For instance, now - 2003_11_29 - , that
I've "plunged into the Dead Sea",
I constantly draw on my desert survival experience, mainly in Sinai,
though then, in 1996 it was the peak of the summer-heat, but with short
nights,
while now darkness falls at 4:45 PM, and the longest night is still
17 days ahead.
So, at the age of 65, I'm not a new-comer to fulfilling
dreams.
But it's scary, frightening, terrifying nevertheless.
It is also difficult for my children and my friends to encourage me
at this stage.
They fear for me. and they would rather I would forget about the new
madness.
Because of this great fear and this loneliness in having to take the
plunge,
I grasp every "sign from heaven".
Like the four little gifts, I got on November 22 and November 23.
When I opened the computer that morning,
towards intense sculpting of my AU-schwitz-Birken-AU
message,
the screen showed a rainbow over Alaska:
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I couldn't help linking the image
to my two symbols above the computer:
The medaillon on a leather string,
showing two silvery dolphins
around a shimmering sea,
let itself be found on a spot,
where until then no foot had passed
or so it seemed to me in 1999:
next to the
little pond at the Dead Sea
2 km south of the new Noah's Shore.
which I had dug out - with labor and pain,
to contain the sweet waters of the spring,
which had flown there for a while
and then disappeared.
The card was given to me by Tomer
(8),
who so often has amazing intuitions.
It was in July, after my new beginning,
when I was working on "Noah's
Ark",
a raft in the shape of a triangular pyramid.
'Noah's Shore' had not yet emerged then.
It's called "Island"
and underneath I perceive a tear...
As if rainbow, island, dolphins
weren't enough:
That same day - November 22, 2003,
a postcard fell off the shelf:
A father helping his little girl row a boat.
It was in those days,
when I worked on the Ashes'
Pond -
that I "knew",
that the first healing guests
on Noah's Shore
would have to be children.
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Later, that very same day, an image
arrived
[within a new patch of
"Webshot" screen-saver images],
a magnificent fictive landscape painting,
which - except for the trees - struck me as Noah's Shore.
What took my breath away, were mainly the two waterfalls.
The flash of my camera added to the mystical appearance.
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I hope to soon
be present during (a rare) winter rainfall,
and then enjoy and examine (for the future cistern-system),
how the water runs from the several dry water-falls high above.
To complete this bracelet of signs,
the next morning the computer again opened with a rainbow,
this time above a church bell in the mountains.
The Christian bell is equivalent to the Jewish
shofar...
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On the 29th of November I moved to Noah's Shore.
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