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G*d Loves Me Heart

Heart
silk, salt painting
by Joy Krauthammer ©

G*d Loves Me

Outlining a radiant heart

to fill with intense red and purple

is exciting to me.

Freely splashing water

and wildly brushing layers of color onto silk

is satisfying for me.

A frosting of salty tears

add surprise and a magical marbling finale.

With a bit of a broken heart

I dance on silk, knowing

G*d loves me.

- Joy Krauthammer
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G*d Loves You

~ a story

by Joy Krauthammer

Grieving

when my husband, z'l, had died

after lengthy life-support,

and after I had served for years

as Caregiver Angel Warrior,

I felt very 'alone',

although surrounded by friends.

My beloved Jerusalem rebbe Yosef Ben Shlomo Hakohen, z'l, said to me,

"G*d loves you."

I painted these words

and hung them on my wall where I work.

I felt loved and healed,

no longer alone,

accepting this wisdom,

and have shared the thought

"G*d loves you"

with others during my Bikkur Cholim / visiting the sick experiences.

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Published in Chabad.org

The Creative Soul site "ART FOR THE SOUL, Jewish Artists Reflect".

May 2013

http://www.chabad.org/blogs/blog_cdo/aid/2231188/jewish/G-d-Loves-You.htm

A Kol ALEPH Feature: Words to Inspire

June 5, 2013 issue

published by Kol Aleph Online Journal

"This lovely bit of poetry by Joy Krauthammer inspired us when we had a long day at the office!"

http://kolaleph.org/2013/06/05/kol-aleph-presents-words-to-inspire/

More on HEART:
http://joys-art.blogspot.com/2009/12/published-art.html

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Raindrops

RAINDROPS

- Joy Krauthammer

In the garden,

from deep inside

my joy is delicate and expansive.
Raindrops dangle from flowers

Dazzling, translucent gems.
Each a crystal of delight.

They hang and don't fall.

Sun shines through the gems.

Drops sparkle on tubular red flowers.

A circus of joy-drops.

I dance and sing.

Sitting on green leaves of rose bush

raindrops make their presence known.

They don't fall.

Gently, I shake down the drops
off favorite Double Delight rose

to lift its heavy wet head.
"Come back, Rose".

Reaching high, standing beneath

laden boughs of a citrus tree,
I carefully tug at the round, full fruit

to receive from the tree.

I pluck the fattest golden grapefruit

first harvest of the season.

Ah, so juicy and delicious.

Thank you, G*d.

Over 33 years ago
I planted citrus trees.

Shaking the branch

I release the sun-lit crystals.

Hanging from the fruit

raindrops fall on me.

My body accepts

the gift of falling fresh raindrops on my skin,
Ah, a delight.

Baruch Hashem.

So filled with true joy,

I don't feel the morning chill

until I leave the garden.

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PS
The glorious raindrop day ended not with more rain where I live, but with a r a i n b o w!
When the sun appeared I hoped I'd see G*d's miracle, and went outside.

From the other end of the Valley in the Eastern sky where I could see a partial rainbow, friend Suzanne called to say she saw a full rainbow and hailstones! She remembered to call me with rainbow alert!
On the phone, we share the blesSing.

For more Garden of Joy photos:
http://joys-poems.blogspot.com
http://joys-inthemorning.blogspot.com/2013/03/mornings-joy-filled-deep-delights.html

Joy-drops also photographed on International Women's Day

3/8/2013

Raindrops on Lagartijos

Rose Pink "viviparous" Kalanchoe succulent

Do you see the reflections on raindrops?

Rose Leaves and Raindrops

Raindrops on Grapefruit

Grapefruit inside

Golden raindrops

Orange Raindrops

Raindrops on Oranges

Raindrops on Jade

(planted the Jade 35 years ago)

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Rainbow Eastern sky toward sunset time

G*d planted a Rainbow.

Eastern sky toward sunset

Rainbow and Plane

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Geese In Flight

This morning's flock of geese in flight gives me relief to know that they are returning. For years the geese have not flown overhead, until I heard them this week, a few times. Reassuring, today I heard the honking at daybreak; yesterday in the afternoon.

On this day when a friend is not improving in an oncology unit in Jerusalem, I send the strength of the birds to Yoram ben Bella Miriam, and wish him a Refuah Shleymah. - Joy Krauthammer

Joy Krauthammer ©

Geese in Flight

Waiting for the sun

looking toward the Old City

Honks I hear.

To catch the flock

I turn West

then quickly return

to face East
and the rising sun.

Mizrach of Glory.

- Joy Krauthammer

Baruch Dayan HaEmet

only days later, Yoram left us on Shabbat, surrounded by family

and was buried the next day on Purim.

Febrary 23, 2013 ~ 13 Adar 5773

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MANNA FROM HEAVEN

MANNA from HEAVEN

"They will sit, each person under his vine and under his fig tree, and none will make them afraid, for the mouth of the Compassionate One, G*d of the hosts of Creation, has spoken." (Micah 4:4)

"Torah compares to a fig tree; Figs on a tree do not ripen all at once, but a little each day. Therefore, one keeps finding new figs in the tree each day. So too with Torah: The more one studies each day, the more knowledge and wisdom one finds." (Eruvin 54a)

"In that day (of Torah and peace)...everyone will invite his friend in fellowship under his vine and under his fig tree." (Zechariah 3:10)

Manna From Heaven

by Joy Krauthammer

With every breath,
with every taste,
with all my senses,
gratitude I have and give thanks
as I discover miracles
waiting for me this morning.
I laugh with glee
as I find Your babies
in Your magical garden that I tend.

Your treasures are strange:
firm, shiny, smooth, thick-shelled, purple
Passion Fruits!
Their ripened, wrinkled, rumpled rinds, deflating
from the dense leafy tendrilled vines
thirty feet wide and my height,
fallen to the ground!

I bend, praise You, lower my knees,
drop to the earth
to gather the precious, egg-shaped bounty, protecting
intensely tart tasting, succulent,
transparent, glowing golden sacs, placentas.
Each envelops a small, crunchy black seed.
Hundreds matured, concealed
and encased in a cavity.
Each attached to tissue-thin white membrane.

With care, drops of juice should not spill,
I quickly cut open one rounded passion fruit
revealed for my pleasure.
I make the blessing,
ingest Your blessings,
Giver of Life,
this summer season.

Clustered all the way from Gan Eden
beneath giant green leaves,
Figs, when plucked,
exude white sap.
Tender, large, luscious, plump, purple, fresh figs,
symbol of Torah
birthed to enjoy through and through.
In bliss, I lift each sweet sensuous one
up to You.

Figs on the tree, I bequeath
for G*d's other creatures,
as Boaz did for Ruth, the Moabitess,
to glean and feast in joy.

We taste the mysterious, mystical treasure,
delicate, dry skin and moist flesh,
ripe, bursting forth magenta insides,
awesome to behold, satisfied
I release from the fruit
holy sparks of life.
I can feel them twinkle
in my mouth and travel within me.

The blesSings of Your Passion and Fig,
I share today with a bride and groom
under their wedding canopy.

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Manna From Heaven reprinted from "The Deronda Review" Vol. 1 No. 2 - Spring-Summer 2008
http://www.pointandcircumference.com/
and
The Jewish Woman 2008
http://www.chabad.org/search/keyword_cdo/kid/11715/jewish/Krauthammer-Joy.htm

More Passion Fruit found in:
http://sephirathaomer.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion-flower-returns-as-first-love.html

Joy Krauthammer, MBA is a poet, percussionist, sound healer, and gardener living in Porter Ranch, CA.
One of Joy's favorite JOY topics to teach is "Simchat Chochmah ~ Baby Boomer Joy of Wisdom".
The fig is a perfect representation for Simchat Chochmah as it is likened to Torah and the Joy of Wisdom.

Enjoy my devotion of

FIGS: Photos and Poems

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/manna-from-heaven.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/figs.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/fig-tree-at-sinai.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/12/fig-tree-gives-again.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2014/01/hummingbird-on-fig-tree.html

http://joys-garden.blogspot.com/2013/02/fig-tree-collages.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/08/haiku-fig-etiquette.html

http://joys-joyousjoy.blogspot.com/2012/08/gds-fig-tree-parshat-ki-tavo-moses.html

http://www.chabad.org/theJewishWoman/article_cdo/aid/626326/jewish/Manna-From-Heaven.htm

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FIG TREE AT SINAI

Fig Tree
Prior to Amputation

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/fig-tree-at-sinai.html

FIG TREE AT SINAI

- Joy Krauthammer

My 32 years old,

double trunk

Mission Fig tree

at sunrise,

filled with potential

stood proudly against the sky

two days before

I cut down the entire top of 'right' trunk.

This devoted fig tree

must have been at Revelation.

Feel its holy Essence,

its power, loving soul and Source.

My responsibility as 'Fig Mama':
to protect

and save the beloved tree

from totally uprooting.

I must take down half

of its remaining top,

the entire top of right trunk.

Blessed, heavily fig-laden in the summer

one trunk bends toward the ground.

With grief today,

at the tree's base

I stood and was strong.

as its body and beauty were felled.

I breathe deeply in great sadness,

shock and horror

at the amputation of its large limb.

I had to choose to save

longer, healthier life for the whole fig tree

with two trunks

and not only lightly prune

the dormant branches.

At shul tomorrow

I shall give the congregants,

the limbs of a tree that was at Sinai.

Dozens of straight, foot-long,

thick, barren branches,

buds pregnant on tips

with sap beginning to flow

are chosen, pruned, and gifted.

Lev Eisha women, the new Fig Mamas,

will plant, nurture and grow fig trees.

The women and their daughters

send me photos of cherished figs,

miracles from a once barren branch.

Again this year, to honor Tu B'Shvat,

the fig tree gives its present, its gift

to the future

from generation to generation.

May my fig tree survive the surgery

and again next year,

give us its heavenly fruit.

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2/1/13 Parshat Yitro

Perek Shirah: The fig tree proclaims, “The one who guards a fig will eat its fruit.” (Mishelei 27:18)

צֵר תְּאֵנָה, יֹאכַל פִּרְיָהּ
AMAYN.

Everyone will sit under their vine and fig tree and none shall make them afraid;

for the Lord of Hosts has spoken. ~ Micah 4:4

Enjoy my devotion of

FIGs: Photos and Poems

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/manna-from-heaven.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/figs.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/02/fig-tree-at-sinai.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/12/fig-tree-gives-again.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2014/01/hummingbird-on-fig-tree.html

http://joys-garden.blogspot.com/2013/02/fig-tree-collages.html

http://joys-poems.blogspot.com/2013/08/haiku-fig-etiquette.html

http://joys-joyousjoy.blogspot.com/2012/08/gds-fig-tree-parshat-ki-tavo-moses.html

http://www.chabad.org/theJewishWoman/article_cdo/aid/626326/jewish/Manna-From-Heaven.htm

Psalms of My Soul

http://sephirathaomer.blogspot.com/2011/05/blossoms-of-today-day-19-hod-sh.html

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Fig tree Mama Joy and G*d's abundant big fig tree
grown from a barren branch gift from Italy 32 years ago.
Planted the single barren scion filled with promise, in 1980, from a friend's grandfather's tree.
(Adjacent orange tree on left (next to a grapefruit tree), Joy planted 33 years ago for daughter's birthday.)

Horizontal heavy fig tree trunk

Fig tree roots on northern slope

Figs from Garden of Joy shared at Lev Eisha luncheon Kiddush

Pick 'em Perfect

Fig tree's 2 trunks upright

Fig tree 1 of 2 trunks horizontal

Fig tree top after lower large branches were removed.
And before full top amputation.

Fig tree's 2nd Generation 2011
In 4th year I ate the fruit of the baby fig tree
and it was delicious.
2013 Tu B'Shvat branches from this tree.
This tree I planted on slope for the animals.

Hummingbird serenely sits high on Fig tree 2 days after tree trunk #2 amputation,
week of Tu B'Shvat, and communicates in song with nearby Mockingbird.
(I feel that this tiny bird is honoring / healing Mama Fig Tree.)

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Clouds' Crayon Box

Clouds' Crayon Box

This morning's magnificent markings of Presence

huge clouds,

whispers of white fluffs,

overlaid with thin brush marks of translucent black

sun painting radiant white on edges

only as I have seen

from the Masters in the museums.

Sky blue depth of field

wakes up daybreak's display

offering visions of mighty mountains.

Horizon's frame of slender salmon hues

continues committed during this exhibition.

Not enough film in camera

to capture this beauty

my eyes behold

as I hear the birds singing, a symphony

an overlay, a separate track

on this magical marvelous miracle.

Two winged ones--birds fly higher than I've ever seen

feathered creatures that bring me joy.

It's not the Endeavor, paired, crossing the skies

as the space shuttle did this week

with the world watching for its landing.

Time for a new day, one of hope.

The Creative One uses today for canvas, the entire sky

creates a canopy that does not stay still,

endless creations silently travel.

Radiance beaming

beckoning me to give gratitude

and in wonder, photograph, paint, write,

feel in my heart hope, that

peace in our universe…

gathers in like nets in the ocean, bringing us

to see

what can be… .

My 90 year-old friend calls

breaking the silence of speech

shares with me

the awesome orange colors

she saw in the clouds.

She witnessed

the Divine One's sky of dawn.

Chanting passionate prayers for peace

in the early hours,

I missed the orange.

I was too late today

for G*d's colorful crayon box.

9.23.12

I was so immersed in the beauty of the morning gift and then writing that I did not photograph this sunrise, but enjoy others seen in my site:

http://joys-favorite-fotos.blogspot.com/2012/05/clouds-of-glory.html

About Me

G*d Loves Me Heart

Raindrops

Geese In Flight

MANNA FROM HEAVEN

FIG TREE AT SINAI

Clouds' Crayon Box

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