use the word,
because I haven't found it yet.
Have you? YOUUUUU!
And I forgot something
important:
This evening I had the strength and courage to open
my last "Communication
with Deity" - 2003_04_04. [I read
it now, on this Yom Kippur - how amazing from the present
perspective!]
(Do you know this terror
of looking again at something you created some time,
even years ago?)
I knew it had to do with Tomer and therefore needed
to read it
to integrate it with the Tomer pages.
Suddenly this
communication appears in a new light.
And just when I read, what I said to Meirav
(30y, single parent) about the criterion to know if someone loves
me,
Meirav called (after 2 months).
And this morning, it occurred to me,
that Tomer left, when it was time for us, you and me...
So that I could be free.
This makes me feel a bit egocentric , even guilty,
(again taking responsibility for Your lack of freedom,
relatively to me).
But , no but...
Thursday,
May 15, 2003 11:48 PM
Subject: Re: 19:18
You threaten
you explain
but you didn't.....
use the word
although this and other seeds are planted
and will either grow or await other times
this letter is a joy to me
I feel light
as though we have passed a storm
and it's time for harvesting
for resting...
joy wrote:
why joy?
well, if you for any still unknown reason would like
to have them back...
I keep them....
I don't know if you're serious
here,
projecting or doing some light self-depreciation,
but I don't judge you...
(or at least until now...
who knows what the future holds)
and you'll
hear me if I ask you to back off
because I would tell you
although you might not agree
but then it will be my issue
without/within
if you can send me each time
you suggest a page
the entire and exact command line...
it would make it easier for me...
It may seem it is time for me to get the books back
out of the library...
although I lent the blue one, and a photocopy I made....
a few years ago
or maybe I'll just feed off the excerpts on your site
we know we do
I do not know if it means nothing to me
but truly I have no affinity at all for the bible
neither for whatever has been brandished as 'judaism'
although I do feel I hold in self the true
essence of judaism....
strange isn't it? I feel my path has been the path of judaism...
from a revolutionary "naive" trotskist
between my 14 and 18
who thought it would be possible
to make hashomer
hatsair and the "workers
revolutionaire league" JOIN...
to my zionism,
halutsism,
spiritualism, anti-religionism,
psychologism, ruowism [RUOW-Right
Use of Will]
up to my 'alternative kind of marriage',
the writing of my own ketuba,
to the utter refusal to cicumsise
my son. In this I feel jewish.
another thing is that I have this special love for
cantor/hazanut
music....
especially old pre WWII.
I have started singing from that place,
and it has opened up so much sensitivity...
it is probably the only time I ever shed some tears
while singing.
I will wait, and we may enjoy talking about music
what is this language?
i have
it might be important to say here
that what we have here is a spontaneous musical association
relevant to whatever was going on with me at the time
of my writing
and probably telling me something about a bilbul [confusion]
heart/mind
but not really the music that moves my soul
music has always been
so much for me
and since always
not the playing
for I am no musician
but the listening and the playing of my
soul
Once upon a time
there was a little man who invented NAPSTER
but this little man
was no common man but one who had struck
upon an eternal truth:
music is for all to share
and although he had to close shop because he had lost
his case in courts
many followed in his footsteps
and improved upon him
other closed
and still other opened
and the last successful one in line
is kazaa.
This little man had
struck upon another truth
"nobody should controle the flow of information"
so putting 1 and 1 together
he created this program which would make it possible
for al those on the net to Share freely
their music in their computer
so although the kazaa program is sometimes a nuisance..
they have "pop ups"
they permit to download any music
that somebody has on his computer somewhere over the
world. The number of people
"on-line" at the same time is about 3.5-4
million.
So you have from a lot of libraries to choose...
the searching is easy,
and even if your or the other person you download
from closes his computer...
the song will continue to download when you re-open
it.
From my experience you get 85% of the songs yu start
to download
it's a great way to fill up your computer.. I must have about 5000
songs on it,
and the computer is connected to the stereo.
It's a place where i can and search for my emotions
through voice and movement... it is the work.... it
is playful.
It happens here in a small group of 4-6 people in
tel aviv
it is deep work, very undirected.
On sunday my sister and i decided to do some expression
which led us to scream at each other,
and each in his turn to become somehow paralysed from
the screaming
-very powerful.
I also touched my fear
which made me turn and curl and run
and crawl away from another that was screaming...
people there are very nice and the processes are very
respectful
I might be doing some one-on -one work there on a
later date...
easy
and nice
and I already feel new things coming up
I'll save the writing for next time
what is mar-mar? Mar
your friend
in sadness and in joy
in turmoil and in peace
in crying and in laughter
in love
Friday,
May 16, 2003 11:32 PM Subject: beautiful
Dear old friend
took
respite from working with the secrecy issue
and took a long 4-pages peep
and I am in awe and respect (what a strange word)
from all you are doing with the children around you
and with Yael
this is beautiful
Mar
YOU
Dozens of imaginary talks with you.
All important, all meant to be communicated, at least
virtually.
I have to come to terms with my obsession with completeness.
To start with I reached 3 decisions of letting go
(my children: "Be wary, mother reached a decision"...)
ONe:
I'll not save our dialogs any longer.
In those many hours on Shabbat
I worked out a method of how to edit and save our communication.
Now I discern several of my patterns behind this attempt
and find it strange, even ridiculous.
Second: I'll not take responsibility
for your time, your priorities, your right speed of
growth.
You'll judge me for having even tried to do that. But
I did.
From now on I'll
trust that I can take the "hammers", should
they come,
and not work so hard to avoid them.
This means, that I'll write, when it is right for ME,
and what and how much is right for ME,
and in what order it is right for ME.
Third: I'll express my
alef-heh-bet-heh [ahavah=love]
" WITHOUT"!
without caution.
Let me a bit - just a first bit - elaborate on this:
In the latest entry in the >Appendices>RUOW>Blue-Book
page
I copied this sentence:
But I did send you this.
There is something technical I'm missing, can you point
it out to me?
"When harmony and joy
accompany the way of evolving,
you always do exactly what you should be doing
and for no other reason except that it is what you feel
like doing.
....
Will needs to be allowed to evolve
and recover for you all of its power
to express the full gift of Spiritual presence on Earth.
In the process of balancing,
allow the self to experience
whatever is attractive to it.
This attraction is going to be guided
by the increasing balance
between Spirit, Heart, Will and Body.
The Spirit sees all possibilities.
The Will is meant to select
what is right for the moment
among all possibilities.
The Will does this through its feelings.
I intend to copy the whole book, not excerpts.
This is slow, but fast enough for our learning, isn't
it?
Learning again, I mean, learning and applying - TOGETHER - THIS TIME.
If YOU have the determination and courage and strength
to let yourself be triggered,
I have them too.
I need to say more about this, another time.
I'll go to bed now and go on talking (and hugging) tomorrow
to what follows and to what preceded.
WITHOUT/WITHIN
Now just one more thing:
It grieves me more than you can imagine,
that "Bible and Judaism" mean nothing to you.
19:33
What a coincidence, that this
morning I saw part of the musical
"Der Vilner Shtot Khazn"
and read about the famous Khazn Moishe
Oysher
who - born in 1907 in Russia - began his singing
in Canada already in 1921,
and did his first movie "The Cantor's Son
(Dem Khazn's Zindl" in 1937)
and that I, too, felt nostalgic.... - see also
my communication with Deity See a
video with Moishe Oysher: Chad Gadya and "Halevai"
Zipi read this, while I was in the toilet with
terrible belly contractions:
she too saw the Vilner Khazn this morning, and
unlike me -from beginning to end.
She said, that the scene, which so touched me:
the Khazan returns to the synagogue and sings,
together with a minyan,
had been the culmination of the musical.
My major
dialog with you today was about comparing
this deficiency on your part,
with my deficiency concerning your music.
Wait, until I go into both.
I mention it already
in this letter,
because I need to tell you something,
which I can do only in my own language,
though you neither understand
nor speak it.
Please open to a mental exercise:
I too yearn for a word that expresses what I feel.
You tried the word "affection", but doubted
its "effectiveness".
I have no solution yet,
but I want to teach you what I found out - long ago
:
alef =1, heh=5, bet=2, heh=5, sums up to 13.
Take a plus and a minus pole,
each one 13,
and you get electricity, vibration and YHWH (=26),
which is "The Name", ha-shem, implying all
names,
but not a name at all, but a verb:
S/he has happened, does happen, will happen.
I dread, you won't feel anything with this,
but take it into your mind as a seed,
please...
And tell me more about
the following: the song
"windmill of your heart" which I thought about
is really windmill of your mind
it's a nice song by Jose Feliciano, you can get it on
Kazaa...
I found the Kazaa site,
but it tells me to download a program,.
Is this, what I should do, to find the windmill and
the following?
And try to face, that none of the singers is known to
me.
and
the song "loosing my religion"..
its also (I think Nirvana was the original) sung by
Anouk,
who is often quite emotionally expressive and real.
Tomorrow
evening I'll be going through some voice-movement therapy...
I look forwards to it... IF you find "time",
tell me about this too.
2003_05_16-8:05
YOU in the
morning
although
this and other seeds are planted
and will either grow or await other times
this letter is a joy to me
I feel light
as though we have passed a storm
and it's time for harvesting
for resting...
Though I let go of the 3 things I wrote,
I'll still be in control of two
a) I'll be disciplined
in when to allow myself to focus on touching you
which is "only" before
8 in the morning
and PART of the evening until midnight.
b) I'll save poems like the above one.
The problem for me is not to save every e-mail as it
is,
but to save it in a way, that it will be readable in
a week, in a month (I don't believe in years
at this time of the planet)
so that responses and re-responses and re-re-responses
would be discernable, so that the documented
dialog would make sense, so that what makes sense
would be able to "fertilize" my living and
learning and understanding.
(One of the words badly missing in English,
is the German and Hebrew "to fertilize",
so let me use it.
How is it with French?
KNow, that I know to read French very well ,
and that I have an enourmous vocabulary in it..)
One
of my self-conditionings for this life is to document
what I live,
both in my personal life as in my life as part of this
state and planet. This means that I have to incessantly
strife with the "too much".
What to keep, what to delete now, later,
and at certain junctures what to cast off altogether.
This self-conditioning is compounded - or alleviated
- by the fact,
that since
1985 I am mobile and want to keep it like that.
I don't own anything or keep anything,
which doesn't have room in my pyramidal
tent.
To
now have the additional virtual space makes it easy
at first glance,
but more difficult at second glance,
because there is the temptation to save everything.
But the point of being an archivist of my life
as an individual and as part of the whole
is not to keep and save everything,
but to enable myself to do the "Driving Backward"
efficiently.
Like what
I did the 3 days concerning Yael,
it was an unbelievable experience to do the Driving
Backward
with so close a perspective.
The perspective is even closer to what happened since
the "meteor" fell,
but there IS a perspective
and it's both fruitful and joyful to look at these weeks.
Now to find the practical, efficient way of documenting
our "new way",
it was good, I did all this work on Shabbat,
though the result and even the intention now seem to
be ridiculous.
To find a way, I needed to first experience what is
NOT efficient.
And may have to err a bit longer,
until I find "the method" of choosing, editing
and ordering.
Now, a third aspect of getting order into
our exchange,
so as to not drown in confusion,
is, that I may bring up an "issue" just from
memory,
contrary to walking along your letters.
I might do the latter later, to see what I've omitted.
And maybe, this too is bullshit.
But I share it with you, so you can know - take into
account????
bear with???? - this aspect of me
(in astrological terms - so I don't know much about
astrology -
the virgo moon on the horizon,
without which my lioness nature would run wild,
and without which the fact that many of my planets are
in the 12th house would take me off ground).
Having only 14 minutes to be with you now,
I'm copying
what I started yesterday before your Dr. G-lk-f mail
came in:
I'm about to distill one "issue" from among
the many that beg for attention.
What I told you about needing to come to terms
with my obsession for completion,
was taken care of in a kind of channeled communication
I had with "Tomer" today.
See www.empower.co.il/healingkiss
>appendices>grandmotherhood>Tomer>Tomer&Titorah.
[once Immanuel will be free - will he ever? - for such
technical help,
I'll ask him, why I can't send the direct path in a
way
that you just have to click on it and get it]
And I'm applying what I "got" right now,
by letting go of so-called priorities and so-called
systematic working,
and just write to you without even going along your
letters:
The comparison of our "deficiencies" .
Now just one
more thing: It grieves me more than
you can imagine,
that "Bible and Judaism" mean nothing to you.
I need to tell you something,
which I can do only in my own language, what is
this language?
My language is the one of RUOW
and Godchannel,
and this we have in common. But my language is also based
on and composed of and interspersed with
the persons, stories and wordings of the Bible and of
the ancient
Sages.
When I awakened - at the age
of six - it was through the biblical stories,
nevermind , how primitively they were conveyed to me.
Then in the gymnasium for girls
- the only in Baden-Wuerttemberg
where Greek and Latin was taught -
I got the best grade in Greek which any girl had gotten
in years.
This was so bad for me,
that when I let myself be forced (by mother and teachers)
to go to university,
and did not find anything that interested me there,
I started what "I was good at", which was
Greek and Latin
(I had made a little money for many years by being a
private teacher for younger pupils).
But though in those two semesters
I had two really good teachers in philosophy and literature,
it "just didn't talk to me", as we say in
Hebrew. Though I'm so systematical and
methodical in my own writing,
I 'm bored to death, if I have to read thinking,
which is expressed in "Greek way",
that's also why the time-period of my thesis in Jewish
Thought
ends with the Talmudic Era.
The way of communication of Bible and Midrash
is through episodes, situations, persons and compressed
wisdom.
I want to cut off, because my time is over.
I've been struggling now for 5 minutes with finding
an ending for your heart.
I must give up on that and just trust,
that the wholeness between us
will forever convey itself through all cut-off bits
and pieces.
ME
2003_05_16-21:10
Sent: Thursday,
May 15, 2003 11:48 PM Subject: Re: 19:18
I imagine
you to be with your family, while I am alone, all-one,
with YOU.
truly I
have no affinity at all for the bible
neither for whatever has been brandished as 'judaism'
although I do feel I hold in self the true essence of
judaism....strange isn't it?
No, it is not strange,
it's really YOU,
as far as I know already who YOU are ,
when you are not in someone's movie.
I feel my
path has been the path of judaism...
from a revolutionary "naive" trotskist between
my 14 and 18
who thought it would be possible
to make hashomer hatsair and the "workers revolutionaire
league" JOIN...
to my sionism, halutsism, spiritualism, anti-religionism,
psychologism, ruowism
up to my 'alternative kind of marriage', the writing
of my own ketuba,
to the utter refusal to cicumsise my son. In this I
feel jewish. .
Yes. And I
am glad you do.
I was sure about that before. But even if you wouldn't feel
Jewish, I had no problem with that.
My grief is, that we don't share what I called "my
language".
I am extremely pleased,
that we share English, Hebrew, French, even German (not
Arabic, I guess?),
for, as someone said: "Language
is petrified philosophy", and sharing these languages means
that we can draw on
the collective experiences and understandings behind
words,
that are unique to each of them.
But my aware thinking, aware
living, aware feeling and aware acting
- all flow directly from ancient Hebrew and Jewish thinking.
[As a shortcut I'll call this thinking "biblical",
in quotation marks.
But know - if you can open to me here at all -
that I always mean the whole library, edited as Hebrew
Bible ,
a small part of the library, edited as the New Testament,
and the thinking and living of a chain of Jewish
sages,
scattered in Midrash and Talmud
(first to fifth century) .]
Of course, there are many layers to the "Bible".
And the layer, where Godchannel and "the Bible"
meet,
is not, where I meet other Jews, leave alone Christians,
be they professors or laymen.
But the advantage of those Israelis who went through
Israeli schools, is, that even if they toss away their
Tenach
after school,
and even if they couldn't care less about being Jews
or not,
the "wiring" is left intact in the walls,
and when I come along and connect electricity to this
wiring,
the bulbs suddenly light up
and people begin to see, what they have been missing.
But you, who grew up outside
this language, this world,
there is no wiring to connect to.
Even if you would open up mentally - which I hope you
will -
you'll never FEEL what I feel,
and that is what grieves me.
And there is no "compensation" in the fact,
that, as I said, and as I felt confirmed in what you
are writing later on, I have, I suppose, a basic deficiency
of the same order:
I may open up - if you would care for that at all -
to the mental aspect of your music,
the texts and titles, which flow into your writing,
just like my "biblical" texts, stories and
images.
But I shall never be able to feel, what you feel,
when you hear one of this FIFE THOUSAND SONGS.
It's sad, that one's upbringing has such an influence
after all.
Like you were brought up without the "Bible".
I was brought up without the kind of music, which is
dear to you.
Let me give you an idea:
I was 6 at the end of the war.
My mother owned a radio, but I don't remember, she ever
opened it.
The French occupants took our radio and camera away.
It was not until the age of 22, that we had a radio,
and to open it for "rubbish", as your kind
of music was called,
was out of the question.
"Music"
was something else altogether.
My mother taught me piano
(don't ask, by what terror, it's a miracle, that I did
continue later).
Her mother was a piano teacher, providing a living for
the family,
which my grandfather, a painter and photographer, obviously
couldn't.
Her ancestors in Dresden
were church musicians.
And that was the path predestined for me.
My first musical
experience was at the age of ten.
My mother sang in the church choir
and took me to a rehearsal of Bach's Christmas Oratorium.
Now the clue to my distorted relation to music can be
found already then:
It's very rarely the music itself that talks to me.
Though sometimes this happens,
and as I said, I can be touched so deeply, that I could
just die,
like by the piece of Gluck [shortened!],
which is inserted several times on my site,
for instance in that last "Communication with Deity",
which I mentioned yesterday (www.empower.co.il/healingkiss>appendices>Communication
with Deity>2003_04_04).
But when I listen to my two favorites: Bach's
Missa in si-minor
[video:
Gloria in Excelsis Deo ] [ video:
Cum Sancto Spiritu ]
it is like with most music: what touches me is the integration
of meaningful text and music,
rarely "abstract" music, which is, after all,
the real music.
For a time , in my teens, I liked operas, for the same
reason,
but without money I didn't have much of a chance to
enjoy those either.
So
music was in the playing,
and this was so encrusted with enforced discipline,
that there was just no place for feeling anything at
all.
When I was 12, I had the chance
to look into the castle of pipes behind a big church
organ.
This was the one time in my life,
that my mother fulfilled a wish immediately,
she found me a cheap (bad, boring) teacher, and I started
to learn.
Quite soon I was also hired to play in services
and later had an actual job as an organist.
The summer semester after the Abitur
(bagrut in Germany was after 13 years),
I divided between 3 days
in the "Kirchenmusikschule"
in a town called Esslingen,
and 2 days of Greek, Latin, English at the university
of Tuebingen.
As to the "School for Church Music",
I finished the lowest grade after 3 months instead of
after a year.
But all this didn't mean, that I was a musician.
I remember, how shocked I was,
when that boring , sleepy teacher once mentioned,
that he didn't even try to animate me to play "with
musicality",
i.e. with feelings.
Also no one taught me to improvise,
and all my playing is just from music which others have
written.
Still I needed to justify all this enormous investment
of time and energy,
and also of pain,
because at the age of 15 I got almost killed by the
organ...
and also to compensate for my victimhood during my marriage;
I had no instrument, to buy a piano was not even an
issue.
Once I made a little "private" money and bought
an accordeon.
But the denial which was in "descending" to
this kind of music,
didn't last long. Especially since I just couldn't
learn to play by heart,
and since all I wanted to do was to animate people to
sing,
I needed to know to improvise and play by heart.
So I sold the cursed thing.
When Immanuel was ten, I had become stronger,
and I insisted on my quest, that he would be bought
a guitar.
He advanced fast, he is much more gifted than I am,
and he too played some pieces, about which I said to
him: "If you should be near me,
when I die, please play this for me then."
After 10 years of marriage I finally stood up to my
husband
and made him agree to buying an old Russian piano
(which now is at R.'s place and Alon, Tomer's brother,
plays on it,
a sentence, which implies quite some recent pain). [Oct. 9: This
piano is now back with
Immanuel and also available to me]
I didn't have much time and played mainly,
when I found it difficult to live.
There were some songs, like Mendelssohn's Elia's
"Take my soul away, I have enough, I'm not better
than my fathers."
which acted as catalyst for crying out my abysmal suffering
.
Just thinking of that singing and playing, I have tears
coming up.
The need to justify that I was supposed to be a musician,
reached its most absurd peak,
when I decided to buy an electronic church organ for
my
mobile home.
When and what I played there for myself or for the many
visitors
over the 17 years,
can only be called pathetic.
I'm skipping now several painful,
even excruciatingly painful events and processes,
which I have not yet even started to heal.
When I had
to let go of my mobile home, Oct. 31, 1999, my
young peer ,Tamir, who inherited it, didn't want this
organ.
With the last money we bought an oriental modern organ,
before I knew, I would have to leave the bus and this
new organ.
So I took the church organ to my son's, who then lived
at Shoham,
but when Efrat joined him after 5 months, he wanted
me to get rid of it.
So I gave it to that church in Jericho.
As to YOUR music,
there was just not a single person in my life,
who was interested in this kind of music.
Most of my classmates went to dance class, but not I.
And though I am a fervent dancer,
I rarely had the chance to dance with SOMEONE.
Then, when
my children grew up,
I got exposed to YOUR music for the first time.
I imagine,
that Immanuel also has thousands of soundfiles on his
computer.
But I rarely find something I like, to say the least,
mostly I simply suffer.
Why is it, that this is one of the first issues, I chose
to talk about?
I fear, it's not at all interesting for you,
and I myself now feel quite depressed. It's as if both gates are closed
to me,
the one to your music just as much as the one to mine.
I've
been listening now to this Gluck-passage over and over,
Video: Gluck - Orfeo ed Euridice - Dance of the Blessed
Spirits A
performance with a flutist and pianist only
I sent the link to Rotem, my flutist granddaughter,
expressing my hope, that she and I would once play this
together.
It was her father who let this music hear on his and
my daughter's wedding, 1986...
though I usually cannot write, do, talk,
when there's music next to my ear. But the writing about
myself,
and the deep yearning for you,
together with this music now makes me sob,
and that's certainly a blessing...
another
thing is that I have this special love for cantor/hazanut
music...
.especially old pre WWII.
I have started singing from that place, and it has opened
up so much sensitivity...
it is probably the only time I ever shed some tears
while singing.
Maybe there is an opening
in what you say about hazanut
and that you "sing" (how, when, what, with
whom?) ,
and in what else you say about what music is for you,
music
has always been so much for me
and since always
not the playing
for I am no musician
but the listening
and the playing of my soul
Once upon a time
there was a little man who invented NAPSTER
but this little man
was no common man
but one who had struck upon an eternal truth:
music is for all to share
YES
and
although he had to close shop because he had lost his
case in courts
many followed in his footsteps
and improved upon him
other closed
and still other opened
and the last successful one in line
is kazaa.
This little man had struck upon another truth "nobody should
control the flow of information"
so putting 1 and 1 together
he created this program which would make it possible
for al those on the net to Share freely
their music in their computer The number of people "on-line"
at the same time is about 3.5-4 million.
So you have from a lot of libraries to choose...
It always touches
me, that people are so crazy about music,
even if their music does not appeal to me.
And it always makes me feel very small
with my own means of communication.
Yesterday I heard for the first time in 30 years, since
I
wrote my thesis,
that I was quoted in a book...
And I have given my life to this thesis,
not only my time (5 hours per day for 5 years), and genuinely thought, it would
make a difference in the world.
And there you inform me
about those 4 million people online listening to music.
I didn't want
to convey sadness, Marc.
I was looking forward - through all my extremely creative
work today
- to this evening with you.
But then, is sadness such a bad thing?
Except, that I'm not able to read this letter and correct
it, as I do usually.
I'll rest a bit, see something from TV which I've recorded
on a video,
and, maybe, go on to another of your letters.
If not, then tomorrow morning. It's Shabbat, and no restrictions
and discipline on Shabbat!
I'm very glad that you do this
work on voice and movement.
And that you do it with your sister,
i.e. someone which whom you are
in an ongoing process and mutual dependency.
Only there healing is really effective.
I, Mar[yam]
am bathing in the ending of your letter, Mar[...] : your
friend
in sadness and in joy
in turmoil and in peace
in crying and in laughter
in love
2003_05_16-23:39
Thank you, (poor word), ---
If you are still in "respite",
please tell me, if I'm allowed to relate to the secrecy
issue rightaway,
I've been sitting here, doubting.
try
me if you wish
not sure I'll read it until tomorrow evening
but it seems I've difficulty with this issue...
been avoiding it
and I know that it will impose itself to me in an ugly
way
if i continue not focusing on it
I went to sleep, but
left the computer open,
to let the sound of your mail wake me up.
Now that I see these lines,
try me if you wish
not sure I'll read it until tomorrow evening
but it seems I've difficulty with this issue...
been avoiding it
and I know that it will impose itself to me in an
ugly way
if i continue not focusing on it
and their
tone, so different from that in the former letter,
I feel, I should not interfere in the slightest way.
I've been waiting for this,
even with impatience,
restraining myself not to ask, not to push,
trusting your RightTime.
I'm relieved you are up to it now,
not ignoring, denying, avoiding, making excuses.
The question is, as you say,
not how to communicate "the secret",
but how to find wholeness within yourself.
When I asked, "am I allowed to relate",
I meant to say, that I could help you with finding wholeness
within yourself. But I am not to help you by conveying words,
I am to help you
by
being
your
old friend
WITHIN
2003_05_17 – 17:33
My friend within
BLUE -I had used this same color
24 years ago
for a poetry book I published
"comment le vent rit de la trance"
At the age of 18?
I see myself judging:
If one picks the fruits from a tree in its early years,
the tree will be weak all its life.
But if you still feel reflected in this book,
I would like to have it at my side.
maybe your proximity (Israel)
once I understood who you were
What did you understand
who I am?
made me feel that there could
open in me something
that cannot be touched by words in a book
that something is being born for me here
the symbolic meaning of the story about the photograph
of my son
= the need for me to LEHITADKEN[bring
myself up-to-date]
the world has changed ...
...it's about a change in me
less ragefull (especially against my children...)
my little adventure at the sinai border
that did not trigger me into deep emotions
made me consicious of this change
maybe my lacanian therapy stopped a few months ago
I tried to inform
myself about this therapy, but lost patience. What is unique
about it, and why did you choose it for yourself?
followed by some voice-movement therapy.
that's what
you are in now, right?
Is there a method with a name, a facilitator with
a title,
or is it a self-help group?
Yesterday, Shabbat-eve, the extended TV news on channel
1:
about the come-back of
Astar Shamir, as a singer [video]
Her voice-therapy
was shown, but I didn't get it.
I didn't know her as a singer (as you know, I don't
know singers),
but had a short but intense encounter with her 6 years
ago
- about "voice"....
also lately I'm growing towards a
kind of internal authority
a growing of my inner voice
so discarded
and this is also witnessed by a growing presence in
the world
(better presentations at lectures,
appearances on tv,
newspapers,
they even called me on stage in a ballet presentation
...
I'm also a major figure at the hospital where I work
as well as in part of the addicition field)
this all happened without effort
...
A number of other projects
still slowly developing are also going in this direction
(a tribal dance-emotion-visualisation life-line one-day
workshop for a lot of people).
What means "life-line"
in this context? Has this workshop -
when? - to do with the following info?
We studied the psychological
reactions of Israelis to terrorism......
Who is "we"
- towards what goal?
Kryon talks about a grid change
but I don't trust him
I find
all these predictions as unhelpful to fulfilling my
commitment
"to heal myself into wholeness - and by extension
- creation"
This last 1 1/2 years also witnessed a change in my
bitachon atsmi self-confidence
and my ability to 'demand' more of this world -
I changed one of my jobs (from Ichilov hospital
to Pardessia -psychiatric
hospital)
and made full circle back to a place that had fired
me about 7 years ago...
How do you understand
today the fact and the reasons?
but this time I entered "with the cavalry"
as part of a new team and with a very high status.
This process I think was the first jump after receiving
my Ph.D.,
which I in fact had done for 'fun' and at work
and didn't really consider as very important (I guess
I was denying here).
Maybe,
what I shared about my thesis
how immensely important it was for me ,
sometimes satisfactory, but never ever "fun",
may inspire you to "drive backward" into
your work on your thesis
and its exterior result. Would I understand
its title at least, or is it too professional?
Also my mother passed away
July last year
this might account for 'some' changes, some 'becoming
an adult'
This year during yom hashoa day
of the holocaust
I felt I had the responsibility for that memory
for the first time ever towards my family.
I am
glad, you could "own" that memory.
a year or so ago I had a major fear transformation
as always -
I care about knowing and understanding more
although for now I'm back into new ones
the same - I
care about knowing and understanding more
I am not the same anymore I can feel more today
I guess
I can feel in a more balanced way
less going-into-fits
accepting my limitations
not pushing too far
Into
what direction did you push?
anything to liberate from untolerable
feelings........
going harakiri into anger,
exitement
or trying to tear the sadness from within me...
to no avail
sometimes the "will to do the work"
has become just another way to do violence to the
emotions,
to rape.. and sometimes plunder
I care about
knowing and understanding more
Let me just re-present
again,
what is especially delicious
And re-repeat part of it now
there needs to be time
for me to investigate what it is I am creating
both what I feel I need
and
what it is I am afraid of
the possible ridicule
the possible unease
the fear of conflict
things the image of you through your site and your
letters seem to trigger
the fear of (your..) uncontrolled emotions
Specific emotions,
you have already experienced,
or my "emotionality" in general?
And why "uncontrolled"? You have not yet have
"the chance" to see,
when it's me who is going-into-fits!
threatening my peace
of mind/life
forcing me to back out close-in
we are already past
that double danger, aren't we?
or are you going to become the kind of person
I want you to be
that is able to uphold the kind of interaction/dialogue
I believe I want
I believe I am
would it be possible to be where each of us is in
life,
and be able to communicate the deepest
of what one is able to communicate
and be heard/received by the other?
in balance
there has been little place
for acceptation of self,
there is judgment of self
there is enormous shame
not easy to work with shame for me
nothwithstanding Bradshaw and Lazaris
I opened a website
about the former,
but lost interest after 10 seconds,
after having read the following: Transforming
Worry Into Wisdom May 31, 2003 (Saturday, 10am- 4:30pm)
Learn how to transform pessimistic thoughts and feelings
into optimism and hope. Learn
to feel enlivened by life instead of anxious and fearful.
How does this go together with RUOW? Lazaris:
maybe 6 years ago. I tried to learn from some casettes.
And found it worthwhile, as you said,
but again - my patience vanished fast. Except for the Pleiadian message in one book
"Bringers of the Dawn",
I've not found any information from this or other
worlds,
which matches RUOW and Godchannel
with concern to what helps me live and heal.
As I told you, I am
a slow reader,
I can afford to read only what I can apply to my living
directly and immediately.
I had felt this trait of mine as a deficiency all
my life,
until - in 1981 - Julia Neumann read my hands,
and one thing she saw there, was,
that I have the ability to discern
what is relevant for me to read and study
and to cast away the rest.
Mentioning Julia Neumann,
I want to tell you 2 things. My own "awakening"
from the dualistic and mind-focused upbringing I received,
started with a little book given to me in 1969: Erich
Neumann: Depth Psychology and New Thinking.
- in the Hebrew translation-
This new thinking
really hit me over the head.
And there
was no one to talk to.
And there is no one to talk to even now, - except
YOU.
Then, when I was advised - at the time of my divorce
to take up professional client-to-client therapy
(as differentiated from a 10 months Gestalt group,
I think in 1974,
and since 1977 the total conversion towards Reevaluation
Counseling
-all this process - should you care -
is described in the series of "puzzle-piece
17"),
I chose Julia Neumann and worked with her for some
months.
I also asked her, why her husband needed
to die so prematurely.
She said: "We talked
about that, when he fell ill with cancer.
And we felt, that the world just wasn't mature for
his message." It is mature now.
Because of you and me.
just 2 hrs ago I expressed
fear with shouts and movements...
I couldn't 'feel' the real emotions, only the bodily
pain....
there's much work to do
Yes
I bring them in (my family)
our realm
I didn't understand this sentence.
I still am not sure, that I understand your hints
in this passage,
unless you are hinting here at the beginning of the
process,
which tonight culminated in your decision to stop
the secrecy.
I had this 'intimacy' of you
and me...and then I talked about my family....
it was a major decision here to take away some of
the virtualness of our relationship
Is it still relevant
to be more outspoken about this decision?
Did you mean, that you bring Us into the realm of
your family,
or your family into the realm of Us?
E. , Y. N,
what musical names!
Is it you who invented your kids' names,
or do they exist in French?
Is Y. written with an alef or an 'ayin? N. associates Noel
- certainly not your intent-
and my eldest granddaughter, R.'s double,
who writes her name in English Ellah,
to my regret,
because it must be Elah, as the tree and as Goddess.
and put more of my life into
it,
more of my life into the work with you,
probably as an "entree" to what I write
next.
although this exchange is private (not secret)
something important to feel through......................
you mean the secrecy
hiding under "the hood of privacy"?
my life is like a cupboard of
separate drawers...
sad how life and 'experience'
oh really?
have brought me to make compartments
and I know this has always been the right choice
has it?
still it has been my dream
to have always all and everything in the open
because I believe in my good intentions.
and in the good intentions of those close to me.
What have "all and everything" to do with
"good intentions"? And what are "good" intentions anyway?
If you fear to attract judgments and triggers,
because you are not yet balanced and whole,
as you said tonight,
and worse, if you fear to experience,
that you are causing pain to others,
who are not yet able to take responsibility for attracting
this pain,
or even ready to work it out with you,
then "good intentions" are what tradition
says they are:
the steps to Hell.
I'm not critisizing,
my friend,
I'm only a sounding board for your inner voice,
which knows all this.
Which knows, that all you need to do,
is to let go of bullshitting,
and instead face the fears, I pointed out,
move those fears,
accept those fears
and listen to your life,
until it will show you,
when and how to ACT.
accepting others' limits has
always been a difficult thing with me
especially when their limits affect me
my vision
to have always all and everything in the open?
when 'the open' is a 'special' relationship
or maybe this is a reaction to my utter fright/fear
of the world,
of conflict, of facing anger and hate, or coldness
I remember part of a song I wrote a few years ago
about this crocodile under my bed
after I read this, crocodiles in several versions
and situations appeared in my life and I seem not to have been able to uphold
my vision alone
and it seems that I have never been able
to share/create this vision with anyone ~~~Cradling
and cuddling~~~
What was meaningful
for me in that book,
was the description,
of how I increase the power of even a flower by my
loving attention.
The proof is certainly seen right now around my veranda
and windows.
Ronnit said, when she had a speedy peek lately: "Only you can make
such flowering happen." And the other
info I took in, has to do with being invisible to
people. "They won't even
see you."
This was and is extremely helpful.
I knew that - for a
change - and didn't ask you,
but since you mention it:
it's helpful to some of my friends, but - again -
not to me.
I was satisfied, that "God" in Godchannel
gave me the justification for this.
Though for some reason, not understood by me, he "owns"
the
CWG
as he "owns" the monstrous "Course
in Miracles", he stresses, that the Mother is still denied
there.
to
be absolutely alone
and not to search for the illusory companion ...
I understand that this was not 'a message'
in the sense of something I had to understand
but something I was asked to renounce
as it would be to renounce this dialogue
as it would be to renounce life
as it would be to lift off
and forget about my longing
for this is what is left now
a longing for home
heart
YES
if you publish without me being part of the process
of connecting with you and the feelings that would
want to publish this
if you would ask me
and i would go thru this
alone
Those options of the
"test" I gave you, were silly.
Of course, I wouldn't publish anything without asking
you. ["of course?"
Well, I do this now, on Yom Kippur 2008!
For I am not allowed to contact you for the sake of
asking!]
But the point, which I didn't
succeed in making clear, was:
Would you be ready to even listen to me in wanting
it to publish,
just as I am ready to listen to your not wanting it
to publish?
You see, - when you move your pain about being hit
with "coldness",
what comes to my mind is the "R.-reaction":
It is so absolutely self-understood
that the person who wants "discretion" ,
is right,
and that I who want "transparency" , am
wrong,
that people, even closest friends, even lovers,
allow themselves
to simply overpower me with this "value",
However much learning has been done between us
about "winning each other over"
(my slogan, which already the youngest grandkids grow
up with),
----- when it comes to "discretion",
then MY feelings and needs have no right to even exist,
let alone be heard.
I did this self-pitying
now, in order to "prove" to you,
that I HOPE, I would never do such a thing to you:
to impose on you what I think is right,
without first listening to you why it would be an
imposition for you,
even if in the end I could not renounce what I needed
for myself,
like in the case of R.,
and would have to live with the fact, that I AM overriding.
as most of the work I have been doing these last 10
years
being triggered-moving
and back to me
without a real sharing
always a limited sharing
This is shocking
for me, my friend.
What you wrote in that "wholefamily" website
about you and your wife,
the cooperation, cocreation and "profound love"
let me hope for "something new under the sun"!
one that takes into consideration the limitations
of the other
and one that protects me from judgments (both from
myself and others)
and I am someone who works best with dialogue
because of my 'going in depth into emotions and ideas',
too often without respect for self or balance
my main defense mechanism is 'not knowing',
or 'unconsiousness' or "not feeling"
the best way for me to work is then
within a bond
within a relation
where I can feel safe
where I can feel heard
where I can feel meaningful
for my own eyes seem not to suffice
~~~~~cradling
and cuddling~~~~~~
You mentioned "SHAME"
before.
This is too big an issue to be started now.
But let's begin: Nietzsche
says in "Zarathustra": "Der Mensch ist das Tier,
das rote Backen hat",
"Man is the animal with the red cheeks." Which connects directly
to the etymology
of "adam" and "adom',
and the fact, that the first and only feeling
actually mentioned as a feeling in the bible,
is "Shame".
But my almost incessant
feeling of shame
seems to be different from yours. "When there's a time for
us, some day a time for us" (Westside-Story ,
hear
the video of this song), then you shall explain
to me this passage:
I am sometimes ashamed of this need/fear
I am not judging this
need, nor should you.
I am only judging people's ideology and morale around
"privacy",
without people's awareness of the underlying fear
of being judged
it is the judgment
which is like a trickle
that I only see when conscious of how it may stop
me
render ashamed
ashamed of my own weakness
this is a major point here
a weakness here I thoroughly hate
I do not truly understand
the shame and the hate.
Maybe I didn't understand your fear?
I shared this with
you, not because I needed a therapist ...
but because I am at a loss with concern to the problem,
how to neither override others, nor to let others
override me.
This central condition of existence,
the balancing between all individual wills,
seems to be impossible to achieve
as long as we all are so unhealed
concerning the overriding all of us received.
I feel you are struggling with
things of essence
this conflict is something I am learning from
...it might be about transparency,
or 'everything you always wanted to know
on how not to get overriden by others
and remain true to your self without
having to live a warriors life'
I think there's something in this last sentence...
I pondered
about your emphasis on
how not to get overriden by others,
while mine is:
how to not override others.
It's my yearning for
honesty ("such a lonely word" , video),
first of all honesty
with myself....
there is a purpose for having chosen this flaw.
I am a pioneer of transparency.
I am a pioneer of being, living and saying what I
am,
without crumbling under the tons of judgments thrown
at me.
I am a pioneer of reaping the wonderful rewards of
being true,
as represented in the four Hebrew alefs:
'ahavahloveis possible, when there is 'emountrust 'emoun is possible, when there
is 'aemaettruth, 'aemaet is possible, when the
is 'ometzcourage,
but 'ometz is not a quality of
character,
'ometz is achieved time and again,
when I move and accept my fear,
the fear of being judged by you,
the fear of loosing you,
the fear of hurting you.
But if I am right in
being transparent on my site,
(though far from being totally transparent!!!),
it does not mean, that I am not overriding.
And I can't get away with differentiating between
"I am not overriding you, it's you who feels
being overriden." Because it's me who has to bear the consequences.
And by consequences I don't mean the possible lawsuit.
I mean the pain, which I feel, when I see another
being in pain.
It always boils down to the one thing:
to feel, move and accept, what there is to feel.
let me try to remind you
by remembering
that the pain I feel from others
is my pain
-so here I feel the word 'attract' is somewhat out
of place-
True!
for I am all
the world at large
the world within
the pain of a dog
and that I have put a clear line of forgetting between
me an the world
have you?
for I chose to live the world as separate
as distinct
so I would not have to feel the pain of the dying
earth
I feel it
so I would not feel the pain of my father and mother
of their crumbling world
I feel it now
of their sentiment of insufficiency
and now
of their feeling of loneliness and terrible horrible
fate
of their being abandoned
and left alone
my father's mother died at his birth
and now
my first mother's mother died on her 12 years after
a few years of terrible illness
and now
her second mother died too.. of that same illness
and now
my grandfather was sent to auschwitz, although he
returned...
"although"?
To have died there, might have been easier.
But then you wouldn't be you and we might not have
met.
my father roamed the roads of belgium at 9 years,
with at his hand my cousin
they used to steal fruit and sometimes find a few
months of schooling in convents
I feel it, I see it,
I'm with them
it took us (me and my sister) years to get some of
this information out
my parents kept everything inside
and this was best for them
for it all was to no avail
Yes
nothing except silence made sense
and not even that
nothing made silence
nothing made sense
Yes
there wasn't even real silence
so their pain is yours
Yes
not because you are triggered (although you are)
but because you are she
Yes
and now I can see I am them
it is simple
It is simple
maybe it is easier now to know what to do
"to do"?
No. Only what not to do.
Not to increase the pain by projecting and blaming.
Not to be defensive, not to be "right".
I don't know
but I have to feel about this
Please do
this is how this stupid new age message
"I am the world" makes sense
such softness in me....................
even the dear dear is soft now
with love
Mar
Mar-Mar as one
word exists only in Arabic,
among the languages I've learnt:
"marble". But there is
the "Sea
of Marmara", which separates Europe from
Asia,
and there is the water of "my"
SaltSea, which tastes bitter,
and there is the combination of
Mirjam / Maryam,
"bitter
sea", and
that is, what has to be lived now, by me, and maybe
, by you,
Water, the Sea, and the bitterness of the SaltSea,
what Godchannel calls: "Following
the Mother into Hell".
But there is hope
:
turn the Hebrew word around and you get ?? [ram
= high, lofty, exalted]
in love
MARYAM
2003_05_17- 19:59
Mar
And since you , YOU, are the one,
who knows the reason why my presence triggers,
do I?
a long time I have watched this sentence
searching the I
this capital YOU
a tough a mythological beings lies behind there
I meant,
that you have spelt it out somewhere:
My presence triggers because I force people
to be in contact with themselves,
without even saying or doing anything,
by my very presence.
And as to the mythological being:
Yes, I am, and so are you.
Godchannel [Letter
from God to those doing the Healing Work]:
"And as you look backward,
you will see your life in terms of a path
that has been leading inexorably
to your own greatness as a whole being.
You will find you have new understandings
of your true identity,
and a sense of yourself as a mythic figure.
I would like you to leave everything that can be postponed,
certainly the reading of or responding to my letters,
and to read this file into depth,
I suggest, that you read it in both, the original
file http://www.godchannel.com/humansltr.html
and the edited file. http://www.empower.co.il/healingkiss\edited
godchannel documents\humansltr.htm
As I still don't know, why I cannot just put the link
here for you,
please find it through pp33,
left frame: A Letter from God to Those Doing
the Healing Work
it
might mean, that there is a sign on the horizon,
that with your help
and together with you
I may come out of hiding.
Thank you for having
expanded my sentence,
to include YOU.
Maryam
2003_05_17 –
22:40
My friend within
do not doubt that I do the work
now
that I choose to be triggered
that we have evolution here and continuation
maybe there was only love and
laughter
but there were things said I do not understand
and this triggered me
I did not project here -I think-
not without the consciousness
of using you and my words
as mirrors and triggers
I understand now.
bear with me here
When you ask for
this, it's so easy.
But when a hole in my wholeness is triggered,
I shrink and forget about you.
But now, that we are past the storm,
so much confidence has grown,
and I might be less prone
to fall into unconsciousness,
not even being aware,
that it's not me whom you are ridiculing,
and that really all that you need from me,
is to remain
there -witness- while you fight it out.
But then, of course, there is the other truth,
that those holes in my wholeness attract the triggers,
to indicate, that they now want to be healed.
If we only keep committed to each other,
and never let a trigger make one of us chicken out,
then our healing work together will become something
so wonderful,
that I don't even have a name for it.
I just feel it!
I've yearned for it.
I've also some experience in it... but there was no continuation,
and not because someone was running away. [I meant David...]
With you I feel that the time is ripe.
At least in the circumstances that we find ourselves
in:
not meeting physically, not even on the phone,
not sharing any doing together, leave alone living
together.
Though all this "not, not, not" is painful
and sometimes unbearable,
it is exactly as it's necessary for both of us,
at this stage of our healing process,
and the healing process of humanity.
I've written this passage as if channeled.
I hardly know, what I'm talking about.
And I don't want to think about it either.
I just trust,
and I feel excitement and joy.
Maybe that's why I called my local web-site "joy",
and from there it became part of my e-mail address.
Yes, my friend-within,
I've been feeling so much and so deep joy ,
because of ~~~~ US.
I want to remind you of our peer-hood
and me sticking to it
I never stopped believing
in our ability to communicate
or share
I have perfect confidence here
and I will continue
to allow me
to be triggered by you
for this is right for me
I just needed the space ...(and following your reactions..I
was right..)
so as not to get into a frenzy of triggers and re-triggers
and re-re triggers
until we had created a knot difficult to untie..
I am calming down
emotions are coming in clearer
I feel I have more time to let them evolve
(it was sometimes difficult to let them evolve
when I knew there was another letter of yours waiting
to be read)
but rest assured that even if I permit myself to be triggered
and even if I permit myself to 'blame' you
and even if I permit myself to 'be sarcastic'
or anything towards you
it is not you....
it is mine you are helping me to see
why do you care about those who deny you?
why do you care about those who hurt you?
why do you care about those who threaten you?
you may have an answer somewhere
but I just have cold cold cold anger
for the unfeeling unlovingness
do you attract her
or do you call her
and what is the difference?
well, come here mother R.
let R. be the witness of rachel's pain
let you be the memory of the unheard fear
hysteria of the world
she's a bitch in heat
why these words?
why the sexual connotation?
where in your body do you keep R.?
she's there next to you as a ball of anger and hate
jealousy
I see her drooling
and the flames
did I write well, come??
this is some input I can give you now
can you talk to her? talk to her shadow....
I feel something wrong in your hityahasut [relating]
to tomer
not in your relationship
but the place he takes in some other thought-set
he's some kind of a savior of your soul
one that would justify something
maybe much of your pain
maybe your choices
maybe the overriding???
if he comes out right
it will all make sense.........
Sent: Sunday, May 18,
2003 11:10 PM
Subject: after early lag
baomer
Just came back from the lag baomer medoura bonfire
it was kinda fun
interesting
as I find out lately
that I'm sometimes as now [new?]
in the organisation
although truth is it is E. who organized it
I just went because she couldn't be there
I might even not have gone.. as I usually avoid these
kind of occasions
well... I liked it
I just wanted to send you a few pictures of my family
I just got developed
from this Sinai holiday
then I'll take a shower
and feel out what needs to be worked on, talked about..
tenderness and joy
M
2003_05_18
– 0:02
My Peer
I feel a bit guilty
and ashamed because of this.
Now again, there are too many letters in your box.
But I'm not uncontrolled, far from undisciplined.
I carefully choose to what to respond.
I sculpt almost every line.
But the "too much", which is Me, cannot
be minimized more.
I must trust YOU, that you guard your boundaries.
thank for saying this again so clearly.
Good question.
But "I do care"
is the essence of my essence.
I have no problem with that.
The problem is, that I give them power over me,
as you pointed out,
or at least make them believe, that I do,
thus confusing them,
thus making them feel guilty,
hating themselves even more,
and therefore Me even more,
my goodness drives them crazy
(my husband
after one year of marriage, to someone: "There is nothing worse
than living with a person, who is only good.")
My "Loving Heart" prevents redemption. But I cannot change
this alone.
It's parallel to what you said about your blindness,
and that you need to do the work in a dialogue,
in a bond, where you feel received.
If "lack of discretion" is a flaw,
then "Loving Heart" is a crime.
I noted the
pp23,
where I describe the extreme shock,
when I really "got" this finally.
Theoretically, at least.
What makes this crime so malicious, is,
that the overall "value" of all religions
is
to have a "Loving Heart".
It's easy to
quit being "bad",
because everyone points it out to me.
But to quit being "good" is an impossible
mission,
because almost no one from among those who hate me,
can point out to me , why they feel like that.
And they feel bad for feeling like that .
If I would die (which unfortunately I won't),
I would ask to engrave on my tombstone: "The one, whose highest goal
was,
to make people love and appreciate themselves,
but who, by her very doing and being
achieved most of the time the opposite." It's a tragicomedy,
take it with a sense of humor.
Yes, that's part
of the "Loving Heart",
the call for the victimizer.
This Shabbat morning
something happened:
On my way to reach your "oldest" e-mail,
I came across a Webshot entry,
and though I didn't feel like opening it
and downloading the 5 pictures-allowed-per-day,
I did open it, just to see, if I maybe could delete
it rightaway.
The first picture I opened struck me.
It was a "black-faced sheep", a mother with
her lamb.
Without any further thought I opened the page called Appendices-List
with that entry about my names.
I deleted the 2 images representing sheep
and inserted the rakhael and the lamb.
And in doing so, I felt driven, really driven,
to tell the whole story, well not the whole,
but the part, that can be digested , if at all.
Rakhael as the symbol of the victim.
Rakhael, the animal, the mothersheep
and Rakhael, the woman, the Mother of Israel,
they are both victims.
But isn't mother Mary too?
I hear you, I feel
that you see me,
but I need your eyes to guide me.
Please check the letter I sent R.,
a week ago,
I felt really whole and even cheerful,
when I encouraged her "to say it all",
and - how fantastic - no answer since,
no realization of the new threat,
that I'll get a letter which will list all my crimes
Please point this out.
I can't see this
this is true, but the something is not what you assume,
but what I explain - so somewhat disguised - in the
pages: "hameqayem nefesh akhat..."
["whoever helps one soul live..." see
on first Mar-Mar page, Sept. 30, 2008 ]
That I was able to relate to this one child
with the same fervor, dedication and wholeness/totality,
which characterized my work "for the world",
(to mention only the major "projects":) my
thesis/German book/HebrewBook, "Partnership"
(Israel-Ismael) , Succah
in the Desert
and all it's (unsuccessful) followers in Sinai, Eilat,
Metzuqe Dragot,
Ein-Gedi,
this proved to me that I was right in assuming
that I do not need "to do", and certainly
not "great" things.
I only need to do, whatever I do,
be-khol levavi, u-ve-khol nafshi, u-ve-khol gufi.
"with all my heart and with all my soul, and
with all my body" (according
to the
Shema Yisrael, Deuteronomy 6)
That's also the way I love
you-
be-khol levavi, u-ve-khol nafshi, u-ve-khol gufi.
Maryam
[attached letter from
and to R. - see on first Mar-Mar page,
Sept. 30, 2008]
2003_05_18
– 7:48
YOU!
Just check:
I sent you 2 letters before those you refer to,
one at 1.02 "NOW"
one at 17:33 "Another Shabbat with your letters"
As to "NOW", I'm a bit anxious to hear from
you, how you lived the 24 hours of coping with
the "secrecy-issue".
I am holding back what I
want to tell you from my side about that issue,
I am holding back a composition of three photos I
made for you on Friday, I have been with you and your coping "on
the inside" so strongly~~~
But as for this frustration
the three responses are a great joy.
I swallowed them more than I read them,
let alone, to let them sink in and savor them,
I'll keep this delight for the intermissions in my
work today,
until tonight.
"Tonight, tonight", [video]
this Westside Story is constantly echoing in my head
and heart.
It belongs to the rare pieces of music, that touch
me so deeply.
Just know, that I'm greatly amused by your "confrontation"
with "God",
(sorry, if this is not the kind of resonance you need,
I do feel your pain!)
though I myself feel none of the doubts and rages
you've screamed,
it's exactly because of this,
that you gave me a gift,
in contrasting me like that!
For now I am even more astonished, astounded,
that almost every sentence in that file
receives an echo on my sounding-board,
which always means, doesn't it?
that "I've known it all along".
But my certainty
certainly is so vast,
that there's space for your doubting,
certainly space for your struggling,
and the only thing I fear
(as I fear of any trigger I fear coming,
though I know, that if it will come,
it's an opportunity to heal),
is, that you may be triggered by my certainty,
judge me (that's not so bad)
and block off yourself or part of you
(that's bad, but after our "storm" - livable).
I'll relate into depth tonight,
and take the 12 minutes left,
to go on responding where I left at midnight.
ME
2003_05_18 – 23:36
tonight, tonight.. [this
video starts with Maria's sentence: Imagine
being afraid of you...]
I didn't know then, that
I too would be out - once in 3 months-
and come , run home so late,
fix myself a quick supper
and eat it while immersing myself in your photos.
Two of several reactions:
1) I wished I were your little daughter
2) Through Y.'s eyes it's you whom I see
looking from somewhere deep in,
far off into this world.
Since there will be no time
at all
proportionally to all I wanted to tell you and say
to you,
I'll just copy here one of the breaches of discipline:
8.58 Just one
interruption
Under the pool-shower an insight:
My guilt and projection of my time-pressure-pattern
on you are gone:
You were the one who wrote:
"Thank you for letting me work with you."
So if I relate to our dialog as a kind of "intensive"
for you
(of course also for me, but I "have time")
then it's not too bad to demand,
that this will take you 2 hours a day for the time
being.
So just go for it, and so shall I! 09:01
Say some words about "the" organization.
And doesn't the being "perceived
as a central figure" ring a bell?
ON what beach at the REd Sea were these photos taken?
I had a series of
coincidences today.
One had to do with "Capoeira".
[video]
That's where I was tonight,
a graduation ceremony,
in which Rotem
(will be ten this week) was involved.
I must interrupt my many projects on my site
and sculpt this experience in the page,
with which the coincidence happened
("Communication
with Deity>2002_02_16", if it's not a puzzle
piece I mention,
then the path always starts from the Overview
on the Appendices List.)
But something I cannot reveal on the site,
is, that the Capoeira fight-dance is the best
analogy I can think of
for what I want to see happening between us
and already see happening.
The sound of your mail.
Isn't this a beautiful announcement - this sound?
M
2003_05_19 –
0:00
I've simply let it be
for now
as I decided not to force it
the issue has been noticed
I have decided to 'resolve' it
I have decided to feel what needs to be felt here
I have decided to focus on it
and then
I got slightly triggered by your letter yesterday
that brought me to the issue of trust
and I realised there was something much stronger here
that needed to be addressed
so I went on to that one
But my certainty cetainly is so vast,
HOW?
somehow (strangely??) I didn't..
judge
but do I believe?
well as long as I don't start answering
that I just read you
now unbelief is back in
(wasn't there 10 lines ago)
but here I'll also respect my tiredness
l say on this day
peace (interesting, that's not one of my terms..)
happiness
joy and the search for me
with you
PS; I've really realized I've been so self-centered
in all our exchange
...but that's ok and good
and thinking about how I had closed down shop -keeping
the world OUTSIDE
our Nigerian 'cleaner man'
who came telling me about all the 'deportations' going
on
and a dead bird in front of my house
later still I thought of all the places I haven't
been ME,
or honest in our exchanges
this is frightening,
to share
but this will be later
much later....
there's like you sugegsted much work to be done this
way but every one of your letter
I read and re-read
and they nourish me
nourish my soul
nourish my hope
that I am not deluding myself
I know you are
but still I need to ask you:
Stay Around
Yes
Yes
by what? please tell me soon
towards whom? between
whom? concerning what?
will you share this?
What do you mean by
"how"?
I'll go into your combat more deeply.
But just know, that I enjoy a good satire,
like the one from the Green Book,
which I couldn't help quoting
in that puzzle piece
(46),
which I created as outlet for my sarcasm,
and the "Doctrine of Shit", also there.
You may add one that defines GC.
Believe what, I don't
get you here and would so much like to.
so shalI I, despite mailing off this letter
I've realized the same about myself...
exactly, for both of us
in Nigeria?
but if you are aware of it and will tell me,
I can bear it
I Do
Sent: Sunday, May 18,
2003 12:32 AM
Subject: Re: Last letter today-relax!
Maryam
just to tell you that I have read
the letters -[I didn't really get which of the two
or both you sent]
but the long one
made me laugh
you are absolutely great
fantastic
this is so right
absolutely right
completely
I don't know what compels me to write this but
I'm so proud of you
now this brings me elation
something close to joy
MAR
(the short one remains unfinished..as though anger
was hanging there)
2003_05_19 – 7:22
MAR
[I just now looked it up
in my Hebrew Even-Shoshan,
it has two additional meanings,
one "the Master" , i.e. when they wanted
to say:
rabbi so and so said: "Mar said",
and - new to me - it's a tool to dig in the earth.
I think both meanings are truly appropriate!]
I wanted to have more than
an hour with you this morning.
There is such a long day after that
for "only" imaginary - many - talks with
you.
How insatiable I am!
For my longs days are the happiest anyone can wish
for in the present time-period,
- filled with the jouissance of spring and creating
and singing/dancing/swimming, -
no kids today, but who knows.
I don't like interruptions, surprises
in my magnificent routine and all-one-ness,
but when they happen, like yesterday,
I open my heart and mind (I love my mind!) and rake
it all in.
There are responses
to most of the things you wrote ,
they sculpted themselves in my imagination.
I desire to spell them out for you to read, "but there never seems to
be enough time
to do the things you want to do,
once you find them" (do you know this
love-song?)
but now I find myself troubled
and sharing it with you must get preference.
Instead of kneeling at the computer at 6.45,
I felt, I needed to finally get a word from Michigan,
my children.
Their temporary abode has no internet, their phone
number is different.
We finally got connected, and the news unsettle me.
They cannot stay in the US.
I proposed to them already when Immanuel was sacked
(April 12),
that they could live in my flat and I would go somewhere.
This was fine then, but now - to be without computer
and internet?
It's "silly" to worry.
That's why I wanted to "move" it - with
YOU.
The rest of what I shared is so confused,
that I must delete it, since time runs out.
Let me only quote what you
wrote yesterday,
though I don't know to what your laughter and appreciation
refers:
it gave me great joy.
May you "dig deep"
and feel "The Master" of your life today.
MAR
Sent: Sunday, May 18, 2003 12:32 AM
Subject: Re: Last letter today-relax!
>
> Maryam
>
> just to tell you that I have read
> the letters -[I didn't really get which of the
two or both you sent]
> but the long one
> made me laugh
>
> you are absolutely great
>
> fantastic
>
> this is so right
> absolutely right
>
> completely
>
> I don't know what compels me to write this but
>
> I'm so proud of you
>
> now this brings me elation
> something close to joy
>
> Marc
>
> (the short one remains unfinished..as though
anger was hanging there)
>
>
2003_05_19-22:15
My Friend Within
why did you cut me off?
Where, when, why did
I cut you off?
should I let myself be 'triggered" here?
or am I just getting myself worked-up
am i creating whatever you would want me to think
am I reacting to the role you have taken?
Maybe you mean:
Am I reacting to the role you, Maryam, have cast me,
Mar, into?
For certainly you are reacting to the role,
you, Mar, have cast me, Maryam, into!
or am I really talking to you?
why did you cut me off?
this will take me down
I cut the flow
10:48Another
interruption, forgive me, Discipline.
Another insight,
a result of my long wail to you about being shut out
from music,
which your interior presence and imagined exterior
listening
made me permit myself.
I suddenly understood
that It was me,
who conditioned myself for this life,
to be confined to a level of music,
both as listener and as practitioner
which does not allow me to relish in great art,
neither by listening nor by engaging in it, for I was not supposed
to run ahead of the humankind I care for.
I had to be frustrated outside both gates,
"your" music and "my" music,
so that in the end I would find a way to make others
participate,
not for the sake of artistic expression,
though this might be a secondary outcome,
but for the sake of healing.
It happened during my routine "sama'a"
spin.
When that singing-dancing
couple Jeanne
White Eagle and John Pearson
came to visit me,
they brought me their disc, which is unusual, to say
the least:
they recorded 16 pieces of improvised singing of vocals,
not words,
each of them underlined by one instrument, a didgeridoo,
or viola, or bells.
It's mostly harmonious, but even dissonances are fine,
it's life.
I was often singing
overtones together with my dancing.
But now, when dancing, I join the people and instruments
on the disc,
interweaving my own melody or ostinato
[musical term for dwelling on one tone or a repeated
chain of tones)
singing - like them - only vocals,
with or without my (not yet very skilled) overtones.
This feels exhilarating.
And now the insight:
I've been frustrated all along
with the way I inserted - not integrated - songs and dances on
my site.
I knew from the start,
that my only goal with "adding sound" was,
to make people feel, not only think,
and to make them get up and join me,
singing and dancing.
But the result of my great endeavors is so poor,
let alone the utter lack of feedback,
that I feel very triggered even writing this.
Now what this couple does in workshops and during
their visit here,
is what I would like to happen to people who are guided
to my site.
I don't know yet,
how and when I'll change the whole aspect of sound
there, but having
this experience of being no longer alone,
not in my thinking and feeling -
for technology allows me to be with YOU,
and not in my singing and dancing,
for technology allows me to join those singers,
I'll find out what to do, when the time will be right.
[Yom Kippur,
October 9, 2008 -Nothing has changed so far.
In the synagogue - Ne'ilah
- to which Meital dragged me,
the men were singing, but I was outside, physically
and ....
I squeezed myself upstairs into the women's "apartment",
but felt even more out of place with them and at their
place.
Singing together?????????????????????????]
Addition on 2003_05_19: As I said, my friend,
this double insight
resulted from both:
my long wail in your presence,
and my experience with that singing.
But that is not all:
My quantum leap with Rotem yesterday
concerning her recorder lesson with me, is an indirect, but
practical application
of what I've learnt.
[>appendices>biographicalSculptures>grandmotherhood-Rotem]
2003_05-19____21:38
How strange, I was
about to take up the thread, where I left 2 days ago,
and find the following tying in with what came to
me today: that our time may be limited to 7 weeks from
today. [It
was limited to 2 more weeks only!]
I intend to share this feeling with you, maybe even
tonight,
but only after I'll have responded to all the letters.
too intense here [who wrote this? and
the following?]
If there should come a time for separation,
it would be first of all by mutual agreement,
what f.... mutual agreements?
there cannot be a mutual agreement
Oh yes, there can,
separating must not be less loving than uniting,
and if one is without the other,
the electricity will be gone,
and with it life,
and with it love.
But I understand,
that you talk about something that happened in the
past
and I listen with all my heart.
you left
and that was it
you never came back
and I still don't believe this is you
I'm just working in a frenzy of my own imagination
and I cannot see you in this woman rachel christa
maryam bat adam rosenzweig
I cannot see you anywhere
and I don't even have a tear for you
Left to fend alone
got to the highest possible development of whom I
could become alone
and its only shit
because the world is coming to a close
and is dying
without you
so if I don't believe who am i fucking talking to
(excuse the vulgarity.. but it helps)
no need to apologize,
I know, it helps
I am really afraid of losing YOU
and afraid to believe it isYOU
and I remember one more cue..
this song you remembered when looking in the mirror
-Maria, Maria [video]
Yes, this is me, Maria,
Maria!
I made those 3 quick shots of myself,
not posing, not manipulating,
and if I would have sent them,
I would have titled them: "I feel charming,
it's alarming
how charming I feel
...
for I'm loved by" [video]
a man,
w h o i s i n c o n
t a c t w i t h h i m s e
l f ,
a n d t a k e s r e s p o
n s i b i l i t y f o r w
h a t h e c r e a t
e s .
and things will fall into place yes
but is it true
is all of this true?
or are we both just playing a stupid game
what could be the only
reason for me to walk away
and not in the future, but right now:
If you would cast me in a role,
in which I would not be able to love myself.
cryptic
but holds a meaning i still can't grasp
and remind you i do not cast you in any role
I cast myself only
No, right now we are
not talking the same language.
Often on my site, and lately in the Yael-pages
I quote"All the world
is a movie set" from GC>reality
2
(I finally do what you do and used these initials
for Godchannel,
but it never fails to perplex me,
for in my youth I signed CG - Christa Guth...)
I don't know how to sign right now, for there will
be more soon .
I feel embedded in you, embraced
2003_05_19 –
23:52
" more soft and warm light
like a blanket of hands and softness holding you"
What I want is for you to say is :
Yes I know you have always acted as good as you could,
the best you could,
yes your intentions were always pure,
yes you have always tried to do
what you thought was best for you and the world,
yes I know that you didn't intend to hurt me or anybody.
I also know that you are great,
that you are fantastic,
that you are a most wonderful person with so much to give
and so much to share
and so much to discover
and so much to create.
You have so much value,
it is so fantastic that you are alive,
it is just so fantastic to be so close to you.
Just being close to you touches me,
heals me to the bottom of my soul.
YES, YES,
YES, OH YES!
I WANT TO HEAR IT
and I want to believe it
i want to know what will make me believe this
This is what
I meant,
and what you called "cryptic",
that the criterion for knowing that I'm loved,
is that I love myself,
and all these expressions of your greatness
signify that you love yourself,
when you, Mar, feel loved by me, Maryam.
never really liked puzzzzzzzzzzzzzles
too bad, since the
first part of my site is based on this image.
I'll try to avoid it with you whenever possible
and use instead the word "composition".
But what is triggering for you in this image?
I once heard, how this phenomenon came into being:
Someone caused death by a car accident
and sat in prison for a year.
He was bored and took newspapers and cut them into
pieces
and composed them again: a puzzle.
I think that's a good, though somewhat sarcastic ,
analogy
for God and Creation.
And I'm so disciplined!
I would like to ask so many more questions!
....
But that cannot help me with the feeling of sadness,
that millions, billions of things haven't been shared
and never will .
ask
dear
if you're really interested
what do you mean by
"if" ???
Every tiny detail interests me,
even how it feels for you, a man, to go to the loo
and pee.
But is there time to even ask, leave alone to answer?
I mentioned the song "Time in a bottle". [video][and another one -1972-with
scense from his life with wife and son] I don't know the name
of the author, [it was Jim
Croce and he died in an air-crash already in 1973] but I know, that he
got killed in a plane accident half a year later.
The song was given to Immanuel, when he was 14, by
his English teacher,
who obviously was a little in love with him:
Immanuel played it on the guitar and we sang it together
many many times
in the years when we still sang.
I quote what is relevant NOW!
If I could save time in a bottle
the first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till Eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
for I would like to share all the things
that are real
and go to the deep end of them
and work work work work
till I'll be so tired and so full of triggers
I could cradle in our hug and go to sleep,
or scream my heart out,
and you would still be there
until all would calm down again
and all be forgiven
or all mis-understandings were thrown back into the
sea.
Oh Yes!
we intend to go on and work together in 'couple' therapy..
we'll see if it works..
I feel a tiny bit jealous,
and a tiny bit suspicious (are you up to it as the
couple you are?)
and a bit judgmental, because I believe, a couple has to be taught
to counsel each other.
At least, that's what I've done, with some success,
even for money,
but most of all my children and of course I've worked
according to it
in my own relationships.
I say, I have, in the past,
because now I have no relationship, by choice. That's why I can be so whole, so total with
you.
And I know, you cannot respond in kind,
nor should you.
I only would like to know more about the people in
your life,
and I would like you to utilize well the short time
which is given to us,
and give it some priority
Then in July my mother died
(we -my sister and i- had brought her from Belgium
2 + years ago
as she was very sick, to be close to her.
And this was a great experience.... )
I did the same many
years ago,
brought my mother here,
overriding my children and my woman partner,
but won over everyone in a short time.
She didn't recognize me, thought I was my sister,
and she was always on the verge of death because of
a bladder infection.
But she lived for a year and a half,
and it was not difficult for me, the diapers, the
craziness.
And then one day I felt, she was leaving:
She said 3 times she must be free,
one of them was "free from Ramat-Gan".
A painting hang above her bed: "You are living
with Christel in Ramat-Gan in Israel".
So she got it somehow,
that I was keeping her alive, because
it was the only way to heal myself.
All possible therapy, all my work had done only little.
Even after 10 years of marriage
I dreamt about my mother, night after night, often
nightmares.
Was it the same with you? Did your mother too
give you a chance for healing yourself
by taking care of her?
When I was one year old,
my mother wrote sometimes a diary about me,
and there was written: "today there had to
be tears again."
because she had to beat me up for peeing into the
diapers.
NOw she was old and our HIgher Selves, or whatever
created the absurd situation,
that she would need me to treat her with diapers,
and at that time 1983-5 there were not yet "titulim"
for grownups.
Her "character" had shed the dark side
and she was sweet like a baby,
but needed care like a baby.
A day after she had said:
I must be free,
I felt she would die.
And I asked her in the morning: Where are you going?
She said: to Jerusalem.
She didn't know, that I would indeed bury her in Jerusalem.
Jerusalem for Christians is nothing geographical.
But there she is , buried in the Templer cemetery,
exactly opposite the road called Rachel Immenu.
Her death was so peaceful
and the funeral, created by me, so moving for my children
and friends.
Immanuel - a carpenter as one of his many skills -
made her coffin,
because they wouldn't allow us to bury her without.
IN addition
to the inner healing
it was a gift for me to have had a structure for day
and night
not too much work, for I'm extremely fast in household
things etc.
- I was working as a teacher for teachers that time
-
I mean a structure as I had when the kids were little. Most of my life I found it so unbearable to
live,
and not at all because of anything or anyone exterior,
that a structure of little things that were expected
from me
helped me function.
Today , of course, I know exactly how to structure
my time,
and by the way, it's now some months,
that I haven't had "a depression" for one
day.
Whow, that was a long story to a short information.
Please don't let it shut you down,
but rather animate you to do the same: tell me stories!
since then..and a break of a few weeks I took around
the mourning
my clinic has gone downwards until today it is nearly
non-existent
so that apart for the fact that I am missing this
kind of work...
I'm into money issues).
maybe these issues are pushing me in other-new directions-
I'm sure they will!
.
I also wish to tell you that this awakening of me through
you has in the last few days already created
emotional movement and readiness
to resolve some issues I have with my sister
(although we are really close and loving) and with an old friend of mine.
I am very glad!
May I borrow your
ending?
a carpet of tenderness to touch your soul
2003_05_20-7:22
From Me Within to You Within
Dear old friend
took respite from working with the secrecy issue
and took a long
4-pages peep and
I am in awe and respect (what a strange word)
from all you are doing with the children around you
and with Yael
this is beautiful
Mar
let's get to the point here
because what is needed of me
-or so it seems-
is trust that my choice is correct some of you will be embodying divinity
here on Earth...
as Bodies that will endure and thrive for eternity,
regardless of what form you may
choose from time to time.
However, in order for this outcome to be possible
for you,
you must choose it completely
let me tell you this
I don't!
I don't trust
I may trust
that some of the approaches and outlines in ruow
and GC are good for me
I may trust that they may hold some truth
I may believe in some reality behind them
but I don't trust completely
and i fear of choosing this completely
for nothing and no-one
has ever shown anything to be like it was predicted
because no-one has ever told me the truth
because even when I thought something to be true
it wasn't
because none and nothing is really trustworthy
because changes in my life have often come by processes
other than ruow
sometimes dramatically opposed to them
(at least in theory)
because it may all be brainwash stuff
and choosing is comitting to a way of thought
I'll permit myself a little
breach of discipline and go on after midnight
...
I was born 4.2.61 -aquarius-
Thank you for letting me
know this.
My link is not my knowledge about Aquarius,
but the fact, that Immanuel was born 23.1.63.
As an illegitimate child from a father of 2 children,
who was not married to me, and a Jew. "Do you know, why Hitler
had to come"
yelled the professor, when I handed him my M.A. thesis
together with a photo of Immanuel at the age of 7
hours, "because the Jewish bosses
always raped their secretaries or housekeepers".
I tell this only, to give you one nano of a hint,
what this birth meant to me and means to me
(I made a big powerpoint presentation of 100 photos
and documents
about preganancy, birth and his first year for his
40th birthday)
and of what I think,
when I visualize your birth
around the same time of the year 2 years earlier...
I am opening to
and
following your lead I'll be disciplined in
when to allow myself to
focus on touching you
I will discipline and focus on this issue
NOW
it is about secrecy..
you being a secret
in my life
us being a secret
although hidden under the hood of privacy
although there is nothing wrong here
and nothing wrong has been done
it might be considered
I might be blamed...
it might be not understood
on more than one occasion I have wanted to open this
up.. with E.
I couldn't
and good I didn't
for not a few minutes passed
that a tension arose around an issue concerning friendship
you mean a friendship
with another woman,
before or parallel to the friendship with me?
which although is ok.. the tension had passed unconsiously
upon something other...
or not so 'other'
I couldn't understand
that, but maybe you prefer me not understanding it
I also know I could present our exchanges as something
not threatening
it would be a shame to loose this opportunity
I did not get
this either!
I'll go on later
maybe tomorrow maybe tonight..
YOu didn't,
but you'll find the right time
And
I'll find the right time to help you in this. (Font-size unintended)
No exterior letter
from you today.
But you are within me.
You took a peep,
and one day you'll look for what's behind the pictures.
There are layers of me, of all that is.
I wrote to Immanuel yesterday
(he connected through a library
and sent 3 letters concerning "Tomer on the Internet")
that I'm not transparent in most things,
but our understanding, of what is transparent and
what not,
differs,
I need to get feedback,
and how ironic it is,
that there is no feedback at all to my site,
except the kind of what his sister said,
when I asked her if she'd found the Yael
pages: "no-one can find anything
on your side,
everyone says so",
but that R. can find everything she wants,
and do with it what she wants.
I didn't tell him, that yes there is
ONE , who gives me feedback,
ONE, who is touched,
ONE, who discovered something like pp28,
because that's the piece, he needed to read,
no one should find or read anything,
which is not relevant for him/her.
There is ONE,
who justifies my creation on the Web.
But now, this morning, there is no Server.
And I wonder, what this means. For there are no accidents.
I'm glad I could send off all those letters yesterday.
But the letter, for which I got up so early
(for I
want to go swimming,
before the
quartet arrives for the whole day,
Lag ba-Omer!) the letter in which I want to take you with
me into my feelings
about the finity of our time at this period of our
lives,
this letter might not go out this morning.
I'm breathing deeply and trembling.
Let me first respond to your "combat" (pronounced
in French)
as I call your "confrontation" with GC.
It still makes me laugh
to get such a demonstration of the truth
known to us two,
that each one attracts into his/her life, what s/he
needs to.
This
file, I wanted you to study in the orginal and
in my edition,
gives so much information,
is conveying a whole world,
but you, Mar, picked from it a single phrase,
which I, Maryam, never even noticed,
or at least didn't care for,
the phrase about having to
choose,
that I embody divinity,
that I feel like being a
mythic figure.
What is there to choose, if I already do this, am
this? What I needed was the legitimation to feel
like this,
and to stop fighting it,
and to stop feeling so guilty,
and therefore prone to be put down by the world.
Not that I reveal what I know to anyone,
because this is absolutely not relevant for anyone,
but the denial of greatness,
by "God" himself
(I quoted this in pp33b
)
brings up the Hitlers and Sadaam Husseins. And THAT's what this Letter from God is about,
for ME. To take responsibility
for my greatness,
to finally - for it's been a long, long process before
this info -
be whole with what I am.
And to yes, let me be comforted, by the idea
of the "almost virgin
earth".
Because I never could figure out,
how I could ever be happy on a planet
which is destroyed
in a humankind which is in Hell,
but now I can figure it out, without needing to escape the Hell. What for you is a contradiction,
for me is complementary - finally,
how to follow
the Mother into Hell,
and create Heaven on Earth,
at the same time.
I could make it logical, I think,
but that's not what you need.
YOu need to be triggered, I feel,
and what needs to be triggered
is the hole in your wholeness,
which is left there from all your strifes
for making sense of the suffering here,
and you tried to find "truth"
and couldn't.
I have done the same,
I could give details of it from the age of 6
when I never could fall asleep until around eleven
- a long time from eight, when we had to be in bed
, even at the age of ten -
how I was torturing myself with many of the questions
you raise,
and quite early in my life I did what you do here,
I swung thunderbolts against the God I knew
which in my case was the God preached in church.
I heard the sound of your
mail after all,
and there are three letters
And I am excited,
but I won't open them now.
I want to send this
uncensored, uncorrected,
and then run to the pool (5 min. down, 7 min. up).
My heart is so full
of tenderness for you,
it wants to spill over... MARYAM
let's get to the point
here
because what is needed of me
-or so it seems-
is trust that my choice is correct some of you will be embodying
divinity here on Earth...
as Bodies that will endure and thrive for eternity,
regardless of what form you may choose from time to
time.
However, in order for this outcome to be possible
for you,
you must choose it completely
let me tell you this
I don't!
I don't trust
I may trust that some the approaches and outlines
in ruow and GC are good for me
I may trust that they may hold some truth
I may believe in some reality behind them
but I don't trust completely
and i fear of choosing this completely
for nothing and no-one
has ever shown anything to be like it was predicted
because no-one has ever told me the truth
because even when I thought something to be true
it wasn't
because none and nothing is really trustworthy
because changes in my life have often come by processes
other than ruow
sometimes dramatically opposed to them
(at least in theory)
because it may all be brainwash stuff
and choosing is committing to a way of thought
Finetuning to my Present
22:27
Though Yom-Kippur ended 4 hours ago,
I allowed myself to go on with this most wondrous work,
driving backward , bringing forward
this "advance" of "AZ
NIDBERU" Puis
ceux qu'ils voient Ha-Shem, se parlent l'un a l'autre
il entends, il ecoute
"Advance" in its double meaning: progress and advance
payment.
I wasn't pleased when Meital, my land-lady, pushed me
to come with her to the Ne'ilah
prayer to the synagogue,
which meant - to stand or walk or sit outside the entrance
door
with women and children.
I had a hard time to accept that this was to be my experience
now -
not cuddling in the Mar-Mar miracle, but feeling all I was
feeling.
I tried to get in touch with the content of the event,
I pushed my way through the women upstairs,
I took a prayerbook, asking a woman , where we were holding,
but found nothing but a "primitive" relating to
God the Almighty,
who needs to be praised like one of the million kings in past
and present.
I tried to keep company to Meital, but this wasn't possible
either.
Things were too hectic around us, women, whom she knew, greeted
her,
and she worried about the children,
though one of the few nice things on Yom Kippur is the fact,
that the streets are completely free of cars,
and the tiniest of children run around with all kinds of bikes
and other vehicles,
and so did, of couse, Lior and Amit and their friends.
It was so cold, that even Meital suggested that I go home
to dress warmly,
which gave me a little break,
but still the 2 hours were hard to bear.
The Ne'ila was the only opportunity in previous years,
when I sometimes went to the synagogue,
and in fact, it was because Meital met me there 2 or 3 years
ago,
that she believed, I would like to go with her.
She herself once disappeared, and when I was already half
way home,
I met her - with some friend she had gone home with -
- but she didn't "let me" go home: "Come, soon there will be the
Shofar blasting!"
Finally I pulled myself together: "I'll stay here to the end,
till the last man leaves,
maybe "God" has something to tell me."
So while people were pushing out after the first blast
[there should be 3]
I drew nearer the inner entrance to the synagogue hall
and talked to "Him", gazing at the same engraving
all around,
which point out a verse I cherish but cannot translate [Psalm
16: 8]:
"Why is it, that I don't feel
anything concerning the sanctity of the place
and the holiness of this day?
On the contrary I feel disturbed and bothered by all these
"people".
It's bad enough that I have to be with "people"
in the pool everyday,
and on my travels in busses and trains,
but here, in the synagogue I would like to meet at least one
person,
who really identifies with that verse."
And a memory came back to me, which replaced the anger with
grief:
When I was a teenager, I dreamt of a man like any girl,
but "my" man was special, he loved "God"
like I did,
we would have a little sanctuary in our home,
where we would unite with God morning and night,
we - together...
When I finally walked home the short way,
I talked to "Him" angrily: What's all this bla-bla-bla that
true desire will be fulfilled,
why then does the desire for cradling and cuddling
either in YOur arms, or in the arms of a Man who feels You
like me,
why has this never been fulfilled?
Of course, I her HIM laugh: "As if you didn't know yourself,
why it's not the time for cradling and cuddling.
We talked about this just yesterday in the pool, didn't we?
You even reported it to Zipi,
that you pondered, if you should spend the first day of Succot
with your religious friend
in Neve-Eitan,
and that you understood, that this would be utterly wrong.
And you yourself know, that there must be right time for the
fulfillment of a desire!
Trust, that the time is 'just around the corner'! But right now and in the near
future you must stand alone - upright!"
So as a consolation - since I do have to stop now the Mar-Mar
work -
I'll quote two passages, which I savored today especially:
Mar:
that this awakening of me through you
has in the last few days already created
emotional movement and readiness
to resolve some issues I have with my sister
(although we are really close and loving) and with an old friend of mine.
Maryam:
"I feel charming,
it's alarming
how charming I feel
...
for I'm loved by"
a man,
w h o i s i n c o n t
a c t w i t h h i m s e l f
,
a n d t a k e s r e s p o n
s i b i l i t y f o r w h a
t h e c r e a t e s .
As every blossom fades
and all youth sinks
into old age,
so every life's design,
each flower of wisdom,
every good attains its prime
and cannot last forever.
In life, each call the heart
must be prepared courageously
without a hint of grief,
submit itself to other new ties.
A magic dwells in each beginning,
protecting us
tells us how to live
Thinking
of my dead sister Ursel Kasper,
who today would have celebrated her 69th birthday.
Lieber Martin
Eben komme ich von der "Ne'ilah" (Abschluss) des Versoehnungstages.
Meine Hausfrau mit Kindern wollte unbedingt, dass ich mitgehe
in die Synagoge.
Ansonsten war ich in meiner "Burg" allein, eine gute
Zeit, um an Ursel zu denken.
Rachel
Interactions:
19:45-21:15 Zipi , coaching...
e-mails: Arnon,
to Martin (my dead sister's birthday),
to Rotem (links interesting to her),
w. Meital, Lior, Amit to 'Nei'la'
-
crowds of people, no serious inter-action - e & phone w.
Im.:transport!