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52 days of Moving and E-volving Emotions Manual - 43rd day, September 2002
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The FELT days 161, 162, 163, 164 ~ of the next 15 FELT years
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of g e f u e h l t e - g e f u e l l t e Z e i t "inmitten der Ewigkeit", f e l t - f i l l e d t i m e "amidst eternity" from the beginning of my 76th till the completion of my 90th year [unless I'll die after all] The feeling chosen from a day is exhibited in max. 7 lines per day since August 28, 2013 On 6 days of the week I learn, but Shabbat is dedicated to my main feeling: grate-full-ness. Since feelings must be vibrated~ wombed, each day closes with a song, fitting the 7 lines To challenge myself like that -while not knowing what will be "staged" in my personal and in the world's drama till 2028 , exhilarates me! |
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February 14, 2014-OHEL 16 from among its 365 appearances in the Bible
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continuing: (14)
"Nebo-Let-Go"-slow
and "Nebo-Let-Go"
- in one go =2006:
a sculpture of 21 years of my exterior creating
This photo - also by Eyal Yezre'eli,- is typical for my 21 years of wanderings: I'm sitting at the very edge of the Ramon-Crater, under an extended shade, erected with the help of Eyal (at that time I could not yet do such things alone). Eyal and his wife Hanna were extremely caring and helpful in the year 1989 - before and after the birth of "Succah in the Desert", and I want to use this opportunity to thank them again! For instance on that day, July 22, 1989 in the morning: - how would I have managed with that scorpion sting , if not for Eyal's icy bottle and his calming me? It hurt for 26 hours, terribly, but "you don't die from it, unless you are a child or your heart is weak ." With this experience I acquired a kind of immunity, so as not to be worried about my guests in the Succah. "Whoever needs the lesson of such a sting, will know, why s/he attracts it, if you don't need a lesson, no skorpion nor snake will bother you." |
What dreams will you bring to fruition this year?
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.... Rather than a pre-determined destiny, Choosing to see Beauty in all things fills
our Hearts with Gratitude. Attuning our senses to Beauty and the glorious
nature of creation Be present to the Beauty all around. |
Pay attention to when
you find yourself repulsed This provides the optimum environment This is how we Birth New Reality.
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Fireworks
in the S u n 's Atmosphere p. 102 in my morning book: LIFE NATURE LIBRARY T H E U N I V E R S E by David Bergamini 1962, revised 1973, also acquired on a street in Paris 1987. "...the sun's surface consists of a seething mass of hot gases and subatomic particles with an average temperature of over 5000° C. It is rent by tremendous turbulences from below which bubble up to form sun-spots and also cause he towering bursts nown as prominences. .... The smallest are called spicules, last only about five minutes and rise only a few thousand miles. As many as 20000 of them are visible at any one time. Much more dramatic are the spectacular forms called loops and araches, which may soar half a million miles or more and last for hours. ...." About the author: the son of a missionary architect whose work took him and his family to the Far East. He was born in Tokyo, spent his childhood in China and was a 13-year-old living in the Philippines when World War II broke out. He was put in a concentration camp and spent much of his time studying mathematics, which led to an interest in astronomy. After the war he went to Dartmouth, to study English and Mathematics.......
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Growing sunspot AR1974 is crackling with M-class solar flares and poses a threat for even stronger X-class eruptions.
Sergio Castillo sends this picture of the active region from his backyard observatory in Inglewood,CA:
"Sunspot AR1974 looks really active with minor flare activity, It hasn't unleashed a strong flare yet, but this can change at any time."
Indeed, the sunspot has a 'beta-gamma-delta' magnetic field that seems to be teetering on the edge of a significant flare......
I've
decided to demonstrate MOBILITY, LEKH-LEKHÂ, by erecting the tent every Friday morning (provided there is no rain, for right now I don't want to attach the nylon-tetraheder between the inner and the outer tent,) and by dismantling it every Sunday morning. And just as zestful as I felt towards setting up the tent, I'm now feeling towards taking it down. I'm figuring out, how to do this with as little strain as possible, in as short a time as possible, in what order to carry the equipment to the veranda, and how and where to store it there without ruining its harmony. Two things happened on the exterior level during the last hour: I felt urged to see if Reshit, my new acquaintance, was at home and invite her to come into my tent tomorrow, Shabbat.. Though I remembered the ruined step in the staircase of the park to her street, I was out of focus just for a second and ~~~~ my entire Body fell. Stepping on a non-existing step in the dark - the results were pre-destined. And yet, I fell in a way, that nothing was broken and even my glasses, which I heard being scratched by the shrubs along the staircase, stayed intact. Reshit had gone for the weekend, as I had guessed, so why did I have to go there? As the pain in the body-parts, on which I fell, left, I wondered ~~~~ thinking of Ps. 91 
For He will give His angels charge over thee, to guard thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee upon their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Since this was the day's verse in my mother's "Losungen" on her death day, it always accompanied me (s. my song) on my way-less ways in the desert. It is obvious to me, that "they" want to remind and strengthen me, that this is true also for my walking in the wayless "desert of people". Having come across the "Losungen" again, so important in my childhood, I decided to register for a daily reminder of the daily double "Losung", a verse from the "Old" Testament, picked blindly by those people, and a verse from the New Testament, adapted to it by them. I also came across the "Losung" on the day of my birth, "Wie lieblich sind deine Wohnungen, Herr Gott Zebaoth", Ps. 84,2 and this time I found it to be relevant for my life and this time. It immediately added itself to a love-song for "God": O du, mein Gott: |
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to the the other thing that "happened", I cannot yet see
the reason for its timing. Daniel Golle wrote to all his friends, that his quest for a visa was finally refused. When I asked back, what about becoming Jewish, as he has desired since long, he wrote: . I doubt that becoming Jewish would still help in my situation in terms of the visa -- I'm already on the "black-list" and Misrad Hapnim would most likely conclude that my conversion is motivated by my desire to be in Israel and thus deny the request. However, actually this fact now allows me to become Jewish, BECAUSE that won't change my visa situation (and once my mind has cleared up and accepted my new situation, I'll go through another round of self-evalution regarding that). Any recommendation regarding communities
in Europe?Thank you! No, I don't know about communities
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Oh du, mein Gott, ich sehne mich,
zu spueren in dich inniglich,
mit jedem Atem, jedem Blick,
sei eins mit mir, sei Du mein Geschick.
February 15, 2014-OHEL 17 from among its 365 appearances in the Bible
There is no verse in this long psalm which I like. Yet I quote the question of the untrusting slaves:  since the title of the Shulchan Aruch seems to originate in this verse -78:19 |
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continuing: (15)
"Nebo-Let-Go"-slow
and "Nebo-Let-Go"
- in one go =2006:
a sculpture of 21 years of my exterior creating
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What dreams will you bring
to fruition this year?
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continued In choosing to BE Love, full
remembrance is And so our Dream Seeds -- And so we grow ... |
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My Morning Postcard: Strasbourg, written by me to my mother and sister in Oct. 1958,
My Morning Book: THE DESERT , ed. by Live Nature Library, 1969,
a gift from Ra'ayah, my daughter-in-love, Micha's wife and Arnon's mother, s. below
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Alsace. to Strasbourg,
to wandering in the Vosges Mountains and most impressive - Gruenewald's Isenheim Altarpiece at Colmar Strassburg, 14.10.58 Liebe Mutti und Ursel, wir warten gerade auf den Omnibus nach Obernai, von wo aus wir ein Nachtquartier suchen wollen. Es ist herrlich abenteuerlich. Am wunderbarsten war bis jetzt die Turmbesteigung . Mit Hilfe von zwei italienischen Steinmetzen kletterten wir noch 30 m hoeher als gestattet war bis auf die Spitze. Es war zauberhaft. Der ganze Himmel grau, nur ueber den Vogesen war er aufgebrochen und das Licht strahlte geradezu ...... Heide in 1976 volunteered as architect of my Bir'am Project. |
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"My
door is open to all Your surprises"
At 12:15 a phone-call: "Are you home? I and Arnon want to drink coffee with you!" Arnon is a new driver and still needs his father as a tutor, so he drove with Micha to Be'eri, which was chosen on this Shabbat for their mountain-biking, Then they drove to Arad, with cheese from Be'eri which is a kibbutz in the north-western Negev, established 1946 as one of "the eleven points in the Negev" "What a wonderful timing for your visit!" I exclaimed when they arrived, implying the tent... "And see, what pretty tray with a meal was just brought to me by Ofir! Just for you!" "Did you know that one of my angels 24 years ago was Rami Haruvi from Be'eri? " "But you knew him through us!" "Really? He was the one who invented the Succah's belltower and the term 'hafrakhat ha-neshamah ba-shmamah'!" [instead of Ben-Gurion's 'hafrakhat ha-shmamah'] They found the tent a bit too narrow to stretch out their legs. "That's because the angle is not as it should be in an exact tetraheder. I hardly managed to squeeze the tent into the available space in the garden."  |
When they left after an
hour
(Arnon, who has rarely time for going to school - so much is he immersed in preparing his shin-shin-year, still has to do a lot of homework) I suddenly felt, that I should dismantle the tent not tomorrow, Sunday, but rightaway. It was immensely strenuous and took me 100 minutes, but the minute I finished, 4 AM, it started to drizzle ... and has not stopped since, 8:30 It hasn't rained for over 2 months I think. I saw the sign for me and still feel grateful. |
February 16, 2014-OHEL 18
from among its 365
appearances in the Bible
Coincidence:
Att the end of my 15 min. morning-functioning-game I opened the TV,
in order to record, as usual an Sundays, 3 morning-programs of 3SAT,
while thinking of Tomer and blessing him on his third day in Ireland,
and I hear: "The Irishmen are known for being
able
'to pull themselves out of the swamp by their own tuft',
and with regard to tourism, they already succeeded in doing so."
Tomer has his own little tent ("it
cost only 100 €")
in his backpack,
May he find the environment in which to erect it with companions.
what is the meaning of these metaphors for both, the Northern and the Southern Kingdom, as "her-own-tent" (Samaria) and "My-tent-in-her" (Jerusalem). At Ezekiel's time "her-own-tent" lay dismantled since at least 130 years, and "My-tent-in-her" was in the process of being dismantled in several stages. Ezekiel uses this double metaphor three more times in this chapter: verses 5+11, 36, 44 |
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continuing: (16)
"Nebo-Let-Go"-slow
and "Nebo-Let-Go"
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a sculpture of 21 years of my exterior creating
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What dreams will you bring
to fruition this year?
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continued Each unique, and yet One, Love is our Choice, Gratitude our guide We celebrate our inter-connectedness, Remembering we are All Our Relations, |
In our Great Coming Together, We Unify our efforts to support each Beloved's
choice Together we are better. Blessed BE!
Creator said...
split me in four |
It seemed to have been drizzling all night
and later in the morning it actually rained!
It was then, that I took photos of the wet tiles,
on which the tent rose up around the Aloe Vera.
On the background of one of
these three perspectives of the tent's floor of wet tiles and soil
I'm going to tell a sequence of less than
3 hours of smooth flowing, interspersed by synchronicities.
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When rushing to the bus Nr. 11 at 10:30, I judged myself for planning such a going-into-town so meticulously, like war-men are planning a battle, but exactly this metaphor let me melt away the judgment: If people would invest such planning in small chores, they would y save time in order to have time for what they really want to do. I waited 2 minutes across the triangular synagogue and greeted the driver, like all people I met later, with a radiant "Shalom". He, too, was kind. Thus I reached the Zim-Center for the first time, walked through it, while the rain was drizzling, disgusted, as usual, by the endless "show" of large shopping-halls, mostly totally empty, and obviously not only because of the weather, finally asked 2 women chatting in an entry: "I was told, that the only bookshop at Arad has moved to here." "Yes it's there, just across". No need to see more of the Babylonian monsters, I entered the big, empty book-store, and radiating on the 2 women there, soon got a book for Lior's Bat-Mitzva, that was more suitable than anything I could image: a book for a girl's growing up - including - as I saw, when skipping through just once, - what is a Lesbian, what is masturbating. I returned to the station - a woman there said: " we'll have to wait 40 minutes, and though it's raining, I'm going to walk back to turn.". Since the town was too far away for me to limp, I said "I'll hitchhike" and alreay stretched my hand out in the still drizzling rain. About the tenth car was stopping, so that the other woman could see it and come back to join me. When we got off at the center of Arad, as we both wanted, the woman next to the driver got out too, gave me a glance, and seeing that I did not recognize her quickly enough, said: "I'm Meirav, Meital's friend." Oh, I said to myself, I've bought a gift for Meital's daughter. How fitting to meet Meital's friend. I entered the center, into "my" two little shops (I hate supermarkets) to buy the minimum of products I could affortd with the 150 NIS, still left of this month's National Insurance, [after I gave Micha the monthly 1000 NIS to pay off my debts, though he said "Are you sure, that you still owe me something?" "O yes, even if I pay you 1000 NIS a month, I'll finish only by the end of May!" I didn't tell him, that I was walking the rope of an acrobat with this game, because he doesn't want me to cut down on my limited consuming to start with. But I want to play this game: to get down to the minimum of consuming. ] The woman in the shop where I buy cocus-milk, Tehina, Kusbara and shimre-bira and in the woman in the shop where I buy the cheepest vegies and fruits, seem to like me and my radiance and I like them. By now the rain had become stronger - and I rejoiced in it for the sake of the Desert Blooming. I reached the Dental Clinic, which I had called before: "Is Dr. Belinski there as usual on Sundays?" I came for "an emergency visit", so I didn't need to register for an appointment. While waiting, I took up a magazine, the content of which was the opposite of life as I love it. Yet, I'm so trained now to see signs from Heaven and coincidences in every little thing, that I paid attention to the first article (on p. 5o, everything before was advertising....), about a German born, American Jew, Aby Rosen (where his parents, holocaust survivors, once called Rosenzweig?), a billionare, who want to invest in Real Estate also in Israel, this time in Jaffo. I was put off immediately, first because of his being a Real Estate tycoon, and second because he is keen on Jaffo, and as I know already, this new trend of building posh hotels in Jaffo, lets the prices rise, and the ordinary Arabs and Jews there can no longer afford to live there. But again - a voice inside told me - let go off judging! How do you know, what pathes your vision will lead you? Via what people? This man too is a ray of the One Sun, a wave of the One Ocean, a color of the One light. I secretely tore the pages from the magazine of the Dental Clinic, with the intention to hear more on the inside, if meeting this face (that - I'm judging... - oozes out denial by definition) has any meaning, fantasizing immediately how to propose to him to combine his poshest of poshest flats+hotel-building with a tent-economy, thus giving political power to it ("o, Rachel, you cannot let go of thinking about petitioning the kaf-kaf-kaf people"). The meeting with old assistant Anna [since the long, long treatment of my teeth in 2008] ("you are the only one who stayed loyal to the clinic, all others left" - she smiled) and Dr. Belinski, who had done all that work in July-August on saving what could be saved of my teeth, was pleasant and I think, effective. We'll see about that. I left the clinic, walked towards the bus-station, not knowing, how long I would have to wait, but with my heavy backpack I didn't want to burden my hip-joint by walking along the road and through the wadi. And whom did I meet - I who doesn't know anyone in Arad and therefore never meets anyone - Daffi, who doesn't even live in Arad! She had a cardbord box with delicious dates in her arms , gave me a handful and a kiss, but had no time to linger. This was good, for when I arrived 1 minute later at the busstation, immediately a car stopped! It was Meital! When she stopped talking on her I-phone, I gave her the book for her daughter and told her the story about Meirav, her friend. Approaching "our" house, she said: I'll now come and check with you what you'll wear at the big party." Luckily she had warned me of that already some days ago, commanding: "I'll see what dresses you have! You'll not wear sandals! And I'll pay for the hairdresser!" I remembered, how outraged Efrat and Immanuel where, when once - before some festive event - Ra'ayah, Micha's wife, suggested - lovingly, reluctantly - if she could take me to buy a dress. But obviously, when Meital talked to Efrat about dress and shoes on the phone, Efrat kept her mouth shut. And I , of course, went along with Meital, both amused and afraid. Back in my home I took out 4 different sets of dresses, in my eyes one more beautiful than the other, though I rarely have the opportunity to show off with them. I also gathered some 5 pairs of shoes and sandals, all inherited from other women. When ready, I sent a SMS to Meital, afraid, that she might be ashamed after all and then simply not come. "I'm dressed for you", I wrote and she: "In a few minutes". When she entered, I saw, that my posh dress was not to her liking. But, luckily, she saw the one dress I've bought myself in the last 20 or so years, the dress for the Bar-Mitzva of my grandson Itamar (Itamar's mother, my daughter, then: "I appreciate it, that you bought a dress for this occasion") "This , this is it!", Meital exclaimed. "But how do you know if it fits me just from seeing it?" "Rely on me!" I put it on and she liked it. "But the problem is, that the shoes which I also bought at the occasion of buying this dress 3 years ago, hurt me so much, that during the Masterchef-Finale I left them behind"(I had taken with me sandals in my bag, just in case). She said - all the while crazily impatient as usual - "we have the same size, I'll bring you shoes, and also a necklace!" (though I have enough necklaces and even wore one of the two , she had gifted me with on my 74th birthday. ) "And don't wear any underskirt, but take a white shawl with you till the entrance and then put it off and put it over your arm. " I sigh and smile, while writing all this with utmost speed, though later I want to edit it. In any case, the worst - the dress-check - is behind me, oh no, not yet: she said, I should give up on going to the pool tomorrow, for at nine I'll be fetched to the hair-dresser (and of course after that procedure I cannot endanger my hair by entering the water...) And then, the pompous Bat-Mitzva party (to which I was invited already in November and on which Immanuel, the Masterchef, with his wife and daughter and mother will present as one of their, or perhaps their greatest trophy!) What has all this to do with my Tent-Vision? I'll see in time. And now, 14:27, I really shall go to the pool through the wet Wadi. |
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Shalom
Mr. Rosen, at the dentist's today I took up a magazine of July 2013 and in it an interview with you. Though you represent and do, what is 180 degrees contrasted to my vision about a "Mobile Desert Hosting Economy" in Israel and Palestine, I suddenly felt, that you could be the person to dream with. I read about you on www. whatever seemed relevant, esp. about W in Jaffo, and there were indeed utterances that resonated with me, or vice versa, I felt, that what I've been envisioning and doing for 40 years, may resonate with you. I was born 1938 German and Christian and in the year of your birth went to study in Jerusalem. In1964, I became Jewish. You were born in Frankfurt, where my father-in-law, Franz Rosenzweig, died in 1929. Maybe your name "Rosen", too, originates in one of the parts of the flower of The Little Prince... - stock, -blatt,-bluet ... Though I swore, to not again knock at the door of the people with the 3 kafs (kesef, kavod, koakh), I follow this voice, which says, you with your koakh (money is not needed) could bind together your W vision and my TENT-vision. There's much written on my website about what I did in the past and about what I want for the present, but I prefer to first encounter you face-to-face - in my tetrahedral tent (4th generation of R&D already in 1997), which I re-erect - from time to time - next to my rented one-room flat in the desert-town Arad, in order to demonstrate what will be! ~~~~~ Rachel |
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February 17, 2014-OHEL 19 from among its 365 appearances in the Bible
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continuing: (17)
"Nebo-Let-Go"-slow
and "Nebo-Let-Go"
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a sculpture of 21 years of my exterior creating
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Here, we choose This Self-Election -- of full
owner-ship, These are as follows: Aptitude - I grok
this - Firm conceptual understanding Contemplate the (K)new structure
of your Dream Seed. Stay with this intention, |
Daily
focus and direct attention on our Dream Seeds We Birth New Reality by seeing
it as SO. APAO! Aptitude
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if a last puzzle-piece on this page was still missing: this morning's
book is called ASTRONOMY (Albany Books 1979, printed in Hong-Kong, a "more recent" image I found on the World Wide Web) |
In
contrast to the galaxy and its light in the center, the photo by Micha, when he was 17-18, [which appeared instead of a postcard] lets our own sun shine through. This composition urged me to go out into the desert (since today I skip the pool, in order to guard my expensive hair-dressing), into part sun, part clouds, [collecting garbage in the Wadi...] into the delicate smell of the spring flowers, and take a picture of 2 spots of iriyot which I've been watching along my path, and the buds of which have opened now. |
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"Heavenly sign-posts"
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ENVISIONING Tents-Song - Shirat-ha-Ohalim |
