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!"
K.I.S.S. -
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Keep It Simple Sweetheart
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NIDBERU"
- My
new Midrash and song
in 5 languages
about the prophecy of Malachi
3, 16
["YHWH" is named "HA-SHEM"= The
Name]
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How Learn And
I The Train
Heal Conditions In
Myself For Creating
Into Heaven Those
Whole On Conditions
Self-acceptance Earth Daily
Click!
Then those who see Ha-Shem, will talk
among each other,
and he listens and he
hears
yatakaalamuna allathina
yarau'na-hu ,
va-yusri va-yasma'
Dann die IHN schauen, werden reden miteinander,
und er lauscht und er
hoert
Puis ceux qu'ils voient Ha-Shem, se parlent
l'un a l'autre
il entends,
il ecoute
Actions:
To thepool
(2)
second time: closed!
climbing up and down
the Wadi of Compassion
Garden: working watering
Kisslog: healing-creating
TV & Internet: learning
Preparing food. Cleaning
Interactions:
Amit , Lior,
Ofir, An
angry exchange in the pool
to Ofir; don't override my plants
Know exactly what you want, communicate clearly what you want,
then get out of the way, live and play, and let happen what
may
I don't exist to realize my desires, rather my desires exist
to give me reason for creative action and pretext for loving
interaction! 7:18 "Greatness is a matter of feeling
good about oneself and one's accomplishments" I desire to radiate to all
actors in my drama, be they part of my family, my country or
my planet ,
that I "accomplish" by living every feeling, thought,
action & interaction - awarely & grate-fully!
I desire to complete most of the kisslog pages,
so as to be free for the 24 hours of Yom-Kippur,
and then - for joining my family, including Immanuel and Tomer
- with great loving energy.
image
of the day:
Golgi-stained neurons
in the somatosensory cortex of the macaque monkey.
hodayot [thanksgivings] for
today
My Body,
my Partner,
my God I give thanks to our cerebral
cortex,
a structure within the brain,2-4 mm thick, that plays
a key role in memory, attention, perceptual awareness,
thought, language, consciousness.
In dead, preserved brains, the outermost layer of the
cerebrum has a grey color, hence the name grey matter.
it is formed by neurons & their unmyelinated fibers,
whereas the white matter below the grey matter of the
cortex is formed by myelinated axons interconnecting
different regions of the nervous system
I'm grate-full for another day of feeling
wonderfully well,
in body and soul,
deeply connected within and without,
excited towards completing-creating what I've lived since
Sept. 19,
enjoying the pool and my walks to and fro,
enjoying my garden, enjoying eating ("do
you have food?" worried
Efrat and I laughed a lot,
but, indeed, the last leftovers in my fridge will last just
until I'll indulge in my family's food again..)
The Big Brother's method of letting
the public choose
- not whom they want to see "eliminated",
but whom they want to watch in "The House",
produces an interesting result:
Though the intrigues of Asher and Einav and much of
their behavior in general
hadn't been "nice",
the public wanted then to stay on.
The one, who had to go, was Keren, a less dramatizing
participant.
I was sure of this before, as I had been sure concerning
the former "outcasts",
nor was I sorry for this myself.
The assignment this week could be carried out by only five people
in the Big Brother Community:
"Imitate a complicated dancing clip
on 4 walkers".
I was sure - and glad - that Ranin would be among them.
I zapped into some of the moments of their exercising.
The cooperation made me happy:
Leon and Tzabar, Ranin and Vanessa and Itai as the choreographer.
The Ten are waiting for the verdict:
Whom did the public choose to leave in "The House"?
Yossi and his daughter Einav are among the candidates
proposed for "elimination"
Above
Itai - the glorious choreographer of the dance-clip ,
appears Asher, seemingly contrite. And for good reasons
I'm glad, he and Einav could finally make up with Shifra
and Tzabar:
They agreed, that next time, when they would feel bothered
by an action , which "violates their religious feelings",
they would approach Shifra directly and not intrigue behind
their back
Einav and Keren are awaiting the verdict. It was Keren
who had to go.
Shifra - from the
video which hopefully will be available also in the future
-: "Asher, do you really believe,
I hurt you intentionally?
I did so many things
in order to honor your (religous) feelings!
I, for instance, use the right sponge
(not mixing up between kosher and non-kosher vessels), and if you had just given me a hint,
that my cooking on the feast was causing you pain,
I would have stopped immediately."
Also Ranin is very concerned about
what happened...
I saw the movie on a DVD already
2 years ago, but now in the context of the "trilogy",
(the weekend loop of Channel 23)
i.e. together with "Keys to the House" and "Don't
be Afraid",
it moved me so much more.
I recorded the healing music at the end of "The Camel's
Tears" [see the new song], like
I recorded the healing music at the end of "Don't
be afraid".
Byambasuren
Davaa , director and writer, born 1971 in Ulaanbaatar,
Mongolia, After studying international
law and film at Ulaanbaatar from 1993 to 1998, she has
been a student of the "Hochschule für Film und
Fernsehen" (University for film and television) in
Munich since 2000.Worked for Mongolian television from
1989 to 1994
.Luigi
Falorni , writer, born 1971, Florence, Tuscany,
Italy , Graduated from the School
of Film and Television in Munich (2003). Founded two
music bands. Attended a directing course at the Cooperazione
Schermobianco from 1990 to 1992.
User
Comments
The Story of the Weeping Camel provides
a universal message of how we all need love to survive
delicately laced into the tale of a sad little camel,
4 January 2004, Los Angeles
...Narrative documentary is truly an appropriate expression
for this wonderfully unique and intriguing little gem,
The Story of the Weeping Camel.
As you watch the fairly simple tale
of a camel that after a grueling birthing of her albino
calf, she decides she's not interested in the ideas
of motherhood and abandons the newborn to fend for itself.
Sounds positively dull until you start
to watch this young mother and the footage the filmmakers
gathered and you are pulled in - mesmerized, "How
did the film crew get this?" It feels like a documentary,
looks like a documentary but then there's the story
obviously running along side the remarkable footage
that you realize is scripted, storyboarded and a team
behind the lens have planned. Amazing.
In
the spring of the Gobi Desert, in South Mongolia, a
nomadic family of shepherds has troubles when one camel
has a tough two days delivery, immediately rejecting
the offspring. The family unsuccessfully uses their
best efforts trying to force the female to accept and
feed the newborn. When there is no further hope of saving
the animal, they send their two sons to bring a musician
from the nearest town to perform a ritual and save the
"baby camel". Written
by Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
From
A User Comment from Ohio, july 2004 ...The ceremony to reconcile the
mother and calf includes primitive music by a teacher
and impressive solo singing by a young woman. No one
could possibly turn to TV while watching this transcendent
act. `Whale Rider's' heightened sense of the magical
in the mundane and the unbelievable bond of young and
old is the only other recent film I can think of to
approach this film's simple power.
`The Story of the Weeping Camel' is
as slow as the culture it shows, so be cautious about
bringing restless city children. The story lingers on
the actual birth of the white calf, possibly disconcerting
to the younger, inexperienced members of the audience.
Then why do the film's characters get such joy out of
the minor warnings I just gave? It is their life, as
blessed and happy as any you will see on film or anywhere
else on earth.
The camel's soulful cry in the vast
desert will stay with you. As Lafcadio Hearn said, `If
you ever become a father, I think the strangest and
strongest sensation of your life will be hearing for
the first time the thin cry of your own child.' And
that goes for the mother's cry as well
The way Odgoo cared for her baby
was the same way
she cared for the camel mother.
She sings to both,
the human baby and the animal mother.
And it is moving me to tears right now
(Eve of Yom Kippur 13:28)
how the man, the professional artist,
and the woman, the mother,
cooperate
there - in the Mongolian desert....
Finally the camel mother lets her camel
baby drink from her udders....
These are images of the wonderful
"actors" - shown at the end of the movie
From
"The
National Center for Jewish Film"
"Overture to Glory" (Yiddish: Der Vilner Shtot
Khazn)
The cantor of the Vilna Synagogue, played by the great
real-life cantor Moishe Oysher, leaves behind his prayers
to perform in the Warsaw Opera. He struggles to balance
the appeal of his newfound fame and notoriety with
feelings of guilt and responsibility toward his family
and community.
Featuring perhaps
the most convincing scenes of synagogue life in any
fiction film, Overture to Glory begins during the morning
service on Rosh Hashanah and ends at Kol Nidre, making
the story a kind of redemptive journey during the days
of awe.
"Seldom has the Jewish faith
been more nobly and beautifully espoused as it is in
this film.... A milestone in the course of Yiddish film
making." The New York Herald Tribune
A famous cantor, Moishe
Oysher,
who once sang
Der Vilner Shtot Khazn
Der
Vilner Shtot Khazn ("The Vilna City Cantor")
1940, USA, a cantor in Vilna, with a renowned voice. Two
men come from the Warsaw Opera to hear him sing the "Kol
Nidre" on Yom Kippur and are so impressed that they
introduce him to European classical music and to reading
sheet music; they convince him, against the wishes of
much of his family (and especially his father-in-law)
to become an opera singer in Warsaw.
He
leaves his job as the Vilna cantor, and seems at first
to be on the path to fame and fortune as an opera star
in Warsaw, when the news arrives that his son has died.
Grief-stricken, he stumbles over the aria he is supposed
to sing, starting instead into a lullaby he used to
sing to his son. In disgrace, he also loses his voice;
he tries to return to his life in Vilna; finally, his
voice comes briefly back to him on Yom Kippur. He sings
the first few lines of the "Kol Nidre", then
dies of a heart attack.
In the Israeli production the Khasn is called Joel David
I sent Arnon the improved Alef-Bet-Song
,
but he is still not content!
I intended to talk with you right after the noon-pool.
When I arrived there, it was already closed, since 12:00.
So I ran back through the Wadi of Compassion - to YOU.
"It's not because you want to
atone for something, right? "
No, I'm wholly whole - with YOU,
of course - but also with all people.
There is nothing I need to forgive and no forgiveness from
others is needed.
It's the lack of wholeness with myself concerning one "thing"
only:
My obsession, craziness, madness, sickness with my greed to
create.
"The greed to create! That's a good pun, isn't it?"
Yes, but
even laughing at myself doesn't help me!
Look at the process of the last 4 hours for instance:
I was so sure - having "completed" today's altar
already at 8 o'clock,
and the sculpture of the Big Brother experience at 9:06,
i.e. before I left for the morning pool,
that I would have some 7 hours before me for completing previous
pages,
except - yes "except for" the greed to create a
sculpture of the Camel's tears.
"Of course", while diving into this task, I discovered
info and images,
which I hadn't taken into account.
So how to balance between those 9 or so good, official images
and my blurred screen photos?
And how to find space within the limits of my kisslog game
= 1200 kb?
While being confused and also frustrated with myself,
something else "interrupted":
I sat on my bed to eat a delicious bun with butter
and the last drops of my date-honey,
and, as usual, opened the TV, believing it would be the Big
Brother scene.
But no, it was an extraordinary Yiddish theater-play ,
and this in the morning on Channel 2, not interrupted by commercials!
Of course, I said to myself, it's the Eve of Yom Kippur.
I just started to become fascinated, when there was a knock
on the door:
The kids stood there, Lior with a box of Cottage cheese in
her hands,
and Amit with a cup of a kind of joghurt.
While Lior left after a short while, as commanded by her parents,
Amit, of course, was excited to find himself in the room,
which he loves,
and me on the bed, which he also loves,
and when he saw the camel photos on the computer,
there was no way of expelling him.
I told him the story and let him click the slideshow on the
Internet.
When he was fetched by his father, I was even more confused.
At that moment I didn't want to do anything, but I DID go
on with Kiss-log,
"except" that the TV was on "mute", and
when I glanced at the screen,
I was again attracted to "the Vilna Khazn",
and this time allowed myself to watch it to the end.
So many feelings came up, all
this nostalgia for "Yiddishkeit"...
I remembered Asher, how he was sure, he would be left in "the
house",
since he was the one to provide the "Yiddishkeit"
for the others
during Yom Kippur and Succot.
I also thought of my thought this morning, if I should use
the opportunity
to drive or even travel by public transport to Neve Eitan
and sit with my friends and the baby Ashir-La-El in their
succah.
By the way, what do you think about that,
before I'll come to my point - the Greed to Create?
"Do you really ask?
You heard the answer already in the pool, didn't you?
IT IS NOT RIGHT TIME FOR YOU TO INITIATE ANYTHING!
IT IS NOT RIGHT FOR YOU TO CUDDLE IN YIDDISHKEIT!
or in any other form of religion for that matter,
it's cosy and comfy to adhere to tradition and religion,
but it's much too limiting for you and what you are here for.
Unless you are invited by somebody inside our outside your
family,
I advise you to stick to your al-one-ness in your castle.
Do not even go into the desert for lack of the pool tomorrow!
Dance your "sama'a",
whenever Body feels need for movement,
drink freely and - since you want to express your solidarity
with Israel -
fast as long as it does not sidetrack you from what you want
to "do",
and then eat only those dry Pesach-biscuits (!) from Efrat's
mother.
And before you even come to your "point",
let me advise you:
do not try to change your pattern, your obsession!
How often have you heard this: things will change by themselves!
On the contrary, if you can't flow with this pattern, nor
dive, nor fly,
then run with it, chase after it, let it chase you,
yes, yes, plunge into the madness with all your boiling energy,
it will peter out by itself...
for no energy in manifestation can run and chase forever!
And since you are also able to say "stop"!
then follow your heart, which yearns to make use of this Yom
Kippur
and continue to edit the Mar-Mar May 2003 story
and enjoy all your feelings, the love, the creativity, the
hope,
that your peers and your peer are just around the corner...
"What are deeds to us, what are honor and bravery to us!
For all your manifestations in matter we must give thanks!,
For all your materializations in my feeling I do give thanks!"
Actions:
To thepool
(2)
second time: closed!
climbing up and down
the Wadi of Compassion
Garden: working watering
Kisslog: healing-creating
TV & Internet: learning
Preparing food. Cleaning
Interactions:
Amit , Lior,
Ofir, An
angry exchange in the pool
to Ofir; don't override my plants
"
I wanted to be faster than you....
