Noah's Diary- 40th Day of Realization
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Continuation of
A verbal-visual requiem
to what was my Salt Sea abode
from April 1999 to April 2003

 

A simulation of the way I slept in my refuge and made fire to cook there in June 2000, photographed by Shmuel Shaul, the first person to accompany me to the location of Noah's Shore, a vision born on my 65th birthday on my way from "Succah in the Desert" to the Ramon Crater, before sunrise.

On the peninsula, visible on the right,
Shmuel, with his power to sense the energy of the earth, indicated the location of the future pond.

I know it now:
I needed to experience that space between the borders,
that no-man's-land,
so the vision of Noah's Shore could be implanted in me 3 years later...

For two weeks I suffered the unbearable heat at night.
The rock was like a heat radiator, with no breeze from the Sea to counter it.
I sprinkled water over my long frock to keep it wet all night through.
It hardly made a difference.

One morning - on the last day of June 2000 - I knew, it was over.
I still had no clue as to the meaning of this experience and experiment,
except that I was certain, that it had a meaning.
At least I had highly refined my survival skills.
Those would be needed one day,
when the time would be ripe to realize my Desert Economy Vision.
Now it was time to leave the exterior plane and go inside,
to do my own healing into wholeness.

Little did I know, that there were two more experiences to go through:
living in my tent for half a year in the garden of my daughter in Modi'in,
i.e. in a non-desert area - in the following winter, the rain season,
and getting lost for 44 frightening hours in the Pyrenees in the snow of May 2001.

Nor did I refrain from visiting my springs about once in two months.
There, at the Dead Sea, between salt and sulphur, was my true home.

This is how that new sulphur pond looked now, in January 2004, about 2-3 m lower, collapsed, surrounded by tamarisks, which grew since then.

And there, at the Dead Sea, is still my home,
only 2,5 km further north, on a shore without the tiniest trace of vegetation.

Now I am back in the present: After that walk south - my soul depressed, by body hating the sun - I reached the nature reserve on that shore opposite the Fieldschool. I repeat, that I lived there for 3 months under a 2 dimensional triangle. I repeat, that I paid for the accumulated fines until last February. Now there was no human being anywhere. The tamarisks had grown into a jungle and passing was difficult. I reached the tiny juncture on a hardly visible trail, from where I had made a few steps to the lower level, where my carved out sweet waterpond was (some meters to the left) and then my almost natural sulphur water pond and mini niagara (some meters to the right). The juncture then was indicated by a tiny new tamarisk bush. In time it grew and greened and now it's dry and dead When I visited my springs the last time - together with my grandson Jonathan -, I could watch the beginning of the deterioration which now struck my eyes and my heart: the place next to the pond which I had carved out in May 1999, now filled with tamarisks, that spot , on which I had lain paralyzed - in half shade - for a week had collapsed and created an abyss of at least six meters:

But there was also new beauty

A new composition of waves, gravel and stones - each one a sculpture of wind, sand and sea
and the protrusion of the shore in the south,
where in 2000 a tourist boat was anchored.

A dead tamarisk - beautified by the salt of the Sea

Since the jungle of the tamarisks had made passage too tiring, I decided - for my way back - to use the road.
I climbed up what was left of the steps I had prepared in 2000
and focused on the road sign at the beginning of the ascent to the border sculptures.

From "shalem", which means "whole" is derived "shalom" = peace. Jerusalem in Hebrew is Yerushalayim. shalayim means "whole and whole"

It says: Mitzpe-Shalem 13 km Jerusalem 75 km

"mitzpe" (like in Mitzpe-Ramon, the closest town to Succah in the Deert) means "observation point" or "watchtower". Mitzpe-Shalem, one of the only three settlements on Palestinian land along the 50 km northern shore of the Dead Sea, was called after a person named "Shalem", but for me this name predicts

that the road between Shalem and Shalayim will be the road of SHALOM

A last good-bye to the shore of my vanished mini-empire
and an arrow - a tree trunk pointing north - into the direction of Noah's Shore

YHWH - It IS HAPPENING
y e s h  !    -    i t    i s  !