Monthly Archives: December 2011

A Tribute to the Poetess of Proverbs

Introduction:  I’ve often speculated that much of the book of Proverbs was orally transmitted to King Solomon by his mother, whose yearnings for her son were expressed in prayers sung over him like a lullabye.  I love that much of Proverbs 1-9 reveals a strong feminine voice.  Proverbs 31 can also be read as a tribute to the feminine voice.  Anyway this poem is my effort to honor that woman as I imagine her.  Naturally, it is also inspired by my current life with baby Aaron.


A woman weaves

Thread against colored thread

Crafting beauty with patience


A child sleeps; the woman dreams

of Wisdom, dancing with lightness, hovering

Like white birds governing

Revelations propelled by the heart of Creation


I will bless you my son

With a tapestry of Joy


With all that is good in me,

With all that I didn’t earn but has lit my darkness

With these I’ll compose a longing, a song

Praying Wisdom may master your heart

And Knowledge may sweeten your soul

Early on may you follow the dawn

Early on may you forego folly

Early on may the brightness of the noonday compel you

To the Love of ADONAI forever


I will bless you my son

With a tapestry of Freedom


The woman weaves

By a window open to receive:

Jewel-like water and houses glinting in the sun


The child coos. The woman breathes.

Wave after stirring wave

Of pure air spiced with wildness




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Like Father Like Son

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The Creative Everyday

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How do you nurture your inner-artist when your day is full of unglamorous tasks like diapering and laundry and scrubbing the kitchen sink?  One idea is to make your world (including your laundry room, kitchen, sleeping area, etc.) a place that inspires.

Here’s a few things I love:

  • A beautiful tin and the aromatic contents of Peet’s Winter Solstice Tea (available only this time of year)
  • Shadows cast by small bowls and bits of pottery on the tile
  • Original art by high school senior (at the time I bought it) Natasha Weir.  Hanging over the stove like a port hole on a ship
  • A painting of Crystal Cove on the kitchen wall I painted turquoise
  • A framed photograph of my German grandmother at 19
  • Whimsical clay cups Ben and I bought from an artist in San Diego
  • Radishes and chard sprouting from seed and beginning to look ready for harvest in the garden
  • Walking to the grocery store and nesting the purchases around Aaron in his stroller
  • Putting paint brushes in glass jars and storing them in the laundry room
  • The new bright blue label on Trader Joe’s plum tomatoes
  • Discovering a new way to make Mexican hot chocolate

I’d love to hear from you…where do you find the “creative” in your hum-drum life of everyday?