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.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

IN NORTH ONTAR-I-O-I-O*

בס"ד


19 Av

Drove to Ottawa!
We had made a picnic lunch for ourselves to eat on Parliament Hill. We ate by the statues honouring The Famous Five, then toured around the Hill admiring the architecture & exploring its many features...including a cat sanctuary!

We tried to confirm our camp site in Kiosk, so we could camp in legendary Algonquin park.
Light was going away, so we turned down the road to Samuel de Champlain Provincial Park to do mincha & set up camp. That was when the engine began to squeal like a banshee (what do banshees sound like when they squeal?) & threads of black smoke began rising from under the hood. We stopped & immediately turned off the motor. I dashed to the back & started chucking our stuff out of the car, just in case it was going to blow up. Joel looked at the engine & we discovered one of the belts had burned through. Great. A belt is a critical part - trouble is, we didn't know what the belt was FOR, so we knew we had to call for help in the morning. Our poor car limped into the park, we got a lovely, simple little campsite on Moore Lake & we settled in for the night.


* in memory of Wade Hemsworth

2 Comments:

Blogger Talmida said...

Aviel, you've seen my mother!

Barbara Patterson (the artist who did the Famous Five scupture) went to school with my mother, and my mother was the model who posed for Emily Murphy (body-- not face. Mrs. Patterson was looking for "traditionally built" women).

Small world.

:-D

8:07 AM  
Blogger Soferet said...

בס"ד
Well, it certainly is a small world - especially when you're Canadian :)
I've always been partial to Emily Murphy...

8:37 AM  

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