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52 days of Moving and E-volving Emotions Manual - 39th day, September 2002
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2014 |
The FELT days 151, 152, 153, 154 ~ of the
next 15 FELT years
see below January 30-31, 2014 : the beginning
of the Ohel-Game!
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5 y e a r s = 5 4 8 0 days
of g e f u e h l t e - g e f u e l l t e Z e i t "inmitten der Ewigkeit", f e l t - f i l l e d t i m e "amidst eternity" from the beginning of my 76th till the completion of my 90th year [unless I'll die after all] The feeling chosen from a day is exhibited in max. 7 lines per day since August 28, 2013 On 6 days of the week I learn, but Shabbat is dedicated to my main feeling: grate-full-ness. Since feelings must be vibrated~ wombed, each day closes with a song, fitting the 7 lines To challenge myself like that -while not knowing what will be "staged" in my personal and in the world's drama till 2028 , exhilarates me! |
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January 29, 2014
MY DESERT-VISION FOR HUMANKIND on a Green
Card
"Dearest Rachel, 8/3/80 You can hardly imagine how happy I was to get your letter. .. .Jonathan Jacobi is coming over tomorrow and we hope to start the ball rolling here. We are now in the process of organizing a Palestinian Awareness Week (April 14-20), to present an unconventional view of the Palestinians and are in the grind of raising money - insh'allah -We'll make it. Thank you for the addresses you've sent me....." It was the turn of this card to be grabbed from the heap next to my bed, today. It obviously reached me shortly after we returned from our 30 day Partnership Tour in the USA in 1980. Since I guarded only half of the card, I can't know who sent it, perhaps an Arab American, since he wrote "insh'allah" in Arabic? |
The airy,
delicate
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Having pondered again about the "Segulah",
All through the years of "ceasing
to manifest", |
A
letter arrived from Stacey Robyn What dreams will
you seed? What is calling from Consider this: Dreams are like seeds. Until planted, their power and potential remains contained. To thrive, a life-affirming environment is required. It is the same with our Dreams. We can cast them into fields and hope something happens, that 'Life will find a way'. Or, we can choose to step into active co-creation with the Divine, to work in harmony with the cycles of Life, and nurture our dreams as they go and grow. From planting
to harvest, birthing our Dreams into Of course, this
doesn't happen in one day. It happens What are YOU dreaming up for your life right now? Is there something
in the Heart of your Heart that you Is there a cosmic calling nudging, even if you don't have words for it yet? What is the dream
that keeps coming around again Are you ready
to say YES to the Call? To plant Let's get our grow on together! We're activating a 42 Day New Years Blooming Humans journey on February 3rd. As One Heart United, we're planting DreamSeeds, tending to the gardens of our Hearts and Birthing New Realities. Remember, as we
say YES!, grow forward and take Each action, each step reveals something new, gives us fresh perspective, and moves us into deeper, authentic expression of Self. When we partner
with life, with the Divine, we are Do you believe you have the ability to create your dreams, to alter your destiny ... that you are a co-creative being working in tandem with the Divine? We do! and whole-heartedly believe in our collective power to dream and Birth New Reality. We also believe in the power of Come-Unity. By aligning our hearts, intentions and visionary actions, for a dedicated space of time, we amplify our energy and enhance our ability to thrive. Together we're better, Beloveds. We're grateful knowing that each Love-filled Dream, birthed into reality, is a blessing for all. WE are the stuff dreams are made of! So now ... what
are you ready to say 'YES!' to? |
Two Jewish women, Alice Herz (born 1903) and Ruth Dayan (born 1917), who exemplify happiness, i.e. zest-full-ness and full-fill-ment
Alice
Herz-Sommer see also a video of summer 2013 born 1903, at the age of 110 the world's oldest holocaust survivor, She swims every morning, like I do ! She says, like I do, that disciplined routine is vital. She says, like I do, that happiness comes, when there is satisfaction in work. She begins each day practicing Bach and Beethoven. "I am alone but not lonely, because my life is rich with music." In Theresienstadt "Music was our food". |
January 30-31, 2014
EXPLORING "OHEL" during the next 365-6 days
[beginning to count: ohel 1-Jer10:20, ohel 2: Nu24:5-6]
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Will the silvery pyramidal tents also look like desert flowers in river-gardens? |
In the morning-book, the Qur'an, I read about the beauty
of "appointed time" in creation:
day follows night, night follows day, sun and moon are constricted in their
ways,
and I am thankful for the newness of this day and this space on this page.
I'm also grateful for the ever new games I invent
so as to bring movement into the routine I am so disciplined to stick to.
For both is necessary for feeling balanced:
The framework of a routine
(symbolic for the structure of a pyramidal
tent
and for the composition of an Ohalah/Rihlah/Pyramidion
and for the overall grid of mobile desert hosting enterprises)
and the challenges and surprises within the routine
(symbolic for the physical, technical
creativity demanded from the hosts,
and the ever new activities of guest and guests in the ohalot/rihlaat)
The
book + card game After I got rid of an incredible amount of books (500 before I moved into my bus in 1985); 20 during the game of "hiding a book in a desert cave" at the end of 1987; many, which I left in the bus when visiting it one more time in Nov. 2004, after it had been dragged away from my inheritor Tamir to a garbage-plant; then, in 2005, some big volumes of Arab literature history etc. to a highschool-pupil in the Zealots'-Valley, and after having finally "settled" in a "normal" flat, and a cockroach plague forced me to take out of it every tiny item, I gave many more books, most of them in Arabic (since I finally gave up my superhuman strife with this language) to Gibril, once an Arab friend, a teacher who established a library in his school at Hura. Later I even now and then picked one of my French books and left it somewhere on my way to the pool, for people to take it. Today, since I've invented the book+card game, I'm sorry a bit about the latter. The game is simply to take a book , not randomly, but following the order of the books on the shelf around my bed and then to open it randomly and read a passage, and when it's relevant - it mostly is! - perhaps a page or a few pages. To this game I add taking an old postcard, (there must be about the same amount of books and postcards, some 140), and watch it, or if a letter is written on it, try to decypher it, and then guess, if there is a relevance in the combination of book and card. This - like with the clothes - gives first of all the satisfaction, that books and cards are in use! But unlike the game with the clothes - I derive much stimulation and joy from the game with the books-cards. |
I'll
mention some morning-games: - the cycle of getting-up functioning: I wake up and muse about dreams or whatever comes up, till my bladder urges me to get up as swiftly as my hip-joint allows. I take a first tour of turning on the electrical devices: rock-spring, next : the computer, next: the little heater, then in the kitchen, which is part of my one living+bedroom, the water-kettle. I put some leaves of sage in my cup and go to the bathroom, there I pee the first urine into a glass and drink it. Back in the kitchen I pour the boiling water on the sage and close my cup with the lid to let the tee steep.. All this takes 2-3 minuntes. Then I crawl back under the warm blankets of my bed, with this day's book and postcard from the shelf. After some 10 minutes or so, when Body really wants to get up, I open the closet choose what to wear>dress>put what I wore the day before back to the closet, or transfer it to the laundry (once in 2 months 2 machines manage to be filled). Back to the bathroom> rubbing a tiny amount of a healthy toothpaste into my gums, especially in the front and in the back of my still existing 7 teeth roots. Back to my room, putting my bed in order and turning it into a pretty "zulla" (a sitting-corner). Back to the bathroom, rinsing my mouth with the water-sprinkler, inserting my dentures and wiping the sink dry (since it's leaning downward, remnants of water will - in time- leave ugly traces of lime). That's the first occasion for wavering: should I comb and clasp my hair now or later, before going to the morning pool, at 9:30? Back in my room, I take my cup with the straw in the lid, go to the computer and open it. All this - including the dressing game - takes exactly 15 minutes, while all the time squalling with voice and squeezing eyes. |
The
dressing-game Since I so much hate to choose what compositions to wear, especially in winter, and since I hate the very quantity of trousers, skirts, shirts, pullovers, underwear, which are all things that my daughters-in-love or my landlady bequeathed to me,, I invented this game - already some months ago: Every morning I choose something new, thus changing the composition of yesterday. It's rare that I change the composition altogether, this costs too much thought and later too time to put back the different items. I'm still not keen on the dressing-toil, but I'm satisfied with giving each item attention in its turn and using all items in time. |
There is also
the Song-Game,
from which I choose a song for "the
7 felt lines",
and if I don't remember it well, I'm now disciplined in recording it
and rehearsing it, together with new songs, on my way to the pool .
The
OHEL Game A new game I want to invent now, is to insert a verse from the Bible, which includes the word "ohel", tent. O H E L , the consonants of which can be turned around into Ha E L = the God and O H A L I M , the consonants of which , when turned around, can be read as E L O H I M (the O and the E are vocals - not written - under the same consonant Alef. The a under Ha, too, is a vocal, not written), t's 345 times, that this word appears, and if I add the few derivations, the number is 365, like the days of the year. plus one time, when Ohel is the name of a person, together with which we even have the number of a leap year! The rule: I'll choose a verse randomly, make a circle around its number in order to not choose it a second time. This gives me the chance, especially the more the year advances, i.e. the more verses will have been quoted, to read verses again and again and deepen my understanding. |
In this extraordinary case I want to copy the entire article "Ohel"
in the hebrew wiktionary
The only image of a tent: tents of soldiers in WorldWarI ! what a shame!
Genesis 23: No Property, No Real Estate, Nothing
but a "Burial Holding"
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It has often been noted,
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An expressive
prohibition in the Bible to build houses was given to the Rechabites. I'll have to give more attention to this "sect" , so favored by Jeremiah and YHWH. [Jeremiah 35] What has always been very strange in my eyes, was, that Ya'aqov, after his separation from the appeased Esau, went to some place "and built a house", only to leave it immediately and go to Shkhem (Sichem, Nablus today) and to buy the field on which he erected his tent. {Genesis 33:16-19) Even for erecting an altar, not the word "to build" is used, as in many other cases (Noah: Gn 8:10; Abram/Abraham 4 times in Genesis and also Ya'acov in 35:7) but "vayatzev" , "set up" And why is that transit place, which he "built" , called "Succot"? not because Ya'aqov lived in succot, but because he erected succot for his livestock. I consider this story in the face of the present upheaval in the occupied territories: it is suggested, that the 350000 settlers stay where they are, but under Palestinian authority. They are mad, of course, and even started missionary work in bars in Israel, trying to win over people face to face, since the reactions on their facebook came only from right-wing people who agreed with them anyway. I start to be amused by this stupid game of 2 peoples who do not have enough self-worth and self-confidence and therefore must strive like children: 'this is mine, no this is mine.'
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Coincidence: a TV item:
the Greek-Orthodox Church has more land-property than anybody else in Israel,
an estimated 70000 dunam, 4 times the size of the town Holon.
An important neighborhood in Jerusalem, Talbiye, is leased from them until
2050
Since the believers of this church are mostly Arabs, the danger is obvious.
But the real issue is the amount of fraud connected to a business the patriarch
did with the Keren Kayemet.
All this - "just" in order to highlight the biblical message:
The land is not to be sold-in-harness,
for the land is mine
for you are sojourners and resident-settlers with me
Back
to yesterday's "Manifest of Manifesting": In the Partnership-Hymn , this land is yours and it's mine too, which - in 4 languages - came as the song of today I was struck by two "concepts" implied in it: the first: Hebrew: "shutafut hi gam daerekh ve-gam matarah" English: "We are partners both in way and aim" German: "die Partnerschaft ist uns der Weg und das Ziel" The vision is not about a house that will be built and then it's permanent, or like the sad joke about the industrious Sueban people into whom I was born: "schaffe, schaffe, spare, spare, Haeusle baue, sterbe" laboring, laboring, saving, saving, little house building, dying, what happened with those men often at the age of 40-45. I want to manifest something, which bears the seeds of more manifestions in it, like it's written about the trees created on the fourth day: with their seed in it. The second concept is actually the same: both, way and aim, have to contain a challenge: English: "the challenge of our common goal and mutual trust, they make us whole" Hebrew: "inyan meshutaf, ma gadol ha-aetgar, imun hadadi, bitakhon ke-mivtzar" Arabic: "tashaarukuna khairu tahaddi, yahmina min kulli ta'addi," |
Green Gallery News to the right: also connected to Bithania-Elite Entry Illustration to "Qehiliatenu" (our Community? combined with Yah?) |
From
"The
Temporary Jew" : Tents and Dwellings [Though I'm glad I came across this essay, I must state, that I do not support the differentiation between ohalim and mishkenot. First of all, it is a poetic "parallelismus membrorum", i.e. meaning the same. More important: a "mishkan" is nothing but an extended ohel, - that's why the center in an Ohalah/Rihlah, where the hosts sleep and where they cook and host their guests for meals and activities, will be called "mishkan"] This week's Torah portion, Balak, tells the amusing story of Balaam, a prophet and archenemy of the Jewish people, who was summoned by the Moabite king to curse Israel. In the end, in lieu of curses, the prophet gushes forth the most splendid poetry ever written about the uniqueness and destiny of the Jewish people. His poetry has become classic, a wellspring of inspiration for thousands of years. ..."How goodly are your tents, O Jacob; Your dwellings, O Israel!" This is a verse Jews came to love so profoundly that they start the morning prayers with it every day, for 365 days a year. The opening of our prayers is not with a quote from Moses or another Jewish sage or poet, but with the words uttered by the gentile Balaam. ....“How goodly are your tents, O Jacob; Your dwellings, O Israel,” Balaam says. ....What is the difference between tents and dwellings.... In the physical sense, the difference between a tent and a dwelling is simple. A tent is a temporary structure, initially designed to be taken apart with the same swiftness it pitched, while a dwelling connotes a permanent edifice and residence. On a symbolic level, “tents”
and “dwellings” represent two diverse spiritual pathways.
There are human beings who carve out of their hearts a permanent dwelling
space for the Divine. .... |
Others.......................................................
It may be, for example, a few moments before sunset. A Jew, immersed in work, suddenly reminds himself that he did not “daven mincah” (pray the traditional dusk service). .... This Jew by no means creates a fixed and permanent dwelling for G-d. At best, he erects a tent, where he and G-d spend a few moments together… ........... Jacob erects temporary tents for G-d; Israel builds permanent dwellings. One might think that it is the dwellings of Israel which are embraced by G-d. Jacob’s tents are at best tolerable, but not desirable. Comes Balaam and declares: "How goodly are your tents, O Jacob; Your dwellings, O Israel!" Not only are Jacob’s tents goodly and beautiful, but they are, in a way, given preference over Israel’s dwellings! First the Torah declares, “How goodly are your tents, O Jacob;” only afterward “Your dwellings, O Israel!” .....When a human being, bogged down by a myriad of pressures, frustrated by the void of meaning and truth in his life, tears himself away for a few moments from the turmoil and says, "G-d, liberate me from my tension!" This person .... fuel sa longing for meaning far deeper and truer than any spiritual longing ever experienced on the landscape of paradise.
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February 1, 2014 -OHEL 3 from among its 365 appearances in the Bible
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I've
just begun to play the Ohel-Game and already I pick Ha-Ohel, THE tent, which is always the Ohel-Mo'ed, the Tent of Appointed Encounter. How am I to play the Game, if half of the verses in which Ha-Ohel appears refer to the "God's" Dwelling Space, mishkan, and often with rendering its technical details? |
comment:
see how much space take the lines in the non-Hebrew languages! Since those non-Hebrews never lived in tents, or so it seems, they have no word for what here is called "tapestry"/"Teppich" and in other translations "curtain"/"Vorhang". This was maddening, when I worked with non-Hebrews on the pyramidal tent. The lack of an English term is an even greater pity, when yeri'ah is used as a metaphor like in "... notaeh shamayim ke-yeri'ah", to which I gave a tune recently [2014songs, Jan.Nr.1] |
A model of the Ohel
Mo'ed or Mishkan at Timna park in the Desert
The
English Wikipedia defines:
"The Tabernacle (Hebrew: mishkan, "residence"
or "dwelling place"),,
was the portable dwelling place for the divine presence
from the time of the Exodus from Egypt .....
This
image painted in the 19th century shows a tight togetherness between "God's"
Ohel Mo'ed and the tents of the Hebrews.
These tents are imagined in the form of the Egyptian square pyramids, not
in the form of tetrahedrons, triangular pyramids.
What I don't like, of course, is the way the sheep are led to slaughter. My
name, Rachel, is the term for "mother-sheep"....
The
dust road on which I
would soon walk to Gadi and Efrat Today, 2014, I came across this subtitle, as if it wanted to remind me!! and reinforce my hope that Gadi & Efrat will both become my "Aaron". |
Today is Shabbat and Rosh Chodesh
Adar I, 5744, and the first of February, 2014.
I am choosing this rare synchronism for yet another game:
Each day I'll insert a - relevant - passage from the
past "Nebo-Let-Go"
towards the future, real, mature
of the Mobile Desert Hosting Economy
"D
I E !" was
Moses told, but why ? 2010_01_25: I apologize! the
reason was not dumb at all, as I learnt now: You should have f~l~o~w~n with
the water and walked "humbly
with your God!" |
(1) "Nebo-Let-Go" and "Nebo-Let-Go" - in one go
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Relevant
excerpts from August
25, 2013 ...... LEARNING TO FEEL! Learning to feel, i.e.not only learning to savor the moment - or a so-called "enjoyable" situation - but to savor any feeling, be it "unpleasant" or "pleasant", or in my terms: "kicking" or "uplifting". The chasing after "excitement" [rigush] - and if not in life- then in drugs - does not full-fill us on the long range! Those moments are too few to fill a life; moreover - often "excitement" screams for greater "excitement". But learning to savor this, this feeling, this smallest feeling, be it "kicking" or be it "uplifting", may it come up in my present ("oh why is my belly so fat") or from my past ("oh why must I be reminded of that!" ), produces "the intensity~~the vitality of experience", for which I yearn, be it awarely or unawarely! The reason that this intensity of experiencing, this savoring of living seems to be possible only in rare moments, is, that so many "holes of the harmonica" are blocked by Lost Will: denied feelings, despised qualities, overridden needs, dwarfed greatness. Even if you agree, that feeling has to be learnt~trained, just like thinking, just like 'bodying', -you will not come far, if you neglect to recover your Lost Will, i.e. to vibrate and to womb it, and to find goldmines in what has been denied, overridden, shoved into the dirt for so long. |
RECALLING
experiences towards
the MANIFESTATION of the MOBILE DESERT HOSTING
ECONOMY June 16, 1996
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