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Joy Serves G*d in Joy as a passionate performing percussionist, poet, publisher, photographer, publicist, sound healer, spiritual guide, artist, gardener and Gemini. "Ivdu Et Hashem B'Simcha" -Psalm 100:2 ....... Joy Krauthammer, active in the Jewish Renewal, Feminist, and neo-Chasidic worlds for over three decades, kabbalistically leads Jewish women's life-cycle rituals. ... Workshops, and Bands are available for all Shuls, Sisterhoods, Rosh Chodeshes, Retreats, Concerts, Conferences & Festivals. ... My kavanah/intention is that my creative expressive gifts are inspirational, uplifting and joyous. In gratitude, I love doing mitzvot/good deeds, and connecting people in joy. In the zechut/merit of Reb Shlomo Carlebach, zt'l, I mamash love to help make our universe a smaller world, one REVEALING more spiritual consciousness, connection, compassion, and chesed/lovingkindness; to make visible the Face of the Divine... VIEW MY COMPLETE PROFILE and enjoy all offerings.... For BOOKINGS write: joyofwisdom1 at gmail.com, leave a COMMENT below, or call me. ... "Don't Postpone Joy" bear photo montage by Joy. Click to enlarge. BlesSings, Joy

JOY'S POEMS ... "You G*d are the Compassion, the Strength, the Beauty, the Victory, the Splendor, and the Foundation of everything in Heaven and on Earth." (1 Chronicles 1:29) ... I see Your Face in All Nature that I photograph. ... ... http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/ . . . Click "Older Posts" on lower right of each post page for MORE earlier posted stories and art.



~ Joy Krauthammer

Oh, to celebrate my birthday,
what do I desire?
HALVAH, delicious Pistachio Halvah
Blended in whole nuts, not pieces.

Age 18, I received Pistachio Halvah
via my aunt, from her Turkish man, Nuri.
With the memory, I still salivate.

When I was a child
my parents gave to me
on each birthday
a small jar of baby Gherkin pickles.
They lasted until the next year
on my birthday.
Each day, carefully
I took a very small bite
out of a pickle from the jar
and put back the reduced pickle.

My friend from age 13, Sheila, still
recalls my ritual
of the single wee pickle bite
to last all year, my delight.
I let Sheila have a baby pickle baby bite.

How could something
briny, bumpy and green
have been so precious?
(This year, 48 years later
I have pickled my own pickles.)

Now I'm 61, friend Rochelle
listens to my desires,
and from Turkey
shleps all the way,
Pistachio Halvah for me.
Am I so easy to please?
On my birthday at shul, I receive it.
How holy can be Halvah and Rochelle!

Pistachio Halvah
won't last
until my next birthday
I share it
I eat chunks.

Oh, Pistachio Halvah
you taste so good
all the way from Turkey
with Rochelle
whose heart is so big and so kind
to remember what I like and for me
"ropes" in Pistachio Halvah
and crosses 'customs'
with my precious cargo.

Pistachio Halvah is here
always at the local Turkish store, but
it would not be a gift of love to me.

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