“We are silken threads in the dark, woven by a celestial Weaver…
and though torn by life, we bear the wounds through which the light may enter.”
A book that many have long awaited… one to be devoured, read, and held close to the heart, until one understands, and is understood; until one makes their own a form of poetry they did not yet know they yearned for.
The story of Miriam Jaskierowicz Arman is profound: a life steeped in that immense goodness which, by its very nature, draws hardship toward itself. It is a narrative that speaks of the sadness that fosters growth, a sorrow that may mortify the flesh, yet serves as a libation of pure passion. It is effortless to find oneself dreaming amidst the verses of this magnificent poetess. She is an Artist who gives without expectation, seeking nothing but the strength to never look back, where the meaning of life often blurs and hides among the fragmented memories that render us solitary.
What races and what stumbles transpire through these words; how many bruises can a life collect in defense of a soul that demands its freedom? What power emanates from this woman’s resurgence, as she expresses a primal strength that becomes the Word, letters falling from above, composing themselves into being.
To venture into the depths of “OPEN THE HEAVENS FOR ME” is to accept an invitation to an alchemical transmutation, where the word ceases to be a mere graphic sign and becomes pure vibration, a breath that expands far beyond the rhetoric of devotion to touch the most secret chords of a spirituality lived as both flesh and light. These are words that seek out open wounds to enter, that search for the voids yet to be filled, urging the reader’s heart toward an awakening. They are capable of touching even the most hardened and betrayed, a mission that resolves an unconscious plight, an escape from the prison of a reality defined by the inability to truly live. It is a written promise that desires without demanding; a thought so profound it is almost resented for the sheer pleasure it evokes.
Prof. Miriam Jaskierowicz Arman does not merely write, she happens. She glides across the pages through a flow of consciousness resembling the tidal surge of a primordial ocean, where each ebb brings to the surface fragments of millenary existences, eons of time condensing into the present moment of an “automatic writing” that is, at its core, a total surrender to the Divine.
Intellectually, the author deconstructs linear time. There is no before or after, but rather a simultaneity of being, in which the consciousness of who we were and who we are recognizes itself as a tireless voyager between visible and invisible worlds. This approach reveals an intellectual dynamic deeply rooted in the search for a Truth that is not deductive logic, but a Truth that vivifies, a wisdom born from pain transformed into understanding.
Hers is an intellect that feeds not on concepts, but on visions, such as that of the arena, where the encounter with the lion becomes an abstract symbol of the confrontation with one’s own shadow and the raw force of life. Here, the author’s profound sensibility emerges with poignant power. In her choice to cast away the torch and remain naked and defenseless before the beast, we see not an act of resignation, but the triumph of a sacred vulnerability. It is the soul, stripped of all worldly defenses, discovering that true protection resides in its own purity and in that profound gratitude which silences every vibration of anger or frustration.
Spiritually, the work takes the form of an ascent toward the “golden thread”, that subtle yet indestructible bond that unites the human solar plexus with the stars of ethereal light. The author describes a physical connection with the infinite, an energy that traverses the cranium and settles in the heart, suggesting that spirituality is not a mental abstraction, but a cellular experience, a heartbeat synchronized with the breath of the Universe. This “golden thread” is the perfect poetic metaphor for the soul’s quest: a luminous fiber weaving through the darkness of daily reality, not to flee from it, but to pierce through it, revealing the wholeness that lies within the “wellspring of inner resources.”
Suffering, in this context, is elevated to the dignity of a teacher, a necessary fire that burns away the dross of frivolity to allow goodness and sanctity to burst forth like the scent of gardenias at the awakening of the eastern winds. It is a text that vibrates with empathetic understanding toward human suffering, offering healing not as a future promise, but as a patient and faithful abiding in the essence of light.
In this pilgrimage of the spirit, a confrontation with all that remains unresolved in the heart becomes inevitable. It is a journey where one learns to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms or books written in a foreign tongue, questions that resonate as echoes of the unfathomable depths of the soul. It is a total and trusting surrender to Being, in order to transcend mortal suffering and attain a sublime spiritual healing.
The author of “OPEN THE HEAVENS FOR ME” has mastered this patience, loving the mystery and the silence of the arena until it becomes her sanctuary. Her approach to light and shadow implicitly recalls the words of St. John of the Cross: “To come to the knowledge of all, wish to have knowledge of nothing.” The act of entering the darkness to find the “star of ethereal light” is precisely this journey into the unknown, where faith is no longer a crutch, but sight itself. The symbolism of the lion calmed by the soul’s nakedness evokes a cosmic reconciliation, where the world’s aggression is absorbed by the “profound devotion” of one who understands that love forgets nothing, and that every tear shed is a pearl set in the azure of the oceans of being.
The work is thus a hymn of hope that does not ignore pain but moves through it like a veil, transforming the weary and restless heart into an open temple where heaven can finally enter and abide. Miriam Jaskierowicz Arman offers a testimony of how the soul, though it may move slowly, can reach that healing which is not merely the absence of evil, but a boundless presence of life, an ever-living quest of the soul that hides for a moment, only to shine eternally in the truth that sets us free.
Maria Grazia Carnà è nata a Catanzaro e vive a Camini, un piccolo borgo in provincia di Reggio Calabria, dopo gli studi superiori presso l’Istituto Maria Ausiliatrice di Soverato perfeziona la sua istruzione presso la facoltà di Farmacia di Pisa.
Lavora nel settore per cui ha studiato fin da subito, alternando i suoi impegni con volontariato e alcune passioni irrinunciabili.
Scrive per la testata online Incipit Sistema Comunicazione con il ruolo di capo redattrice senza mai specializzarsi su un tema preciso, ma cercando temi di interesse sociale e culturale, impegno che la porterà al titolo di Giornalista Pubblicista. Nel 2023 pubblica il suo primo romanzo dal titolo “Blu ionico”, con il quale si aggiudica vari riconoscimenti, tra i quali il Premio Internazionale Panorama Golden Book Award 2024, e il Concorso Biennale Internazionale “Percorsi letterari dal Golfo dei Poeti Shelley e Byron”, grazie al quale è stato segnalato alla Fiera del Libro di Francoforte 2024. Le viene assegnata il Premio Reggio Calabria Day 2025 alla letteratura come riconoscimento del suo impegno artistico nella scrittura e nello stesso anno viene insignita del prestigioso Premio Piersanti Mattarella al Campidoglio.