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"AU"schwitz-Birken"AU" |
Grief and Grace | Coping with Evil |
Preparing in Israel | Marian's Auschwitz-BirkenAU |
Preparing in Germany | Marian's Drawn Memories I-II |
Preparing in Polish Krakov | Harmeze - Harm&Harmony I-II |
Preparing in Jewish Krakov |
Christa-Rachel's List |
The Ashes Pond I-II |
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2012-03-30 - I discovered this "Sharing" by a participant in our retreat
(I'm now - January 29, 2009) inserting a familiar
song, Peat Bog Soldiers, about the importance of which I
only now learn
(see
a youtube video)
Die Moorsoldaten
Wohin auch das Auge blicket. Wir sind die Moorsoldaten Wir sind die Moorsoldaten etc Wir sind die Moorsoldaten etc Wir sind die Moorsoldaten etc Wir sind die Moorsoldaten etc Dann zieh´n die Moorsoldaten |
Literal translation
Everywhere you watch We are the bog soldiers We are the bog soldiers etc We are the bog soldiers etc We are the bog soldiers etc We are the bog soldiers etc Then the bog soldiers will never take |
2003_11_20 ; Christa-Rachel Maryam Bat-Adam [See also pp25 "Denial Spirits
and Asuras" and the
updates of Febr. 19, 2010 in the Godchannel file "The Asuras"
How dare I approach EVIL as a "subject"? If anyone should read this page, |
2003_11_17; updated on 2009_01_15 , re-edited
on 2012-03-27-30
Since the age of six I was desperately
trying to be "good".
In the beginning of our marriage My learning between Erich Neumann and
Reevaluation Counseling This has occurred 23 years ago, This is my ongoing failure so far,
There is no clearcut line between my
badness (in the eyes of other people), |
2003_11_17
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Does this truth help me Marian's medieval images of Evil The question that I always have been asking, Again, this is not
so far away from what people do,
Their living is lifeless, |
"the cruelty that arises from disconnecting
with feelings"
Genine Bar-El's photo of the ashes' pond
From a Letter from Adina Rosen, Safed, Israel , a participant in the Retreat "... In order to
honor the souls who went through the Holocaust , Also I was inspired from
the story by the desire to live.
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Letter from Genine BarEl, Safed, Israel, a participant in the Retreat Dearest beloved Friends and fellow Journeyers, It’s so hard to put into words how I feel after Auschwitz-Birkenau. I’ve been home one week and feel an oppressive weight inside. I feel so detached from my world. I haven’t talked much about Poland; it doesn’t seem to want to emerge from my depths. Yet I want to share. Where to begin? Let me follow the council rule – TALK ONLY FROM THE HEART. OK heart …I feel longing. Longing for our circle of caring hearts that drew close for five wintry days under the grey skies of Auschwitz/Oswecim, which, remarkably and significantly, revealed to us the most beautiful, complete and inspiring rainbow I have ever seen, just as we entered the Birkenau death camp. After a morning spent at the Auschwitz Museum witnessing one of mankind’s darkest cruelest times, we entered Birkenau – ‘place of the Birch trees’ and Zyklon B and deaths of millions – where we would spend the next four days. Just then, we were sent a message: a rainbow, a symbol of hope, just days after we read the Chapter of Noah in the Torah reading at synagogue. Auschwitz-Birkenau today is not a place of darkness but a place of hope. It takes darkness to reveal light. I felt in Auschwitz such a light, a grace, a promise of a better future if we remember the past, remember the cruelty that arises from hatred, from disconnecting from feeling and from caring about other human beings. So Auschwitz for me was feeling. Feeling the pain of those murdered, torn from their lives and families. Feeling my pain, my pain as a Jew, carrying the wounds of thousands of years of hatred and persecution. I didn’t realize I had so much Jewish pain. I thought I was just angry with my father. Or the nasty girls in my bunk at summer camp. I went to Auschwitz to go into my pain, to “plunge” into the darkness inside which I have spent a lifetime escaping. I recently discovered that I have been running from feeling. I kept myself so busy doing, “Accomplishing,” aspiring, regretting, projecting, thinking – that I lost myself. I operated from the throat up and lost touch with my heart, because my heart was filled with so much pain it was too frightening to really feel. So I went to Auschwitz to feel the pain. What better place to encounter pain and suffering than Auschwitz? And I encountered the pain in my heart. And the pain, concern and love in the hearts of the other participants who came to Auschwitz for their own reasons. And I opened my heart to them. And then I was able to open my heart to God, the ultimate light. [Genine! God is not only "Light-Spirit", God is also "Will-Feelings"!] It’s been really hard to return to mundane life after Auschwitz. It’s great to see the kids, the husband. I really love them. But the daily grind: the chores, the appointments, the business commitments – I feel like an automaton, doing what I need to do, but something is missing. My open heart, that’s what is missing. In Auschwitz we plunged into the pain, I entered into my broken heart and stayed there the entire retreat. I cried from my broken heart, I mourned from my broken heart, I listened from my broken heart, I understood from my broken heart, I loved, I sang and even laughed from my broken, now healing heart. For good measure I then fell on my head (for those present late Friday night). So how do I keep my heart open when all around me are closing theirs? Adinah my holy sister has told me to turn every question, or every should statement (“I should do this or that”) into a prayer, so… May the One who created my heart give me the courage and strength to keep it open and loving even when the enviroment is less than supportive and may I always be one with my feelings and sensitive to the feelings of others. May all you dear friends, be blessed with maintaining your open and loving hearts, and may we continue to love and support each other as we did for five wintry days in Auschwitz. Thank you all so much for making this retreat so profound and meaningful. Thanks especially to the organizers and facilitators. I miss you all very much. A giant hug to you all. And thank you all for your thoughtful emails and wonderful stories. Lots of love, GENINE |
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The Journey of the Four to Poland, October 2009
October 24, 2009
All seven days of Rotem and Jonathan, Yahel and Shira in Poland
are documented in daily videos!
Sixth Day
Rotem and Michal Zimmermann |
Rotem and Michal and Shira |
Shira |
Yahel |
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Seventh day
2013
July 2013, after I watched an interview with Zimmermann: Prof. Moshe Zimmermann brings to awareness, that the real test for understanding racism is the situation, where not enemies, not occupiers and occupied, not elite and underdog, but Germans of the same upbringing did to other Germans of the same upbringing what they did. I assume that Zimmermann did not find the answer, which can be found only , if one understands "Cain" on the psychological level and "Lost Will" on the metaphysical level.... |