new forgivenesses for the new hebrew year with the voices of foreignfire subscribers and contributors
thank you to all of you, and a sweet and happy new year
moses cries out these words to ask for miriam's healing (numbers 12:13 / במדבר יב יג)
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אל נא רפא נא לה
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"was is will be womblike and beautiful transcendence, long tempered huge loved and truthed, unlocking forgiveness for the thousands, lifting corruption crime and pollution and not giving up––"
waterpuller’s light #33: ויצא
this week's reading comes from genesis 28:10-32:3 with sounds from will gluck and translations from tal mor
Drawn to a dense ancestral arena: feet, Jacob, feet, Jacob, feet. A watering on his way, lounging sheep cliques there, three circles, awaiting the big boulder budge. When would the opening speak? Neighbor cliques temporarily adjoined, water, oh bursting heart, stone, oh protective amulet. Mouthway has a turn time. Then stone prayed back to the boundary, big push.
Sheep keepers, sliblings? Fromness revealed quickly. Ah, Haran. Laban, mutual friends, yup. Rachel sounded as well, new. Nu? She was coming with another fluff clique soon. Jacob thought the cliques should not all mingle yet, in the beginning of the sun’s first stretches. Best wait for a post-meal moon feature, no? Quenching could be simple, asocial for now.
But nope. Now-siblings explained that when all the cliques join, mouthway turns offering and woolen thirst is subsequently quenched. Rachel came with her paternal fluff feet parade, as they knew she would. Jacob witnessed her coming closer and caused the opening to speak. Kiss kiss, water was made available from the mouthway and his knowing eyes alike.