The 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!"

Intro to Healing-K.i.s.s. 2001-2013 and Overview of its main libraries [If you look for a word on this page, click ctrl/F and put a word in "find"]

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!"

Water in the Wilderness - A Sign of Redemption
Water in my pre-desert and post-desert Life (1)
Water in the Wilderness (2)   
Experiences on the NEGEV HEIGHTS 1990-96
The 1995 Proposal "Water in the Desert"
as a living gravestone for the Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin,
murdered by a Jew, because he wanted to bring peace to Israel
Water in the Wilderness (3)     
Along the Syrian-African Rift: RED SEA - SINAI 1996
Water in the Wilderness (4)    
Along the Syrian-African Rift: RED SEA-EILANT/AQABA 1996-98
Water in the Wilderness(5)    
Along the Syrian-African Rift: SALT SEA-DRAGOTWADI 1998-99
Water in the Wilderness(6)     
Along the Syrian-African Rift: SALT SEA - EIN-GEDI 1999
Water in the Wilderness April 1999-April 2003 (7)
Along the Syrian-African Rift: SALT SEA - between Israel&Ismael

Time to move into the SALT SEA Rift ? With Jonathan on April 2003

Water in the Wilderness (2)

Experiences on the Negev Heights 1990-96
See also
 The 1995 Proposal "Water in the Desert"
as a living gravestone for the murdered Primeminister     

 

Since this is going to be a new start on my site, I observe the date:
Today 9 years ago, Yiftakh conducted his Succat-Shalom Festival .

His helpers cooperated marvelously, but it was not worth the price:
Yiftakh came to the conclusion, that the Desert closes itself to masses.
Since I see myself as a Trainer of Dreamers, I let him have this lesson.
But we agreed that I would not take part in it.

In fact, while everyone was working like mad, I was - for once - taking an afternoon nap in my bus around the hill. To my dismay a visitor intruded through the open door - . "My name is David, remember?We met in 1991 and also in 1992, when I served at this army communication base as a reservist?" Later he confessed, that this year he had to fight for being sent to this base. He had discovered the Succah - and me - during the Gulf-War in January 1991. There was much rain that winter, which followed a vivid blooming in the desert. One day I entered the "Abraham" Succah, found a TV crew there and frowned. "We mean no harm", was the hurried reaction of renowned Freddie Gruber. "I see, you have flowers in your hands! Are you ready to take part in a report about 'The Flowering in the Negev' ? It was for the main weekly News, which meant nothing to me, who had no TV. I agreed reluctantly and he asked: "For what do flowers exist?" I laughed: "You don't want me to go into metaphysics, do you!" "Why not?" I wouldn't know today, what to say. But then I must have "channeled" a response, which many people "were supposed" to see. It brought people to the Succah who later had a major impact on it, like a couple from Italy, the German Dieter and the Israeli Batya. They conducted 10 day silence meetings in the Succah, which were the most rewarding experiences I had there, both emotionally and financially. "Flowering in the Negev" was also watched by David and Eilat.. "It was then, that I knew, it was you for whom I've been searching all my life." Today it's nine years, that this futuristic, now frozen, drama began its course. But it's twelve years, that 'Water in the Wilderness' caused a seed to germinate.

It's nonsense says reason It's what it is says Love It's a disaster says calculation it's nothing but pain says Fear it has no chance says Insight It is what it is says Love It's ridiculous says Pride It's thoughtless says Caution It's impossible says Experience It is what it is says Love

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For 3 years in a row the first annual rain poured down
on the 19th of October.
It was a Shabbat morning in my bus, in the first year, 1990.
I had a talk with a man, whom I later cursed:
he volunteered to be the Succah's Accountant.
After parting I went around the hill to the Succah!

I found a group of 11 women waiting in "Abraham". They wanted to have an "American-Indian" workshop. "We looked for the signs - they pointed to this place." By then hardly anyone knew about Succah in the Desert. I said, that since no guests were expected, I had not much food, but could make them a good soup. They asked for more: "Our twelfth woman couldn't make it the last moment. It seems, that you are supposed to be the twelfth!" I agreed and incredible hours followed. At noon we went up for a ceremony of Letting Go, in which everyone buried a valuable token in the earth. I proposed the place where now is the "Tent of Appointment". We were standing in a circle, when suddenly the hair of all of us stood up in the air. Hair in all colors, from black to red to white (mine!). White stormy clouds wrestled with the bursting sun, A double rainbow bridged the wadi between the Jacob succah and the Hill of the Angels' Flight. I buried a copy of my Hebrew book.... Later I learnt, that there had been static electricity in the air.

From this perspective I see the translucent thread connecting those events
to what I - even then - saw as the most mystical event in my desert years:
Snow and ice, and melting of snow and ice above and down to the Crater.

 

On the first of January 1992, one hour before midnight,
the entrance to my dwelling in the Desert looked like this:


The next morning I could hardly open my door,
and when I came down to the Abraham Succah,
I put down my basket wondering how to get in.

Intense experiences followed - with the soldier guest Uri Goldin,
and my student son Micha, who came 6 hours down from Haifa,
just to see, if I was still alive.

Heavy snow fell three times in six weeks.
The first time it was not until the tenth day, that all the snow was gone.
People came from all over Israel to see this miracle in the Desert.
My Bedouin neighbors had a hard time and my succahs were badly damaged.
But I rejoiced.


I rejoiced in listening to the many little rivulets of melting snow,
which trickled and ran down the slopes of the Ramon Crater.

"Redemption is close", these rivulets sang to me.

 

W A T E R   in the   W I L D E R N E S S
A Composition of Biblical Prophesies in four stanzas
will Accompany this page.

We were resting under a Rotem bush in a dry wadi, on our serene threesome walk through the Desert, when they taught me this tune to Isaiah 35,1+6b. A little later we found giant ammonites, to remind us of the waters on what are now the "Negev-Heights" 60 000 000 years ago.

Over the years I adapted the tune to additional verses,
until the composition arranged itself in four stanzas.
I added a tune of my own to the last line of each .

It is quite difficult to translate this poetry into English,
because Hebrew has more nouns for Desert,
and more verbs for expressing Joy in sound.

My SaltSea Springs are Accompanying my singing.

 

Water in the Wilderness is the strongest symbol
for "a New Earth and a New Heaven" in the Bible.
Even if Water is not mentioned,
it's the Wilderness, the Desert where it will begin.

 

 

 

For you shall go out with joy [not in panic as in your Exodus - Js 52,12] and be led (back) in shalom Hills and mountains shout-out in jubilation before you

and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands and all the shrubs of the desert shall clap their hands. [Isaiah 55,12. Last line: my addition]

 

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During the first war against Iraq - 1991- this tune came to me to this prophesy:

HE is comforting Zion, is comforting all her ruins, and he sets her desert like Eden and her wilderness like His garden, joy and gladness shall be found there, thanksgiving , and the voice of singing. Bible, Isaiah 51,3

This photo I found in Gadi's collection, which means,
that after 1998 there also must have been snow once.
As to 1992, only the photos above stayed with me.
The album I dedicated to Water in the Wilderness,
a celebration of that snow and melting
perished in the 1998 fire.