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B"H
ספירת העומר
Yesod sh b'Malchut
Creation in all that I am.
Kabbalistic Sephirat HaOmer count day 48
6 weeks and 6 days of the Omer
I AM A HOLY VESSEL
Shekhina, Dwelling Within Myself
A Sacred Space, From Where Creation Emerges
- Joy Krauthammer, I am Gila Rena Tzohara, Double Joy and
Light
My good life... I am a Holy vessel. (You too.) I
passionately receive / kabel and fill my vessel, Sephirot
of abunDance / a shefa of Divine joy and Light... radiant Light
that came into Noach's Ark through the illumination window, the Tzohar.
Joyfully, and in gratitude, as potter, I have ritually molded
clay to awaken its inner space, and reveal its hidden gloriousness. Clay pot
becomes the splendor of Chesed, Gevurah, Tiferet, Netzach and Hod in
Yesod. Giving, walls, beauty, direction and splendor in foundation. My creation in Yesod sh b'Malchut. In awe, I join fire, water, and breath of air...
with the humble earth in an intimate honored relationship of lover to beloved. My
connection to The Source, Infinite One, as I receive, and with kavannah /
intention, -- I give with Chesed to
Mother Earth’s clay -- love, preparation, centering, penetration, opening,
entering, deeper, wider, Oneness / Echadness... stillness..,
movement, balancing, raising slowly in exploration, harmony, strengthening, wholeness,...
releasing and letting go with tender care and control. For integrity, Gevurah of submission and strength, sets
the limits. The opening to Oneness, the
nourishment I seek, receive and immerse myself, allows me to surrender
separateness, transcend, to be liberated, and transformed as the stretched,
voluminous natural clay body, rising exaltedly in a mystic spiral and revealed
as whole expanded consciousness. I contain spirit and soul. I am a vessel... (You too.)
My good life. I am a Holy vessel. In Tiferet / beauty, balance, compassion, and Emet / truth, with Gevurahdic
limitations, I fill my temple and receive Chesed
/ Loving-kindness. Circulating energy, I pour forth joy and share my flowing shefa / abunDance... I play my vessel--
my drums and my multi-colored ribboned timbrel. With
awakened soul I send out life’s deepest heart music so that G*d’s other
children (You too.), may
rejoice with me, and in Tiferet / harmony
come closer to the Divine One, the Compassionate One. Awaken! Journey along the Tree of Life. Touch
my skin... and listen to my tone, my song, heartbeat, harmony, rhythm,
movement. Dance! Touch
my skin and feel the power of my body pulsations, vibrations, undulations,
gyrations, reverberations. Connect! I am blessed as friends tell me that ripples
in a vast ocean of cosmic consciousness are created from my sparks of Joy.
I am a vessel... (You too.)
Purple colored velvet and silk, burgundy and blues inspire me,
and culture: art, music, theatre, poems, books, NPR, KCET, the net, and sensual
foreign films. In Netzach / going forth in good deeds
and joy, with travel to distant lands, trips to higher consciousness, holidays,
Holy days, conferences, retreats, spas with hot bubbling water, and cold water
streams in which to view life's reflections. Mikvehs, water for healing and purification-- cleansing our
souls. To reach Mount Sinai, with persistence and devotion, with Sephirot, I Count my days.
Oh! Fertile
gardens of splendor / Hod, I give thanks in gratitude for
You, filled with nature’s music, singing love doves--coo, coo, coo, coo,
Mockingbirds in symphony, playful squirrels, funny bunnies, fresh lush fruit the
animals leave for me to harvest, and fragrant sensuous flowers. Ahh, the beauty. I have an orgasm simply
looking at a flower. I am "a flower", say my friends.
From splendid sunrise to sunset, I express Ruach HaKodesh...
Pleasures I receive from a profusion of sources: The Gates of my seven
facial openings are my judges, and in Gevurah,
what I allow in. Nose-- Inhale fragrance, breathe deeply, Yah, and hold breath,
release... Eyes-- smile, see, witness good and evil. Ears-- hear, Shma
/ listen, avoid Loshon Hara. Mouth-- savors,
tastes, accepts, exhales breath, and words of Chochma / wisdom and love. Hands--touch, soothe, heal,
create, offer mitzvot high and wide, and bless. Feet dance in
ecstasy and "take me where my mind
can't go", said Reb Shlomo, z"l. I have Tiferet / heart-- life force to
listen with inner vision... to share compassion, love, Brachot and praise. I have Judaism, Torah, sacred spaces,
tradition, innovation, ritual, belief, emunah / faith, and bitachon / trust, and blesSings.
Money for food, shelter, car, purple clothes, rebbes / teachers, gifts, and tzedakah / charity.
I have outrageousness, openness, options, opportunities to be
all I can be, and obligations to reach out. I am a vessel...
(You too.)
I am a Sacred vessel... A womb... of Yesod /
foundation for creative spiritual expression of connecting in harmony and
joy. My daughter (now a mother), conscious, too, of her midot / character, giving, restrictive, beautiful, balancing life,
directed, grateful, bonded with family and friends, loved by many, wise,
talented, creative, funny, successful, generous, involved, loving and happy.
She opens my eyes-- and bonding, puts her soft, strong hand in mine, as her
baby puts in hers. I am a vessel... (You too.)
Precious treasures: loving friends, family, teachers, chevre / community. Henayni / I am present with You. You
are here with me. I have spiritual longing for d’vekut / desire to
be at-One-ment with the Holy One. Malchut /
kingdom of Shekhina's Indwelling Presence has received all the radiant Light, and
awaits my revealed gifts, my inner-self, and unique self-expression.
My good life... My vessel runneth over... Blessed by the Source
of Life with gifts to give: illuminated
vision, dreams manifested, imagination, exploration... Fantasies, published
words and art from my heart. Energy flows and sometimes finds an opening in my
vessel-- a brokenness to escape from. The Compassionate One and healers help
make me whole. Loved ones help make me whole. Memories complete me. I do tshuvah
as I define and refine, purify my soul, and return to myself, and to Indwelling
Shekhinah in Malchut / vessel of all flowing energies, in
Light, freedom, shalom,
harmony, awe, laughter, and love...
As my passionately formed vessels of clay, and music of vessels
rise, so does my neshamah / soul ascend and elevate--
ascending, ascending to a higher consciousness... My spirit awakens, expands, and
soars. My vessel arouses others... Let us travel together the Kabbalistic Tree
of Life. Baruch Hashem.
Thank You for my shefa. With all my heart and with
all my soul, on this spiritual journey I pour forth an abunDance of
exhilaration and Joy... I feel intoxicated.
I am a holy vessel. I have a good life... I am grateful.
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May you be
blessed with double joy and Light, G*d's Light from the Tzohar,
the window of illumination at the top of
Noach's Ark.
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I AM A HOLY VESSEL
Joy Krauthammer - performance artist, Shira Solomon - dancer, Frank Lester - drummer
(Witnesses: Rabbi Stan Levy and B'nai Horin congregation)
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Performers
Joy Krauthammer - author, artist ©
Carole Solomon - dance
Carole Solomon - dance
Frank Lester - percussion
Venues: Sarah's Tent, April 1995,
B'nai Horin, April 1995,
Ahavat Torah, April 2013
Venues: Sarah's Tent, April 1995,
B'nai Horin, April 1995,
Produced by Angels of Joy, and Angel Productions
(Prose underline _ = BE action or object)
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Sephirat HaOmer Week of Malchut
Describe your sacred vessel.
Write, dance, paint, photograph, sing it, and let me know.
What is its form? What does it hold?
What do you embody in YOUR vessel and share?
How do you in all that you are, with Shechina Indwelling Presence by your side, serve the Holy One?
How do you flow?
How are you a blesSing?
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With a heavy sigh, I recall performing this piece 20 years ago during the Omer, 1995, at B'nai Horin, Children of Freedom. See photo.
It was the first and only time that my husband, z"l, came to my beloved Renewal shul. (He was Ba'al Koreh every Shabbat for two Orthodox shuls.) On this day my daughter came, my friends came. In sadness, they were pre-occupied and not present with me, but sat and stood together embracing Marcel at the far back of the garden at Carole's home.
Marcel had just been again, hours earlier, diagnosed with another tumor metastasized from the brain cancer. I could see and feel great silent sadness in the rear of the sacred space. There were remaining another 11 years of many tumor surgeries and paralysis.
Again for you, I share this piece for Omer. - Joy
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May the refinement work of cosmic cleansing that I do on myself during the 49 days of Kabbalistically Counting the Sephirat HaOmer help me to mamash/truly be who I am, and need to become. I desire to delete klipot/husks (negative influences) and again ready myself for Shavuot by strengthening, elevating and perfecting my midot/character traits.
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1 comment:
My dear Joy,
Amazing work!
I also enjoyed the picture in the garden.
Shabbat Shalom.
Miriam
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