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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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24, SHABBAT, -at Arad
- Rotem's 15th Birthday
Re-edited on May 24, 2013
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MY INTENTION and PLAN for
TODAY
Know exactly what you want, communicate clearly what you want,
then get out of the way, live and play, and let happen what
may!
7:20
I desire to lovingly accept
the zigzag racing of manyfold miniscule grey feelings of discontent,
I desire to simply breathe-move-sound them without judging,
analyzing or trying to change them
I desire to better absorb "attacks"
of exterior "stimulations" into my communion with
The One.
I desire for Rotem
to enjoy her blessed being in this world and to heighten her
impact on it.
I desire to fulfill the role in her drama, for which she has
chosen me and keeps choosing me. |
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Granddaughter
and Grandma
Febr.23,2008
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hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
7:51
My Body, my Partner,
my God
I give thanks to you ~~~~ for your basic
needs,
like the urge to pee, which wakes me up at night and in the
morning,
and the urge to do many tiny physical routine jobs in house
and garden
and the urge to move and walk and swim, swing,sing between
sitting-lying,
and even for the addictive urge between 10 AM and 10 PM to
eat & eat.
I give thanks to you for all these urges, because they balance
me:
my "soul", when it is flooded with "not wishing
to exist",
my "mind", when it flies away with some glorious
dream or plan.
I give thanks to you for forcing me thus to make me aware
of you,
you, my real partner, my true home!
I am grate-full for Rotem's
choice of me as her grandmother.
I am grate-full for the 15 years of history between the two
of us,
especially since her age of 2 years and 5 months - like Mika's
age today -
when she during
my holiday with her family in Colorado and YellowstonePark
invented the word "shablulaala"
(shablul = snail) instead
of "spiraala" (spiral).
I am grate-full that major details of
the Eilat tour with Yael, Arnon, Rotem
have been clarified, and the option of sleeping at Ilana
Offer's canceled out.
& the "accidental" encounter with Sefi
Hanegbi entailing no further involvment
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Rotem and Tomer - names which are composed of
the same Hebrew consonants and therefore have the same numerical value
- 1 - at Shoham, Dec. 2007
I don't know why I came across this sculpture
of the Hagar-Yishma'el drama,
when I looked for the photo of my wooden spiral for this page for
Rotem.
But I want to insert it here anyway;
A Game with Rotem's Shablulaala
"a spiral is a curve that twists around a
fixed center point;
it is a three dimensional curve turning around an axis, helix".
In October 1995 I visited my daughter's
family, then with 2 children only,
while they were on a 2 year study leave in the USA, in Boulder. Coldorado.
I was fascinated both by little Rotem's invention "shablulaala"
instead of "spiraala",
as by an artistic spiral, hanging from the ceiling, composed of movable
wooden pieces.
By the end of my visit, Ronnit gave me
the same kind of spiral as a gift.
This spiral moved with me wherever I moved to with my bus, and later
to my flats.
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The shablulaala
on my veranda
at Modi'in, Rotem's town.
from July 2001-June 2004,
suspended between David's
bells
and Arnon's
"Flag of Love"
among passiflora vines and fruits,
under my triangle tent roof.
2002, The 'shablulaala' after
a rain,
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e-mails with 3 blessings for Rotem and her response
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Even while I lived for 150 days in "Noah's
Cave", in winter 2003-2004,
the shablulaala was hanging from the rock above my water container.
I invited the two May-birthday-sisters, Rotem & Yael, to sleep
in the Cave.
Since I have "settled"
in Arad,
the 'shablulaala" is again suspended on the veranda,
this time between two different versions of bells,
and spirals around - moved by the slightest wind.
When the wind is strong,
some of the wooden pieces either clump together
or separate from each other.
I then have to use my hands and eyes to re-arrange the pieces.
Thus my shablulaala is always alive....
Changing the perspective ~~~~ produces ever new
"sculptures"
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These last images
which I took while standing on the table underneath.
The slightly different perspective produces a slight difference
not only in the arrangement of the pieces
and in the shape of the curves,
but in the color of the wooden texture.
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If I "had time", dearest Rotem, I would
study the phenomenon of the spiral vortex,
so frequent in nature,
and learn to understand both: its practical functionality and its
mystical implication.
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