Complete purity: newly washed clothes, natural waters splashed on my body, clean very short hair no straggles not one hair out of place. Purity of rain water on body and clothing and all over the ground washing dirt away, washing away tumah. Never a minute of work on a Shabbat never to carry never to use electronics darkened electric lights no fire lighted, cooking was done yesterday. All Shabbats celebrated none ignored holiness coming through everywhere not a moment of distrust not a minute of work on a Day of Rest. Tumah all washed away, words surrounding my ears only heard if they are words of purity, gossip quenched not heard not reaching the ears. Jewish Dietary Laws followed to a Tee. Never pork near my tongue not touching it not even looking at it. Pork does not exist. Clean hands clean everything clean heart--soul washed clean hyssop sprinkled and blessings chanted. A Thanksgiving where I am truly thankful for purity to its utmost nth of a degree completely totally holy.
I am Beth Ginzberg, the CEO and Founder of "Ginzberg Creative Poetry and Writings, Inc." I am a descendant of the Davidic Line of the Mashiach and an Israelite Hebrew Priestess. My father was a Levite Hebrew Priest. I am writing in memory of my father Emanuel Ginsburg, and with honor and love for my mother Jarie Vavra Granton. "There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." ~Albert Einstein
Thursday, November 26, 2015
RIGHTEOUS LIVING AFTER A MIKVAH
Complete purity: newly washed clothes, natural waters splashed on my body, clean very short hair no straggles not one hair out of place. Purity of rain water on body and clothing and all over the ground washing dirt away, washing away tumah. Never a minute of work on a Shabbat never to carry never to use electronics darkened electric lights no fire lighted, cooking was done yesterday. All Shabbats celebrated none ignored holiness coming through everywhere not a moment of distrust not a minute of work on a Day of Rest. Tumah all washed away, words surrounding my ears only heard if they are words of purity, gossip quenched not heard not reaching the ears. Jewish Dietary Laws followed to a Tee. Never pork near my tongue not touching it not even looking at it. Pork does not exist. Clean hands clean everything clean heart--soul washed clean hyssop sprinkled and blessings chanted. A Thanksgiving where I am truly thankful for purity to its utmost nth of a degree completely totally holy.
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