The 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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InteGRATion into GRATeFULLness

Fine-tuning to my Presence

 

 

2007_12_04-11, Chanuka

"God" is the lights and the shades

 

 

     
   
         
       
         

 


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On the eighth day: Grandma day at Mazkeret Batya
See the last time at Mazkeret Batya - The Four Elements ~~~~~ and the last time in Arad-Full-moon-Full-Fill-ment

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The Rosenzweig Chanuka-Song tells the story:
"Many years ago there were troubles at Modi'in"
The time was in the year 167 A.D., i.e. almost 2200 years ago.
On this night my daughter brought her two younger kids
from the young town Modi'in (founded in 1996)
to the relatively old "settlement" Mazkeret Batya (1882)
to celebrate the eigthth day of Chanuka.

 

 

 

The same theme, three realizations

When I woke up at six o'clock, one of my first thoughts/feelings was regret!

"Why didn't I take a photo of that rare scene yesterday night,
when my daughter and my daughter-in-love stood there in the kitchen,
talking to each other, while Ra'ayah made little "sufganiot" for the later Chanuka-celebration?"
Ronnit had brought her kids, and unlike at other occasions, had about 20 minutes time to stay.

 

 

 

When I heard Micha in the house,
I got up and joined him in the kitchen,
and Accompanied him,
until he entered his car
and drove to work.

I also told him about my regret:
"You would have irritated both !" he said,
and thus confirmed the fear
that had prevented me from photographing.
But then I had a fantastic idea.
When the four children slowly woke up
and started to play rightaway,


I said to Yael:
"Could you do me a favor?
Could you draw that scene for me?"
"Yes, why not"
, she said.
Arnon and Ayelet wished to make a drawing , too.

Watching the process
and seeing the results,
I'm proud of having turned a problem
into a new creation....

 



 

 



Yael
she exchanged the sizes of the two mothers:
Ronnit, the tall one, is small, Ra'ayah, the small one, is tall.

 

 

 

 

Ayelet
She gives her drawing a name: "medabbrot" - "talking" (in the female form)
She lets her mother say:

"Do you think , they (the sufganiot) are ready?"
and lets her aunt answer: "How should I know?"

 

 

Arnon:
While the girls started with the persons, Arnon said:
"I'm not good at drawing persons, so they are transparent on my drawing".
While all three worked on their creations, he was busy with drawing the exterior things only.
Only a minute before I left in the evening, I urged him to add the two mothers after all.
When he did so, we laughed and Ayelet jumped on the sink to demonstrate,
where the mothers were standing in Arnon's painting.
He lets his aunt say to his mother: "It looks tasty!"
while his mother answers: "I don't want to think about it!"
(since Ra'ayah would never eat something baked in oil)

10 days later - at the celebration of Mika's second birthday at Shoham - I got another chance:
Here they are, Ronnit, my daughter, [in white] and Ra'ayah, my daughter-in-love,[in red] talking:

 

 

 

Back to the eighth day of Chanuka, the 24 hours grandma-day at Mazkeret Batyah:

 


Lights and Shades in the Rosenzweigs' one year old garden

 

 

 

 

But before we reached those creations,
two processes had to be gone through.


 


 
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