Hello beloved!
I’m landing from a weekend full of sweet and nourishing community, I was there in Priestess capacity to support with leading services. It is possibly one of my favorite things to do. While I was there this came poem came through a rewrite of liturgy, Mi Chamocha is both a declaration and question that is loaded with hope.
I do not approach rewriting parasha’s or liturgy lightly, it comes from a place of holding so many threads about liberation, living aligned with spirit, hope and so many other spiritual pieces. It is my love for the words of this book and our relationship to spirituality that I rewrite. Often enough we react with resistance based on past experiences or on things we’ve witnessed and found utterly outrageous. But there is a cost, the cost cuts off a part of you that goes underground longing for more, for something deeper.
One of the worst realizations I’ve had in my life was when I felt like I lost hope, faith and to a degree my belief. Dark knight of the soul won’t even cover it. It took a while and a lot of tears feeling the depth of that void that forced me to get to the choice from a different place and a different age—
I chose, from a dark place that I, I would surrender to every possibility of beauty because the alternative was too dark. Because I am made of light, but this turn (I’m not the girl in my 20’s or 30’s + a lot of grief and struggle) I am committed to supporting connection to spirituality (whatever that is for whoever it is) from a place of access, connection and personal relationship first. Not what other’s think, not the old stuff that got you stuck but a new slate of trust and journeying. Especially when there are wounds of belonging it can make it so challenging to build the personal relationship that is not heavily influenced and shaped by community.
I hope you enjoy this re-write of a very beautiful piece of liturgy/Torah even if you’re not Jewish I hope you can enjoy the sentiment. Deep bow to the Divinity in me and the divinity in you!
with Love & Devotion,
Kohenet Angelique
Mi chamocha ba-eilim Adonai? Mi camocha nedar bakodesh, nora tehilot, oseh feleh! Who is like you I searched for you In temporary things Despite all the miracles Sometimes you still don’t believe Be-lieve, Living to be The expression of a majesty Too incomprehensible for me I will not refer to your past wonders Still stuck on what was or what could be My soul hungers for a new world, a new story That’s feels like dancing a delicious—salsa, a guaira Or maybe bachata, A world that taste like ripe mango’s from a tree Like sun warmed coconuts Or watching the sun set on the beach
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