Netivat Sofrut: diary of a Soferet

Adventures of a female sofer learning to heal the world by doing Holy Work...writing a Sefer Torah

נחזיר את השכינה למקומה בצייון ובתבל כלה

"Let us restore the Divine In-Dwelling to Her Place in Zion & infuse Her spirit throughout the whole inhabited world."

So wherever we are, let us bring the Peace of G@d's Presence.

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SCRIBAL EVANGELIST As the only living certified Soferet (סופרת - female Jewish ritual scribe) & the first woman to practice sofrut (creation of sacred Hebrew texts) in over 200 years, I feel an obligation to blog about my experiences of The Work. I am also currently researching the foundation of a lost tradtion of women practicing this holy craft. For more on the services I provide, please see Soferet.com; Sofrut Nation. I am now available to engage with students, male or female, wishing to enter into the preliminary stage of learning sofrut. You are welcome to join me on this path. "Tzedeq, tzedeq tir'dof - Justice, justice you shall pursue." Devarim/Deuteronomy 16:20.

Friday, January 30, 2004

BS"D

GESTATION

Watched "Fiddler on the Roof" late into the night. Renewed some of my hopes & dreams. When I was 3 years old I wanted to be like Tevye when I grew up & I still do. Reminded me of my truths & capabilities. I feel re-oriented.
Re-Jew-venated.
:)
It's been a long haul. I've worked very hard to maintain my groundedness in this process, to keep my kavanah (intention) high & true & honest.
Each word, each letter, each stroke. Black on white. Strength on kindness.
It's all fire.
To say each word. To name each letter. To breathe.
I have felt only slightly tethered to the Earth, like a balloon blowing about its stake, at times drawing near to its base & always threatening to loose itself. I sleep, I pray, I run, I wash, I eat, I write. This is my life.
A beautiful, blessèd life, thank G@d.
But I require further cementing into this very real & very new life as ritual scribe.
As Soferet.
My Ayins are random. some have gaping jaws while others their crowns tangle up in each other. Even when I make their tails long enough, they always are threatened by the following letter: Mem Sofit, Bet, Nun...
& I've noticed that when a Khaf is followed by a Vav, it can look, at first glance, like a Mem without its bridge. My spacing needs work - this will help immeasurably. My work looks much better in cases where Yuds are followed by Nuns (they don't look like Tzadis anymore), & my script has become more square & is beginning to take on a bit of life, find its own voice...
Still trying to befriend Alef, though.
Shabbat Shalom, chaverim

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