? an autobiography
Copyright 2009
And it came to pass
Under the zodiac sign of Leo
in the Kingdom of the Lions
That a small child was to be born
Torn
from her Divine self
in order to experience separation
pain and suffering.
So small was she
that they named her
Heather Feather
She had been chosen
by the Goddesses
Overseen by the angels
For they knew down the line
she would transform
and her transformation
bring inspiration
to many other of the human kind
She was raised
and never praised
By her depressive mom
and her abusive dad
She lived in a house
fit for a queen
Swimming pool
Tennis court
and all that could be bought
In the golden castle
there was no parcel
of love
But there was a blanket
and a black back
A nanny
that kept this small child warm
and safe
from her fear and trembling
Laying a foundation for the future
The child from the Lion Kingdom
felt very alone
very prone
to wet her bed
out of dread
Night after night
she would dream
The big fat rhinoceros
would catch her
Behind the water tower
she would hide
Only to wake up
to someone?s screaming
that once again
her bed was wet?..
Obla dee Oblah dah, life goes on
Days and nights
Nights and days
She grew up
Outwardly laughing
Inwardly screaming
and dreaming of release
At age eleven
she tried to go to heaven
At age fourteen
started courting
At fifteen she flew
to The Promised Land
that her father
had always called ?home?.
It was just after
That Six Day War
When spirits were high
Having won
and overcome
all those Arab enemies
A tiny country
So mighty and proud.
She looked at the soldiers
With admiration in her eyes
Wishing to join them
And be rid of the enemy
Who threatened
The existence of her people
Her place and her home in this world
She went back to South Africa
Nagging and pleading
To go back ?home?
where she knew she belonged
So she too could become one
of those soldiers
and kill all the Arabs.
And it came the time
That the family left
The kingdom of the lions
The country of black and white
The country where white
Is always right
Oblah dee Obalh dah
Life goes on
And they came home
To the Kingdom of the Jews
Knowing that
Now she would be safe
A whole army to protect her
And she being one of them.
She learned the language
The ways and the culture
She learned to be
a kinder garden teacher
and went into service
of the mighty Israeli Defense Force
luckily not fulfilling her wish
of death for the other.
Very soon after
Heather Feather
Found the man of
her Zionest dream
The cream
of society
a pilot
a hero
Now she thought
she was acceptable
respectable
But things
Did not turn out
Like in the fairy tales
where you live
happily ever after
Three gorgeous red headed
little ones were born
into the Kingdom of the Jews
The color of their hair
just like King David
Royal blood for sure
When the fourth one appeared
in a mystical moment
It was only for
three wee hours
For that was all
that little angel
from heaven
needed
in order to wake
Heather into reality
It came like a bolt
A jolt
A pain so deep
That once again
Heather wanted to
fly like a feather
off into heaven.
The angels
kept her grounded
in a fancy hotel
On a family vacation
they did go
Trying to return to
the way life used to be
The children down on the beach
Heather on the sixteenth floor
closed the door
While climbing into the tub
the full sized mirror
hit her in her belly
which had turned into jelly
For years she had not
gazed in that direction
Avoiding the reflection
Afraid she might wake up.
Mirror mirror on the wall
She cried out ?
This cannot be me
I am Heather Feather
How did I grow into a whale
while wailing about my life.
Out of the door she ran
One leg over the rail
The wail so loud
It sounded like a dog
under the wheel of the wagon
In a flash and a bolt
her living children did revolt
They flew into her vision
to show her what love is
Oblah dee Oblah da
Life goes on
The Pandora Box was opened up
bit by bit
The truth started to surface
The pain and suffering
Finding it?s source
The healing journey had began?..
The angels up high
applauded in relief
For there was a moment
they had feared
she might not
break the pattern
The cycle
They got into gear
without any fear
to accelerate the pace
and the process
First they allowed
her to discover
the healing powers
she had in her hands
and her heart
as she healed her own son
who could not walk
Then the angels
they sat in the dome of direction
Seeking the reflection
Heather needed now
To the Galilee they sent her
and her family
To the space and place
that the Christed One had walked
taught and healed
Where the Rabbis
of Kabbalistic wisdom
chose to live
and to die
To remind her
who she is
That she
can allow to die
all that does
not serve her.
She became a spiritual seeker
Turning inward
each time to discover
a little more of her true self
Oblah dee Oblah dah
Life goes on
The angels looked on
So happy with her progress
Knew it was time
for more jolting
and waking up
So they sent her on a ride
in a bus that looked quite normal
Through winding roads
Up hills and down valleys
into the territory
of those
she chose
to believe
were the enemy
The sign on the bus read
Heal your suffering
Heal your pain
She was sure
she would gain
tranquility
But Alas-
A room full
of scary people
Mustaches, kaffiayas
Hijabs and fear
She heard the pain
She heard the suffering
of ?the other?
Those she feared most
Those she had been taught
were her enemy
Her hand went to her head
Wondering what had she been thinking
Her hand went to her heart
where she could not contain
and remain with
all that she was witnessing
and keep silent
This was not only her ?home?
This was not only the
Kingdom of the Jews
This was the Kingdom
of the Muslims, the Christians,
the Bedouins, the Druze and the Jews
The angels applauded
way on high
Knowing the path had found
its direction
Oblah dee Oblah da
Life goes on
Every now and again
they?d send
her another gift
of awakening
They helped
her sprout wings
so she could fly
in the sky
and stop wanting to escape in heaven
They sent her to heal
her ancestral pain
in the Kingdom
of the Germans
To visit the furnaces in Poland
where her family had been burned
They sent her back
to the Kingdom of the Lions
to dance on the land
and heal the white shame
They sent her to heal
Her incestual pain
In the land of Enchantment
Oblah dee Oblah dah
Life goes on
In the land of the Devas
The compassionate space
Where the fairies fly free
Where magic can be
She met in the dark of the night
Her mothers
Sarah and Hagar
who were waging war
inside her body.
She screamed and cried
begging them to stop
To drop
the past.
Eventually they moved
to her womb
For healing and reconciliation
For a new birth
And so in the year of the test
Heather Feather was put to rest
In the wee hours of dawn
Anael was born
The Pandora box
had turned into a treasure chest
Little did she know
that in years to come
In the same sweet space
Where the fairies roam free
The Deva house would turn into
the compassionate dialogue space
A place for the daughters of Sarah and Hagar
to shed their tears
To heal and reconcile
To find love in their hearts
Where before
fear, pain and hatred
had held them hostage
to their cultural conditioning.
From day to day
Anael revealed more of her powers
The angels perfection so great
They even had her fly
the day the twin towers did die
To help her
let go of her towers
of falsehood and illusion
She let go of her cultural conditioning
She let go of her pilot
She let go of her home
She let go of all false foundations
That had tried to hold
her down
She let go of her pain
She let go of her suffering
She let go of lack
Of fear and of doubt
Of being the victim
as she revealed
her true foundation
alive and throbbing
in her own heart
to start
the next cycle
Oblah dee Oblah dah
Life goes on
In the year 2003
Creativity for Peace
was birthed
through the seed of her pain
bringing into her life
30 new daughters
to love each year.
And the story goes
That in years to come
Some of those girls became
world renowned peacemakers
And in time too
There was no more war
Even men shed tears of joy
All arms were used for hugging
All knew they were chosen
to create the life they deserve
The tools being the love
in their hearts
and their positive thoughts
And so the new generations
were taught these new tools
in their schools
Checkpoints vanished
Boundaries and borders
disintegrated
Fear gave way to love
The angels celebrated in triumph
Trumpets were blown
Walls came down
as the girls radiated their love for all
As they radiated their compassion
Their strength and their valor
They helped create
many womens councils
founded on self love and respect
They were set up
all over the globe
Councils of team work and collaboration
Slowly men started to learn
that they could earn love
by opening their hearts
to be brave once again
Legend has it
that Anael lived
to be one hundred and two
The world had become one of loving kindness
Of Oneness
Mankind had become that?..kind
Love reigned for thousands of generations
There was war no more
Her dream had come true
Creativity for Peace
had fulfilled it?s mission
She too had fulfilled her life?s mission
The children that she taught
had created
peace on earth?.
Oblah dee.
Oblah dah,
Life goes on
August 2007