The Weaving of Creation

A Fragment from The Weaving of Eve, The Lost Books of Chava, Mother of all Life
As received by Kohenet Ketzirah HaM’agelet (Elul 5776) with small edits in Tishrei 5781

The Foundation Stone, אבן השתייה, is considered to be the navel of the world – the foundation on which life is built.  But its true name is the “Spindle Stone” because it is the Whorl with which the Elohim spun the world into being.  Zhe spun the thread from which the world was created from hir own essence — this is the meaning of Tohu vVohu, תֹ֙הוּ֙ וָבֹ֔הוּ.  It is wild and unformed like roving, and Tehom, תְה֑וֹם, is the deep well of souls where the spindle and its whorl descended out of nothingness to form creation.

In the beginning of G!d/dess weaving of the world into being, Zhe did not realize, at first, that creation would need continual making and remaking. When Zhe wove humanity into being, Zhe saw Zhe had created partners in the continued weaving of the world – this is why it is said — “it is very good” (וְהִנֵּה־ט֖וֹב מְאֹ֑ד). But she also saw that humans could unmake the world, which is why she sent the angels to teach the daughters of humanity.

The angels were sent to teach Chava’s daughters the way of the Great Weaving, the Way of the Weaver, so they could always be a part of the remaking of creation.  First they had to learn to spin the essence of the Weaver, אורגת, herself.  Then to lay the warp and weft of creation, not just for strength, but also for beauty and wonder.  Then they had to learn to patch and repair the broken parts, and when to cut it away and begin again.

Now the Daughters of Chava (חַוָה), Mayim (מַיִם), Aish (אֵשׁ), Ruach (רוּחַ), and Afar (עָפָר), each was beautiful in their own way.  One had skin like the night sky, and eyes and a smile that glittered like the stars and her twin had skin as pale as the stars, and hair and eyes as dark as the night sky. Another had skin and hair that matched the colors of the rising and setting sun, and eyes as that could be as blue as clear noon-day sky or as green as cedars of Lebanon, and her twin had skin the color of the earth, and hair and eyes that changed color with the seasons.

The angels sent to teach them quickly fell in love with the Daughters of Chava, for their beauty, their wisdom, and the works of their hands.  Who better to partner with the Daughters of the Mother of all the Living, than the messengers of the Great Weaver.  And each daughter, had a child that was part angel and part human – Mayim conceived and gave birth to Afela (אֲפֵלָה), Aish conceived and gave birth to Or (אוֹר), Ruach conceived and gave birth to Wisdom (חָכמָה), and Afar conceived and gave birth to Chayyim (חַיִים).  But the Weaver knew that this could not be the way of the world.  So the Great Weaver offered the angels a choice – become human and stay with the Daughters of Chava and their children, or return to the Palaces of the Heavens and remain as angels and never see the Daughters of Chava or their children again.

The angels felt such love that chose to stay with the Daughters of Chava, but did not realize what it meant to be human.  While they rejoiced in the Daughters of Chava and their own children, and loved assisting with the work of making and remaking creation, they longed for the songs of Heaven and wept each night as the sun set and each dawn as the sun rose.  This is why it is called “falling” in love.  Because the angels fell to the earth, and wept every day for the loss of heaven.  But the angels were determined that their knowledge should be passed on, and so each day for the rest of their days, which measured for each one-thousand years, while they wept at dusk and dawn; they spent the rest of their hours loving, living, and teaching their children the ways of the angels.

Midrash based on B’resheit 1:1-6:4, as well as weaving strands of Talmud (Exodus Rabbah 15:22)

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We need to tell better stories. The interpretations of ancient tales have skewed perceptions of women for millennia. The myth of “original sin” by Eve (whose name isn’t even Eve) for example.

I’ve been opening myself up to receive new interpretations, and this what I received.