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!"

The night between March 1 and 2, 2009
we spent
at Mt. Yehoram \ lower Shlomo stream
and the night between March 2 and 3
in Shkhoret Stream

April 8: On Tel Yarmut near Netiv Ha-Lamed-He

May 2: Poleg Beach,
maturing towards leaving the Walk

Celebrate what's right with the World 2010
January 11,12,13

Celebrate what's right with the World 2010
January 14 - 26

Celebrate what's right with the World 2010
January 27 - February 3

Celebrate what's right with the World 2010
February 4 - 18

How I've been Learning to Live
February 19 - March 2, 2010

How I've been Learning to Live
March 3, 2010

Following my understanding and new lekh-lekhâ on January 1, 2009,
  that - after 7 years - I should no longer create new pages on my 2 websites,
but intermingle the evidence of new experiences with that on existing pages,
Since March 2009 I was "synchronizing" the chronological process of the Godchannel.com files
with the chronological photo-documentation of the
"Walk About Love 2009"
First page following the introductory page - last update: 2009_08_02

 

Rea Pasternak - the dreamer of "Walk about Love"

Story of the beginning
"In the summer of 2006, a guy named Rea Pasternak,
a released soldier from the Israeli Army, the IDF,
was hiking in the reserves of Australia

News he heard of the war in Israel
caught him in the middle of a backpacking journey along side other hikers from around the world
and set an internal conflict for him.

The care for Israel,
his friends fighting in Lebanon and the sense of responsibility
- told him to drop it all and to fly back to Israel.
On the other hand, his experience as a a hiker,
the sense of traveling with variety of people all around the world,
the peace and the freedom feelings that he experienced with his fellow hikers,
forced the thought that a Peace Journey in Israel is better than a one about War.
In a moment of "enlightenment", Rea realized that all soldiers are all potential hikers .

Rea realized that there are many young people from different countries and nations,
traveling together with mutual joy and collaboration,
and that these hikers bear the ability to make a change.

In Rea's vision he saw thousands of hikers hiking in the Israel Trails together,
along with their musical instruments,
sharing the joy and peace in those places known for conflict and war~~~
Then he founded The Walk about Love Organization.

Starchild Gal Mor came to visit me for the first time after she had come back from half a year in Europe. It was Sunday, February 22, 2009: "Have you heard of the "Walk about Love?" It begins with two days of preparation in Eilat on this Friday, while the Walk itself will begin on March 1. Since the walkers will also come to Arad, as initiated by our Arad friends, Eitan and Tamar Shaqed, on March 27, I would like to invite you to take part in what will be set up during those days in Arad." "To take part only when the walkers will stay in Arad?" I asked and had already decided: "I want to take part in the entire Walk about Love, and right from the beginning!" Gal was stunned and very happy!

50 years separate between Gal Mor and me... a photo by walker Thorsten Krug (Germany)

From Wednesday till the following Monday I was supposed to be with Efrat, my daughter-in-love and Mika, my tenth grandchild, age 3.
It was the very first time in 2 years, that I cut part of my assignment of being present there, whenever my son, an EL-AL pilot, is on flight.

On Friday morning, February 27, 2009, Efrat drove me the 5 km from Bet Nehemya to the entry of Highway 6 near Ben-Shemen.
It was raining a bit, but Efrat's car was hardly out of sight, when a driver picked me up who was going straight to Hatzeva in the Arava.

After a very deep conversation with Yehuda Elkarib (Elqariv) I crossed the Hatzeva junction and right then the bus to Eilat stopped!
At the central station of Eilat I used the 50 minutes until a bus to the south of Eilat would leave,
in order to immerse myself in my Eilat history.

The first sight on February 27, 2009 an ad for the municipal elections in 2008: Gabi Kadosh! He was the mayor already in January 1998 and sat with me in the Jordanian tent of "The Four Nation Tent" . We had the best of talks, but nothing came out of it.

The next sight: a three-dimensional commercial poster! It must have been this heavy thing, which fell down and almost killed us, when - during a horrid storm- Immanuel and I met here in February 1990. Immanuel, then a pilot in the airforce, used to fly a transport plane from Tel-Aviv to Eilat, and I found it easier to meet him there - traveling from Mitzpe-Ramon to Eilat by bus. [See in "Heaven-to-Earth-4", on August 18, 2011: my associations on the day of the five-fold terrorist attack on the road on which I had come to meet my son ] When we caught our breath, I said: "I fear for 'Succah in the Desert'!" And indeed, when I came back that late afternoon, one of the first two succahs had flown away: the succah at the cliff of the Hill of the Angels' flight, in which our very first guest, my pupil and my friend Irene Sonnabend lived, [see photos with her and with Dani, the builder, in "Integration of two periods of my life", but which never should have been built there, since, as I explained to the sculptur and builder Dani Qish: "To places of strong engergy you should come and then go away again, but never stay there." But I hadn't wanted to interfere with Dani's creativity. He needed to learn by experience....

 

Back at the central bus-station of Eilat I encountered three astonishing women, also headed for the "Walk about Love":
Mirjam from France (now England), Frederick from Holland, and Sabrina from Berlin, with 14 year old Jonathan on her back.

 

We got off the bus at the Migdalor (Lighthouse) Beach, met the first future walkers behind a sand bar on the mountain side
and each tried to find her place.
Soon enough I felt the need to take in more of my history and walked south to the Princess hotel.
It was there, where I snorkeled three times a day between November 1996 and June 1997.
It was across the beach, on an empty parking lot between "the Princess" and the "Army Border Control",
where I tried to figure out, why I was no longer supposed to continue my "Pyramidion" project in Sinai.
And if so - what should be my next step.
Meanwhile my bus was parking there , so that friends who would be allowed to enter Egypt,
would keep up the connection and communication with the Bedouin friends,
whom I had trained as hosts of a mobile hosting enterprise.

"Princess" Beach and "Princess" Hotel

 

Glowing clouds and whipped palms in front of the "Princess"

I needed a toilet and I needed drinking water.
So as in that winter 1996-97, I slipped into the hotel through the workers' entrance,
except that this time I didn't steal toilet paper.
Later in South-India (Sept.-Nov. 1998) I learnt to clean myself with water,
and that would be my cleaning method during the Walk about Love.

 

The togetherness with the future walkers was not very satisfying that night, nor the next day.
Once I met Rea, the initiator, on the beach and dared to voice my request,
to announce the gathering of small "know-each-other" groups.
He wasn't opposed, but neither was he enthusiastic, not then and not later.
I didn't have the strength then to win people over for my need.



So I did, what others did: looked for a place to sleep.
I had no tent that first night.
And the noise from the Migdalor- restaurant or whatever it was,
didn't make it easier to bear the cold.
I found a little shelter behind Frederick's low tent,
(which much later she lent me for 3 nights, but that wasn't very helpful then either)
and somehow endured the sleepless hours and the foul smell of the polluted sea.

My thin mattrass - between Frederick's low tent and the sea

 

I rose from my miserable "bed" with the first light of dawn and - to make myself warm - climbed up the steep mountain to the lighthouse.

Watching the trail of the boat, I remembered another of my Eilat dreams, which never came true:
the "Aniyah-Partner-SHIP"...

Underneath the lighthouse,
Frederick and other future walkers are still sound asleep in their tents on the beach
or in their tents in the camp behind the sand bar

 

Up on the mountain I meet David, who is only five years younger than me.
For I , of course, am 40-50 years older than everybody else on the Walk about Love.
David said, he would stay only for this day, but join us later.
As would happen so often during the Walk - we entered right into the middle of a central issue in his life.
I hope, that my "wombing" (= listening without judging) together with some valuable input from my mind will help him to heal.

A diary-entry on February 28, 2009, 16:00 , between "Princess" and "Migdalor" "My intention is to dive into feelings and let those show me the way. This means I shall NOT try to figure out how to avoid terrible feelings, which I feel, because I'm ashamed of triggering people or because i might not fulfill the "true" purpose of my participation in the Walk about Love, or - most dangerous - because I feel deprived of intensity in doing, giving and experiencing. I desire to let go of any plan - like what to "contribute' - of any purpose other than humming what I feel and thus be with the Mother in Hell.

 

Is the lighthouse symbolic for the Walk about Love?

 

The breakfast food-circle includes friends of the Walk about Love, who live with their children in Eilat, but cannot join our walking

 

 

Continuation of the photos of the "Walk about Love" in the Godchannel.com file: Channelers' Page