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!"

2007_02_25
The minstrel boy
updated: 2009_01_29

lyrics: Thomas Moore
(1779-1852)
tune:
an old Irish air

Now (in 2009) there are many youtube-videos on the Internet of "The minstrel boy".

The minstrel boy to the war has gone,
in the ranks of death you'll find him.
His father's sword he hath girded on,
and his wild harp slung behind him.
"Land of song!" cried the warrior bard,
"tho' all the world betrays thee,
one sword at least thy rights shall guard,
one faithful harp shall praise thee."

 

The minstrel fell but the foeman's chain
could not bring that proud soul under.
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again,
for he tore its cords asunder.
And said: "no chain shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry,
Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
they shall never sound in slavery."

Owain Phyfe, a modern-day minstrel
plays for an audience at a Renaissance fair in 2003.

Following my understanding and new lekh-lekhâ on January 1, 2009,
  that - after 7 years - I should no longer create new pages on my 2 websites,
but intermingle the evidence of new experiences with that on existing pages,
I am adding here the photos connected to Immanuel's 46th birthday on January 23,
a) Efrat's and my "Singing Together" project,
b) Immanuel's return from abroad on January 24,
c) our first celebration
(As to the second celebration - outdoors, in a cave - see Song-Game 2007, Febr.23)

 

"SINGING TOGETHER"

A compilation of hundreds of songs, which Immanuel and Efrat have been singing - on and off...- since they have known each other (1998).
Observing, that Immanuel's children and other guests would more happily and effectivly join in, if the lyrics would be better accessible,
I suggested, and Efrat accepted, that we edit already printed or familiar but newly downloaded songs and order them in four copies.
The cooperation was , of course, "accompanied" by some mutual triggering,
but "if it were otherwise", I explained to Efrat, "all people in the world would easily cooperate whenever needed or desired..."

 

"Why have you stopped taking photos altogether? "
asked Efrat suddenly & sadly - exactly   a f t er   we had completed the work of a week and cleaned away the tools and clippings
and ordered the four folders nicely on the piano underneath the composition of "Mika in the center of the family",
[Next to the folders: three song-books and a heap of loose material , which needs to be screened by Immanuel himself.]
I now was sorry myself, that I hadn't documented our cooperation at all.
But since the end of "K.i.s.s.-Log" 2008 on December 31 , I have weaned myself from my paparazzo behavior:
"I don't believe that it's me who is asking you to take pictures", said Efrat ,
who, like everyone else, was often triggered by my "documenting".
"But that is, what you have to do now", I said: "ask me to get the camera, when you yourself wish, that I "eternalize" a scene."

 

Mika helps her mother to get ready for fetching Abba from the airport. Because of a problem at the airport of Geneva, the arrival was - at first - postponed "for at least 3 hours". We were disappointed and feared, that the celebration would not work out as planned. This pictures promise something, which later... did not manifest....

 

Before we left, Mika and I took six balloons from our box of many dozens and blew them up for Abba - the six representing his closest family.
Abba arrived together with his son Alon from the annual family ski holiday in France, to which both were invited by Immanuel's stepsister Dita.

Though Alon was the first in line and opened his arms to embrace Mika, she at first overlooked him and ran towards her Abba

 

 

Alon was awaited by his mother and brother.
Tomer had spent the weekend with his mother
and she was on her way of driving him back to his boarding-school at Ben-Shemen.
After Tomer had successfully manoeuvered between his father, sister, stepmother and grandma on the on hand
and his mother and brother on the other hand,
the two "parties" left the airport through separate exits,
and in that moment Efrat lost her excitement and joy, fell into her abyss and became - as her husband called it - in English! - "gloomy".

 

Hoping I could catch different expressions of their faces, I took the same scene once more

 

 

The violet folder - with the wooden letters "singing together" on its back - is meant to be Immanuel's personal copy.
Immanuel appreciated our gift as well as the fact, that daughter-in-love and mother-in-love had prepared it together.

[The only photo I had taken of "the process" - as I discovered on my cellphone only on Febr. 10 -
contained this pretty face of the girl who sold us the colored foil for ornamenting the folders...]

 

 

See the second part of the "celebration" (which was even more "gloomy"), in the "Immanuel Cave" the next day

Here are two additional images (see more of the cave's environment in Edited Godchannel: "How we've gotten here")