Appreciating Beauty Within

Artwork by DD, Shoshana

Made-a-Move #12   Putting thoughts into writing

  בס”ד

Morning musings….

Appreciating Beauty Within

To cover or not to cover – that is the question.

I think this is a basic principal of what modesty is all about – appreciating the beauty within.  In clothing, speech, actions, etc.  So often, the more that is revealed, the less the true beauty is seen.  Ever hear someone you are not very close to talk about details in their life to the point you think “Too much information – I didn’t need to know that.”  On the other hand, when you have a very close relationship with someone else, their divulging the same level of detail makes you appreciate them that much more.

An artist’s masterpiece painting

The artist themselves and other art experts can look at a finished painting and marvel at the beauty of the brush strokes, the materials used, how this piece compares to others done by that artist or by other artists, use of color, placement of the objects, and other intricacies.  Some art enthusiasts would be able to recognize the beauty and author of the piece even in an odd location, or found rolled in a corner of an attic.  For the general public to appreciate it as a masterpiece, the artwork is partially covered by putting it in a fancy frame, is hung on a wall with special lighting, and may even be covered at times with a curtain for protection.

Royalty – kings & queens

Close your eyes for a moment and picture a king and queen amongst other people.  How are they distinguished from the masses?  How do they speak?  How do they carry themselves? How is their clothing different from others?

The Torah

In the Jewish tradition, the holiest book, called the Torah, is generally kept rolled shut, covered with a decorated velvet covering (or ornate box), crowned and placed in a beautiful cabinet when not in use.  It is clearly recognized by all, even those totally unfamiliar with it, that it is considered highly special.  Those who are more knowledgeable about it, stand in respect when it is taken out, and appreciate the profundity of the words inside when it is uncovered and read.  Those even more knowledgeable can even recognize the beauty of the details of each of the hand-inked letters and the parchment it was written on.

The Jewish Woman

So many people have the misconception that orthodox Jews make their women cover their hair and wear modest clothing to hide their beauty from other men to not tempt them.  Their theory hits a brick wall when they then try to understand how these same women wear beautiful clothing, hats, and wigs.  The modesty rules are not being bent hypocritically – it is the theory that is in need of adjustment.   Just like the art expert, or very close friend, the woman’s husband and immediate family can appreciate her true beauty with or without the fancy coverings.  Traditional Judaism recognizes the incredible beauty, strength, insight, and closeness to G-d that women have.  The modesty customs are not so much to hide the women, but rather to provide a frame by which their special status can be recognized and appreciated by others.  On her wedding day, the woman was recognized and treated like a queen.  Modesty is a means by which she can carry that status throughout her life.

Through modesty a person’s inner beauty can shine through for all to see and appreciate.

Moving along

One move leads to another… and another… and another…

Sewing this on Monday…

helped get me past a road block of sewing/ mending.

This week, without hesitation and my usual procrastination, I went on to sew and mend a scrunchy with left over fabric cuttings from the purse, the large hole in my DS’s pants and the clasp that has been falling off of my skirt for months.

More moves to come.

- DebBee

A Purse for ME

Made-a-move #11

Somehow, I always tend to do things the hard way.  What started out as a great idea, to come up with my own design and use fabric from home to make a purse, got more and more complex.

I started out with taking time for myself to let my creative juices flow and design it.  A couple quick looks into some sewing books at home gave me the ‘go ahead – seems simple enough’.  After quite a while of thinking through all of the details, fabrics and dimensions, I realized that I was a little foggy on how to make it lined with all of the seams hidden.  No problem – a quick internet search gave me plenty of examples on how to make a lined bag.  Ok – they went the logical and easy way of making an open tote bag…  mine has an outer flap and inside pockets…

Here I am with just a few minutes left to Monday, so I better post what I have so far:

Last 3 steps finished:

 

Not bad for a 1st attempt and prototype.

My daughter loves it.  Great size, cute pockets, and great color :) – a girl after my own heart ;)   She is already picturing making them for her friends.  I took lots of pictures of each step.  I see a tutorial in it’s future!

Moving along and more moves to come.

- DebBee

The wind beneath their wings

Made-a-move #10

The wind.  That is what I strive to be in so many ways – the wind beneath the wings of others to help them soar.  That is when I feel like I am soaring – carried on the wings of the people around me that I help in some way.  That’s the common denominator in the wide variety of things I have done since the middle of high school – from being a youth group board member, a care attendant, an occupational therapist, a wife and mother, a sewing teacher, a start-up company administrator, a preschool cook involving kids in the kitchen…

My move for this week was to further develop and add pictures to a web site my DH set up for my oldest daughter.

Friends very kindly commissioned my DD to make painted glass plates that were to be sent out as part of a gift package to many people and included a bio card (with her new web address) to help promote her artistic talents.  To that end, I learned how to upload pictures of her work and combed through my picture directories to create a growing online portfolio for her.

The wind beneath their wings.  Seeing the YouTube posting of that song from Beaches makes me hold back tears, but the song is so me.  I want to be a strong wind that helps and encourages others to ever higher heights.

Wind Beneath My Wings lyrics
Songwriters: Jeff Alan Silbar;Larry Henley

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face
You were content to let me shine, that’s your way
You always walked a step behind

So I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength
A beautiful face without a name for so long
A beautiful smile to hide the pain

Did you ever know that you’re my hero
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings

It might have appeared to go unnoticed
But I’ve got it all here in my heart
I want you to know, I know the truth, of course I know it
I would be nothing without you

Did you ever know that you’re my hero?
You’re everything I wish I could be
I could fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings

Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
You’re everything, everything I wish I could be
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle
For you are the wind beneath my wings
‘Cause you are the wind beneath my wings

Oh, the wind beneath my wings
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings
Fly, fly, fly away, you let me fly so high
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings

Fly, fly, so high against the sky
So high I almost touch the sky
Thank you, thank you
Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings

(adapted from: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/bette-midler-lyrics/wind-beneath-my-wings-lyrics.html)

Come fly with me!

- DebBee

 

Cakes

Made-a-move #9

Oops – I was so excited about my oldest son coming home from a 2 week long trip to Israel on Monday that I forgot to post my move for last week… cakes.

In putting together a happy birthday sign for my middle son I came across pictures of how determined he was to make his own cake last year. So after school, the day of his birthday, I helped him make his own cake and decorate it his own way.

Strawberry - Yum! Who cares if its pink?!

 

Sunday was my turn to decorate cakes my way for a special event at the preschool of my youngest son, where I work.
Making and decorating cakes can bring so much happiness to so many people!

More moves to come.