October 7,2003-Synchronicity, Dreams and Recipe for Healthy Aging
Just an aside before the journal entry:
A German lady just walked into the internet place asking for someone to waltz with her as she feels like dancing. She sang a strauss waltz and danced with a guy here until they both got exhausted and then she simply said (she is 65) that the only way to continue living healthily is to continue both inward and outward movement. Always going inside to know ourselves better but never stopping outward physical movement as well. Sounds like a good recipe!
Weird, really weird. Just when I was beginning to think that life was so routine here that there was not much of anything interesting to "write home about"...something happened.
So I will go back a few steps and this entry may be a little out of whack, but by the end of it all will be understood.
Last night I spent the evening with Abdellah and we really had fun. He's the first person I've met in a long time that I've had a truly pleasant evening with...being completely myself...we couldn't stop laughing, had a pleasant dinner and just got to know a little more about each other. Anyway...today I slept late, did some errands and decided to relax before going to the concert tonight. I had met Akhilesh on saturday and spent the afternoon with him and he mentioned he was organizing a concert for Sunday nite....I told him in surprise that it was Yom Kippur and wondered who would turn up....He had forgotten and took it to heart but didn't really think he would do anything about it. Well, while walking in the streets on Sunday I saw, written in in handiwriting, that the concert had been changed to Monday night, after Yom Kippur!! Is this really India???
Also yesterday, Sunday, I met three Israeli women in town who werent' very friendly so just backed off, but one of them looked VERY familiar but could be I had just seen her around twon here so didn't think much of it at the time, and as they were quite cool, I didn't pursue any conversation with them.
OK...that brings us to this evening. Just relaxing on the terrace and got bored with the regular guests here so went looking for abdellah and he had just come down. I had to eat early before leaving for the concert so he sat with me and we talked some more and then he asks me (remember, this is Abdellah, becoming a Buddhist, Jewish father, Muslim mother etc) if I know how to make "kneidlach" (matzo balls)...but that's the word he used. He has his own kitchen and is sending home for some ingredients he can't get here and wants to know if it pays to ask for Matzo Meal but only if he has someone to teach him!! He says he LOVES kneidlach...so I promisedd if he gets it while I'm still here, I will teach him and so I'm invited to dinner at "his" place once we prepare soup and kneidlach.
Anyway, had to leave and went with 2 young Israelis kids so as not to have to come home alone in the dark later on from Bhjagsu...but they apparently left in the middle of the concert and didnt' bother to tell me...
Now, one more step back or this won't fit....My best friend's (from Kibbutz Nirim) daughter was supposed to be getting married this Thursday, so I've been thinking a real lot about her and how bad I feel about not being there and how I wish I could at least give her a big hug and kiss...when today I heard that one of the families killed in saturday's bombing was from Yagur where the groom is from and were supposed to be guests at the wedding which was supposed to take place at Yagur....and the wedding has been postponed.
OK...so, the young couple left without me but I saw those same 3 Israeli women there at the concert and a man this time as well (who also lookied VERY familiar)and I asked one of them if I could walk with them so as not to be alone. So, as we are leaving I just asked the normal question "so, where are YOU from in Israel?"...Guess where?...Kibbutz Nirim!!! Coincidence?-Turns out Aliza and Eliyahu are my friend's neighbor and the other woman is Batya who has left the kibbutz but was her son Roi's teacher for 3 years and I've heard some interesting stories about her....At least now I know why they looked so familiar (Aliza said she also recognized me the day before but felt uncomfortable asking who I am) . So, my wish to be able to hug Channa was answered...I simply asked them, when they get home, to give the hug and kiss from me to my friend in person...I hope they do!!
The concert was not so good this time but that was not the reason I was meant to be there today! The reason was to send home the hug to Chana!
Tomorrow another show at Tibetan Institute of Performing Arts...(heard this morning, Monday, that it was not good...so since I have already bought the ticket in advance and given my donation of 100 rupees, they will not care if I go or not...probably won't go in the end...not in the mood for enertainment).
By the way...can anyone out there explain to me what the hell we are doing by bombing inside Syria? My Indian friend told me this in the morning and I insisted he must have misunderstood until I opened Maariv! totally unbelievable!!
Monday morning...
Weird dream about ex-in-laws (NEVER before in my life have I dreamt about them) but they were only voices as by some stragne thing which could only happen in a dream, I was somewhere in India and I picked up a phone to make a call and OVERHEARD a conversation between them!! It was so real though I could hear each word...she was somewhere overseas (not in Israel) or perhaps just somewhere other than at home in Israel and he was crying to her on the phone that he was "stuck" at Jane's house (I of course was not there as I was here in India) and couldn't get back home as no taxi would come to get him and there was no other form of transportation. ...and then all of a sudden in the same dream sequence she said not to worry as soon "X" (name of former lover of mine-no names please)...will meet us here and I will come home and then get you. "He-X" then turned up in the same place as I was listenting to this converstaion bringing unusual objects with him (which I won't name as they will also identify him to those who know him). My emotions in the dream concerning both my inlaws and the guy, upon seeing him, were so profound and real and uncomfortable that they woke me up, much in the same way that pain or fear may wake one from a dream or nightmare and bring him back to reality. This is, I am now awake a couple of hours but can still see and feel the dream as if it is alive.
My dreams are becoming more unusual and vivid as the days go by. I never wrote up for you the dream from the other day but my ex-husband Judah appeared in that dream and that was also very weird and disconcerting to me-It's almost as if I am doing a final cleansing from all kinds of people who still have a past connection to me which was unhealthy or should be over by now and I have had difficulty making the final break, so in some very subtle ways they are still influencing me. I can think of no other reasons for these dreams but perhaps I will figure it out later.
Tuesday-
Difficult morning hearing from and writing back to Channah but had planned to "swap" Reiki initiations with Daniel and was excited. It was quite a pleasnt experience and as Daniel has had initiations from several masters, I was quite pleased to hear that his initiation from me had been a quite powerful one, particularly my "giving" him the symbols and their significance.
I am now at the Japanese restaurant awaiting my food and just again finding myself amazed at how the days go by so quickly and yet seem to flow with no sense of time, rush, urgency or "need to get done"....I didn't walk yesterday or today in the mountains, just around town, and yet my day still is full of wonder and rushes by before I can "touch" it. Is there any way to sense, or not sense time, or absence of importance of time in the same way when I get home? Would be quite a blessing if I could.
I've got to go now....Have only good days to come....and only good news!
My love...Jane
A German lady just walked into the internet place asking for someone to waltz with her as she feels like dancing. She sang a strauss waltz and danced with a guy here until they both got exhausted and then she simply said (she is 65) that the only way to continue living healthily is to continue both inward and outward movement. Always going inside to know ourselves better but never stopping outward physical movement as well. Sounds like a good recipe!
Weird, really weird. Just when I was beginning to think that life was so routine here that there was not much of anything interesting to "write home about"...something happened.
So I will go back a few steps and this entry may be a little out of whack, but by the end of it all will be understood.
Last night I spent the evening with Abdellah and we really had fun. He's the first person I've met in a long time that I've had a truly pleasant evening with...being completely myself...we couldn't stop laughing, had a pleasant dinner and just got to know a little more about each other. Anyway...today I slept late, did some errands and decided to relax before going to the concert tonight. I had met Akhilesh on saturday and spent the afternoon with him and he mentioned he was organizing a concert for Sunday nite....I told him in surprise that it was Yom Kippur and wondered who would turn up....He had forgotten and took it to heart but didn't really think he would do anything about it. Well, while walking in the streets on Sunday I saw, written in in handiwriting, that the concert had been changed to Monday night, after Yom Kippur!! Is this really India???
Also yesterday, Sunday, I met three Israeli women in town who werent' very friendly so just backed off, but one of them looked VERY familiar but could be I had just seen her around twon here so didn't think much of it at the time, and as they were quite cool, I didn't pursue any conversation with them.
OK...that brings us to this evening. Just relaxing on the terrace and got bored with the regular guests here so went looking for abdellah and he had just come down. I had to eat early before leaving for the concert so he sat with me and we talked some more and then he asks me (remember, this is Abdellah, becoming a Buddhist, Jewish father, Muslim mother etc) if I know how to make "kneidlach" (matzo balls)...but that's the word he used. He has his own kitchen and is sending home for some ingredients he can't get here and wants to know if it pays to ask for Matzo Meal but only if he has someone to teach him!! He says he LOVES kneidlach...so I promisedd if he gets it while I'm still here, I will teach him and so I'm invited to dinner at "his" place once we prepare soup and kneidlach.
Anyway, had to leave and went with 2 young Israelis kids so as not to have to come home alone in the dark later on from Bhjagsu...but they apparently left in the middle of the concert and didnt' bother to tell me...
Now, one more step back or this won't fit....My best friend's (from Kibbutz Nirim) daughter was supposed to be getting married this Thursday, so I've been thinking a real lot about her and how bad I feel about not being there and how I wish I could at least give her a big hug and kiss...when today I heard that one of the families killed in saturday's bombing was from Yagur where the groom is from and were supposed to be guests at the wedding which was supposed to take place at Yagur....and the wedding has been postponed.
OK...so, the young couple left without me but I saw those same 3 Israeli women there at the concert and a man this time as well (who also lookied VERY familiar)and I asked one of them if I could walk with them so as not to be alone. So, as we are leaving I just asked the normal question "so, where are YOU from in Israel?"...Guess where?...Kibbutz Nirim!!! Coincidence?-Turns out Aliza and Eliyahu are my friend's neighbor and the other woman is Batya who has left the kibbutz but was her son Roi's teacher for 3 years and I've heard some interesting stories about her....At least now I know why they looked so familiar (Aliza said she also recognized me the day before but felt uncomfortable asking who I am) . So, my wish to be able to hug Channa was answered...I simply asked them, when they get home, to give the hug and kiss from me to my friend in person...I hope they do!!
The concert was not so good this time but that was not the reason I was meant to be there today! The reason was to send home the hug to Chana!
Tomorrow another show at Tibetan Institute of Performing Arts...(heard this morning, Monday, that it was not good...so since I have already bought the ticket in advance and given my donation of 100 rupees, they will not care if I go or not...probably won't go in the end...not in the mood for enertainment).
By the way...can anyone out there explain to me what the hell we are doing by bombing inside Syria? My Indian friend told me this in the morning and I insisted he must have misunderstood until I opened Maariv! totally unbelievable!!
Monday morning...
Weird dream about ex-in-laws (NEVER before in my life have I dreamt about them) but they were only voices as by some stragne thing which could only happen in a dream, I was somewhere in India and I picked up a phone to make a call and OVERHEARD a conversation between them!! It was so real though I could hear each word...she was somewhere overseas (not in Israel) or perhaps just somewhere other than at home in Israel and he was crying to her on the phone that he was "stuck" at Jane's house (I of course was not there as I was here in India) and couldn't get back home as no taxi would come to get him and there was no other form of transportation. ...and then all of a sudden in the same dream sequence she said not to worry as soon "X" (name of former lover of mine-no names please)...will meet us here and I will come home and then get you. "He-X" then turned up in the same place as I was listenting to this converstaion bringing unusual objects with him (which I won't name as they will also identify him to those who know him). My emotions in the dream concerning both my inlaws and the guy, upon seeing him, were so profound and real and uncomfortable that they woke me up, much in the same way that pain or fear may wake one from a dream or nightmare and bring him back to reality. This is, I am now awake a couple of hours but can still see and feel the dream as if it is alive.
My dreams are becoming more unusual and vivid as the days go by. I never wrote up for you the dream from the other day but my ex-husband Judah appeared in that dream and that was also very weird and disconcerting to me-It's almost as if I am doing a final cleansing from all kinds of people who still have a past connection to me which was unhealthy or should be over by now and I have had difficulty making the final break, so in some very subtle ways they are still influencing me. I can think of no other reasons for these dreams but perhaps I will figure it out later.
Tuesday-
Difficult morning hearing from and writing back to Channah but had planned to "swap" Reiki initiations with Daniel and was excited. It was quite a pleasnt experience and as Daniel has had initiations from several masters, I was quite pleased to hear that his initiation from me had been a quite powerful one, particularly my "giving" him the symbols and their significance.
I am now at the Japanese restaurant awaiting my food and just again finding myself amazed at how the days go by so quickly and yet seem to flow with no sense of time, rush, urgency or "need to get done"....I didn't walk yesterday or today in the mountains, just around town, and yet my day still is full of wonder and rushes by before I can "touch" it. Is there any way to sense, or not sense time, or absence of importance of time in the same way when I get home? Would be quite a blessing if I could.
I've got to go now....Have only good days to come....and only good news!
My love...Jane
posted by Jane @ 12:08 PM
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