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Purpose of HEALING - K.I.S.S.
- as stated 12 years ago - was and is
to help me and my potential P E E R s
"to HEAL ourselves into WHOLEness,
and - by extension - all of CREATion!" |
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I focus my experiencing and awareness on being
"a pioneer of Evolution
in learning to feel":
I let my Body vibrate and my Heart 'womb'
pain, shame, fear, boredom, powerlessness,
so feelings can >heal >guide>fulfill>evolve,
and ~~~ offer ~~~"goldmines"~~~ to us all!!
"I
want you to feel everything, every little thing!"
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Then those who see Ha-Shem, will talk
among each other,
and he listens and he
hears
yatakaalamuna allathina
yarau'na-hu ,
va-yusri va-yasma'
Dann die IHN schauen, werden reden miteinander,
und er lauscht und er
hoert
Puis ceux qu'ils voient Ha-Shem, se parlent
l'un a l'autre
il entends,
il ecoute
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It seems that I chose 26 actors
for my life's drama and those 26 actors chose me! One
common trait of all roles is "mutual dependency"
between them and me.
With 16 actors - my family - the mutual
dependency is life-long! With my landlords
at Arad & with my 6 starchildren, born
between 1986-88, it may be temporary.
My children: Immanuel, Ronnit, Micha; my
children-in-love: Efrat, Uri, Ra'ayah; my 10 grandchildren [born
1987-2005): Elah-Alon-Tomer-Mika; Jonathan-Rotem-Yael-Itamar;
Arnon-Ayelet
My landlords: Ofir & Meital+ Lior (2002) & Amit (2005).
My starchildren: Lior Oren, Zipi Winkler , Dina Strat , Meshi
Taib, Gal Mor, Boris Arons [26=YHWH=13+13=ahavah+ahavah =LOVE!]
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Interactions:
SMS to Immanuel.
A man on my way to the pool:
"The pool is closed the entire day because of some competition".
9:25 Phone-talk with Immanuel: so many problems -see intentions!
e-mail to I&E: glass angel!
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The FOCUS of MY INTENTION
TODAY
Know exactly what you want, communicate clearly what you want,
then get out of the way, live and play, and let happen what
may
11:58 [following
my talk with Immanuel and my work on the not yet solved problem
with Ido+Dvora and Sayyida-Kristina]
I desire to understand, why 3 people
contacted me, with whom there is no 'mutual dependency'!
I desire Tomer to become "parental"
to structuring and full-filling his last day at his mother's.
I desire, that Tomer will begin at Ben-Shemen
tomorrow despite the new bureaucratic obstacle
I desire, that Efrat will heal her great physical pains, but
also go down to the roots of her illness
and find the courage to leave her frustrating job & begin
a full-filling path as an artist in glass!
I desire that I. will stick to his diet & love himself for
this & also heal the c a u s e for his obesity
I desire today to balance between creating on Kisslog &
learning about "witches & angels" in 3SAT |
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Glass
angel for Efrat, who might heal her,
if she'll follow her desire to work as a glass artist
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
14:10
My Body, my Partner,
my God
I give thanks to your rejoicing in the wholeness of our soul,
which means that you do no longer have to suffer from our
mind's denials!
What a long via dolorosa did you have to drudge along with
us,
until we - by uniting spirit-mind with soul-feeling -
took the burden from you.
In the program about angels a famous woman appeared - 88 years,
with lush grey hair just like mine,
Elisabeth
Noelle-Neuman, a German political scientist (!!)
who showed the painting of Brueghel
about the angel awaiting a deceased at the end of a tunnel
[I
found it only on a web-site about "Near Death Experience"].
"I imagine with joy, how I'll experience
this!", she said,
and I was almost sad, that I won't experience it,
since I pledged to
never leave you, my Body!
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Big Brother Drama
I kept my promise to myself, to not zap into "Big Brother"
for 3 days,
and returned to it , because on the Eve of Shabbat I always
loosen my discipline.
I was fortunate: I did not only find Ranin, Leon and Shifra
still "in the house",
but taking part - for a while at least - in a singing, drumming-dancing
"happy happening" of all.
Yoni and Yossi and Shakhar were drumming on pans and pots,
Ranin and others on the table,
Leon and Ina were dancing, Itai and Einav were singing, and
only Hagit and Shifra were quiet, but present.
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bit later the camera seemed to cut out
Shifra and Ranin,
until I tried another of the 4 video screens on the
Internet.
there was Shifra - outside - talking with Ranin,
though Ranin was never seen.
Ranin to Shifra (in English):
"You are the strongest here.
Just your presence in the house gives me a lot of strength!"
Later Hagit joins the two, also only heard, not seen:
"Can I sit with you?"
I was glad, she became a part of the talk.
So , maybe, my desire was fulfilled,
and the people in this microcosm of the planet
grew through t he crisis which on
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When I finally discovered the "Laughter Channel",
where except for Shai all the "eliminated" people
were gathered
and Tzabbar, who was the last one to have been sent home,
was interviewed,
I was pleasantly surprised by the way, he talked about his
rivals in the house.
The attitude of the former participants was epitomized in
a sentence of Jenny - a long one for this silent person...
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which ended with a clear message:
"Nobody should judge anyone in
the Big Brother Community".
As I said often: One very important experience with this program,
which exceeds anything that was ever possible in humankind,
is the way, I see myself changing my judgments time and again,
or to put it in a reversed way:
realizing, how even I keep judging others constantly, be they
in "real life" or be they "virtual"....
The next day, just before the public show, I zapped in and
saw them again drumming,
this time even with Itai and Hagit in the center,
Yoni evolving into a kind of conductor.
Truly lovely!
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Nourishment from Others
The day-long theme on 3SAT: Hexen, Magie
und Zauberer - witches, magic and sorcerers
One of two old, modern witches said:
"It's not enough to preach: 'don't hurt anyone and then
do what you want!'
We say, there are three stages:
Erkenne dich selbst - know
yourself (when you are young)
Finde dein Maß find your
measure (until the menopause)
Und dann tu, was du willst: and
then do what you want !"
18:31
The following 2 programs took my breath away:
Die Heilige
Lanze - the
holy lance - a documentary
about 2000 years of history, in which the holy lance
had its effect.
I know about myself, that I too am very connected to
certain material items,
like to that little glass-angel about which I told Immanuel
& Efrat in my e-mail.
But there are many more "things" in my "house",
to which I am attached.
And sometimes I cannot overcome the pain about the loss
of one of them.
The worst pain is about the sculpture, which Rotem made
for me 3-4 years ago,
and which fell from my backpack at the Bilu-bus-station.
It was wrapped as a gift, and when I took my grandkids
- in a hurry,
and the badly packed equipment for that Bedouin boy
in the Zealots' valley,
I did not even open the parcel and never really saw
what Rotem had made.
Though now, for my 70th birthday, she made again a sculpture,
a tiny one,
this only intensifies my pain about the lost big one.
But this natural attachment to "things" (Rilke:
"Die Dinge singen hoer ich so gern")
was not the only reason for the fact, that I so often
had tears in my eyes.
I don't know, if I can put it in words here, not today
in any case
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The movie
of 1958 Bell,
Book and Candle) "Meine
Braut ist uebersinnlich"
truly deserves to have touched me so deeply:
It was a merging of the irreality of the magic of sorcery
with the "reality" of the magic of love.
Witches - male or female - cannot
cry
and they cannot fall in love.
And like angels ("Himmel
ueber Berlin", in English called: "Wings
of Desire") they prefer to be humans,
they prefer to be able to cry and to love,
even if this implies the experience of unhappiness.
"You've given
me a wonderful gift,
you've made me unhappy". And she cries.
And he says: "Now it is real
(love), or was it real then also?
Who knows what magic is!"
And then:
"Can you now stop crying?"
" I don't think so, I'm only a human being...!"
 
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What
a coincidence:
I wrote about the lost = destroyed sculpture of Rotem on the
one hand
and about the bliss of tears on the other
just before I translated these first - and perhaps only pages
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"Driving
Backward into the Future" = "Closeups
to the Past" = Healing&Harvesting my Past
p. 48-49
p.
48
continuation
of the translation on the last inserted page
colorful stones! and now look, what's left! Whoever did
this, I'll throw him into the crater!"
Dramatizing is in the genes of part of the family. Already
at the age of 5 said the little girl to a friend who had
angered her: "I'll jam thorns into your flesh, which
will never come out from it again!"
That happened on a public playground at Ra'anana,
but the juicy metaphor came to Elah already then - from
the desert!....
In that moment the aura of the moon in the east became
stronger and there, there! the moon itself pushed its
shining forehead higher higher...
Unlike the sunset which can be watched every day - this
sight can be seen only 3 or 4 times a month, depending
on when one goes to sleep.
All stop and stand in silent wonder, without words, in
revery , their hearts pounding, except for Elah.
The gap between the wondrous light there on the horizen
and the destruction at her feet caused her to break out
into tears.
Her father came back to her, hugged her gently, waited
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p.
49
subsided, and , while still embracing her said - with
the compassion of the womb {rakhamim shel rekhaem) in
his voice and in his words:
"I know, how it is, when
one creates something and it is destroyed."
The crying became stronger again and the father did not
try to stop it. He was glad for having the priviledge
to be at his daughter's side, when the pain rose. Crying
is the healing, he knew, not the pain.
They continued to walk embraced, without words. The moon
climbed up the sky fast and so it was easy to see where
their feet were stepping. Immanuel felt, that the hour
was timely to show his daughter the fact of destruction
from a different angle.
"It is not important if it was a donkey on four legs
or a donkey on two, do you still want to throw him into
the crater?" he began lightly.
"What does it help", reacted the daughter gloomily.
"If we would only create all the time and never anything
would be destroyed, what would happen? Wouldn't even the
desert run out of space ... |
A composition about how I teach to
build a rujum in 1995- in "Fight
for a tree and Flight to Egypt"
p.50-51
P.50
and where will they go and what will create those who
will come after us? - And are all the creations worthy
to stay?
Would we want to impose on others to live with what we-we
have created? -
See also what happens to the people who create something
permanent, a house, a settlement, a company -
and later they don't have anythng to dream about.
"We are fortunate, that the desert does not
allow settling and permanence and degeneration.
Grandma found the word "Succah" in the Bible,
for it designates temporariness.
And even though our cabin is permanent, we called it cabin
and not house,
and the land is not ours, for the land cannot be anyone's.
And certainly the rujum which you built along this path,
is not yours, and there is something good in that..."
"I can make another rujum", tried Elah.
The crying had finished flushing her soul and the warmth
of Abba blew into it a new zest to create.
"Yes,
for instance. And it might be, that the next rujum will
be even more |
p. 51
beautiful than the first one.
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Small
joys in the vast desert:
lichen on iron-stones,
among the "lotus" rujum,
the nicest way-mark,
which Thomas, my helper, had made,
but which had fallen apart.
Walking in the Desert.
From a series of photos
not about my granddaughter Elah,
the daughter of my son Immanuel
as in the novel,
but about my grandson Jonathan,
the son of my daughter Ronnit,
[mentioned
at the beginning of the rumum story]
a day before his 11th birthday
in 2002,
which is on April 15,
the day on which occurred also
Immanuel's and my immigration
to Israel in1964
[Beginning of the series
with Jonathan: Blue
Book Page 30-39,
the rujum picture is on
Page 50-59]
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I hadn't intended to tell who was Thomas,
an Aid's infected British citizen,
who came to us to spend some quiet time.
But 5 min. later - in a program about magic and witchcraft
in South-Africa - I learn,
that 5 millions are sick with Aids there,
and 1000 die every day,
and that the greatest rate of sexual abuse
of children is there,
because the aids-infected men believe,
that having sex with a child will heal their "Bad
Blood"...
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p. 52-53
p. 54-55
p. 56-57
p. 58-59
p. 60-61
p. 62-63
p. 64-65
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Rachel Bat-Adam
56 years ago I was born as a German, in 1964 I
became Jewish.
I am a mother of three and a grandmother of four.
45 years ago I began to search for the one creation
which I am to create in my life on this planet.
28 years ago I understood, that my creation will be
in the realm of Man's Work:
how human beings will learn to do the work which will
give them satisfaction,
and how then also the work which needs to be done in
the world - will be done,
and the problems which scream for creative people -
will be solved.
8 years ago I passed on to the last
stage of "the training" :
I converted a bus into a house, drove in it and lived
in it.
I still live in it, next to the first "Succayah",
and write in it "the vision" on a computer,
the electricity of which is produced by the sun in this
moment.
5 years ago I was inspired by "the
Succah Vision",
after I had - 3 weeks previously - began with what I
called
"a project until the age of 70:
the advancement of the issue of energy from sun and
wind."
4 years ago I discovered this wadi next to the Hill
"of the Angels' flight"
and moved to it.
After 6 weeks the sculptor Daniel Kish from Mitzpe-Ramon
had an idea
how to build "a succah"
and already after two weeks a "guest" lodged
in one of them.
Since then we create a situation here,
in which dreaming people, creative people,
can learn to connect to the earth adamah
as well as to the other human being adam,
and to thus connect creativity with realism
and to also unite creating with making a living |
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End of the novel, which I wrote within 24
hours in October 1993
in the flat of Michal
Dror at Tel-Aviv, while Michal worked as a hostess in
the Desert.
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Song
of the Day
Plus beau que ciel
plus doux que miel
l'amour embrasse
notre race
Plus pur que mere
plus dur que fer
L'amour enserre
enfin la terre
Que se taisent les armes
dans les blés et les bois
que s'appaise le vacarme
des blessés sur les toits
que tarissent les larmes
des enfants dans effroi
et la corde de l'alarme
se pourisse au belfroi
Plus beau....
Et que chante ma mere
près de feu paysan
et que chantent mes frères
de savoir Dieu vivant
et que jamais s'enterre
la reine des Gitans
et que ne s'espèrent
jamais les survivants
Plus beau....
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Better than heaven,
sweeter than honey
Will Love embrace
our race.
Purer than the Sea
harder than iron
will Love surround
finally the Earth.
May be silent the firearms
in the meadows and woods
may be southed the ruckus
of the injured on the roofs
may be quietened the tears
of the children in their terror
may the rope of the alarm
rot away in the belltower
Better than heaven...
And may sing my mother
near the countrimen's fire
and may sing my brothers
of knowing that God lives.
And may never be buried
the queen of the gipsies,
and may never despair
who ever survives.
Better than heaven...
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Actions:
climbing down
the Wadi of Compassion
but no pool.Garden: working watering
Kisslog: healing-creating
TV & Internet: learning
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Interactions:
SMS to Immanuel.
A man on my way to the pool:
"The pool is closed the entire day because of some competition".
9:25 Phone-talk with Immanuel: so many problems -see intentions!
e-mail to I&E: glass angel!
Meital passes a plate through window.. |
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Keep It
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