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2004_03_18
The time is spring, 3 weeks before Pesach.
More and more people find the path to the spring,
marked by discarded plastic bottles filled with sulphur water .
Recently even a group of 20 guys camped for a night right next to
it.
We, my (not-yet-committed) partner Yuval-David and I, cringed...
But sooner or later we will be discovered
and we should be discovered.
Instead of making a sign: "Do not litter! Do not, not, not..."
I remembered the
3 conditions of turning a negative dependency into a positive dependency,
a "Partnership".
My aim in the following flyer
"To the Brave-Ones who discovered the spring
which is holy to me" ,
is to create a "common interest" with visitors to Noah's
Shore!
I put the flyer in a basket within a basket
(discarded near Jericho and found by Yuval-David
and Paz)
next to my
grandson's love-flag,
and now we'll see.
To the Brave-Ones
who discovered the spring
which is holy to me,
on "Noah's Shore"
I, Christa-Rachel, have this request:
during your blessed stay
give your understanding heart
to the realization of my dream,
which is to train dreamers
and to the realization
of your own dreams.
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"Noah's Shore"
This no-man's-land of 700 m
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between the border of Jordan and the border of Israel till
1967,
between the road from Jericho to Ein-Gedi above
and a new peninsula and hot sulphur springs below
is "AN
ARENA FOR TRAINING DREAMERS",
in which people, primarily Palestinians
and Israelis,
will train to realize dreams.
This challenging training arena is created
by the process of the realization of a peace dream
~ a complex project, of which the primary aspect is
the Creation of a Healing Space
for war and terror stricken people from both sides.
The dreamer and also "the
Dreamer Trainer"
is the one who created "Succah in the Desert"
[near Mitzpe-Ramon]
Christa- Rachel Bat-Adam , Ph.D.
joy@epower . co.il 066-290920
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Written and printed with
electricity from the sun on
2004_03_14,
in the cave which I carved out
under a bolder. |
In October 2003, while walking along the northern
shore of the peninsula, I hit upon a small water-hole,
covered with driftwood.
I arranged the driftwood above the tiny mud-ridge, as if to provide
some shade for the future.
Then I probed into the hole.
It seemed to be bottomless, truly frightening.
I threw stones into it, big ones and medium sized, about 200, until
drowning was no danger any longer.
In time this jewel emerged, partly by the hands of some children,
partly by itself
A spring emerges
Now it flows orderly into the Sea
Sunrise
Noon
viewing Jordan in sunset
Full Moon
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Spring
