Uncategorized October 7, 2011

Yom Kippur, Day of White

There are 6 fast days on the Jewish calendar:

The man, the woman, the long, the short, the black, the white.

Man: Fast of Gedalya (day after Rosh Hashanah)
Woman: Fast of Esther (day before Purim)
Long: Shiva Asar B’Tammuz – longest because of the number of daylight hours (it’s in July)
Short: Asara B’Teves – fewest daylight hours (January)
Black: Tisha B’Av – blackest, most mournful day on our calendar
White: Yom Kippur – white for purity, cleansing, and repentance

Do you dread Yom Kippur?  I do too, sometimes.  In my immature moments I dread the fasting and high expectations of prayer.  In my more mature moments, I welcome the opportunity to truly dust off the cobwebs and stand bravely to face my demons.

And in my most mature moments, I dread it again, wondering if I’ve overestimated myself.

Yom Kippur looks white.  It’s quiet.  People walking to services, from services, dressed simply.  They’re quiet. It’s a serious day.  Nothing else matters.

It smells fresh, like after a good rain.

It tastes metallic, from fasting.

It sounds like a rush of the ocean in prayer, the melody swelling and falling like the tide.

It feels like the pages of my machzor (holiday prayerbook).   Turning, turning, turning.  I’m cold, from not eating.  I pull my sweater close around me.

That was in my youth.

Now, I care for my kids.  Teach at JFX.  Run to catch a small morsel of the service at shul (synagogue).  I grab it like the hungry woman I am.  Try not to kvetch about the fasting; that’s SO not what it’s about.

Hope I’m using the hours well, as they tick, tick, tick away…

Uncategorized October 6, 2011

Is Your Dog Orthodox?

Why are Orthodox kids scared of dogs?

I have a better question:  Why do dog-owners get offended when Orthodox kids are scared of their dogs?

Here’s the answer to the first question; dog owners will have to supply the answer to the second:

Orthodox kids typically do not grow up with dogs as pets.  Their relatives and classmates typically do not either.  Therefore, they are not used to them.  Therefore, they don’t know how to read their signals or distinguish from pit pull to golden retriever (did I get that right?).  When a huge doggie leaps up and is larger than said child (or not), it can be frightening.

Which begs an even better question:  Why don’t Orthodox people typically own dogs?

Some hypotheses:

1. They have more kids instead of pets.  Me, if I ever thought I had the time and mental energy to handle caring for an animal, I’d say to myself: Self!  What is stopping you from bringing another child into this world?

2. For kids of Holocaust survivors, dogs were a no-no, as the Germans used them for crowd control, and worse.

3. There are some Halachic issues with caring for a pet on Shabbat and holidays.  Yes, yes, I know that they can all be surmounted, but some people would prefer to avoid this issue in the first place.

4. Part of Jewish philosophy is the stressing of the distinction between human and animal.  I don’t know if or how that relates, but I sure find it interesting, especially as society as a whole tends to humanize animals and animalize humans.  Think Curious George all the way down to the Berenstein Bears, to the zoo telling us we are simply cooler primates.  Jewish philosophy disagrees.

5. Due to the above and possibly reasons I’ve never thought of, it has become culturally unusual for Orthodox people to own dogs – which drives its own resistance.

Nevertheless, I want to stress that it is not AGAINST Halacha (Jewish law) to own a dog, and if an Orthodox person wants to, he most certainly can, and all the power to him, and that’s awesome.

And if it could please not lick my face, I’d be decidedly grateful.

Any other hypotheses out there?

Uncategorized October 5, 2011

Growing up Faithful

Taught a class this week on the concept of Torah from Sinai.  The issue at hand was did, indeed, the Revelation at Sinai take place exactly as described in the Torah?

But before the conversation progressed very far, one of the women asked:

“Were you told this growing up?  That the Torah was given at Sinai in this miraculous way?  What was that like?  Because this was not a conversation we ever had in MY family.”

I tried to answer her question without the curse of knowledge.

And said:

I wasn’t told that it happened.  It was like the oxygen in our air.
I wasn’t told “my grandparents” were at Sinai – I was told WE, our very souls, were at Sinai.
It wasn’t A Conversation.  It was multiple conversations, off-the-cuff comments, references to faith, belief in miracles, and hope for the future, replaying infinitely and exponentially.
It wasn’t blind faith.  I challenged, asked, insisted on consistency and cohesion and synchronicity and order.  And got it.

What were you told?

Uncategorized October 4, 2011

The Firefighter

Tonight I went to a special session at University Heights city hall to honor a firefighter, Paul Nees, who was seriously injured while rescuing neighbors of ours from a fire that destroyed much of their home one Friday evening in July. The Orthodox community was encouraged by our Rabbis and community leaders to reach out to Mr. Nees with messages, cards or gifts to express our appreciation for his heroism.
Be it known: I’m not a weepy woman. But I was in tears tonight.
Mr. Nees spoke, as did the family he rescued. A local rabbi who was instrumental in the card campaign spoke too and a special edition American Greetings card was presented. The vice-mayor, an Orthodox woman who lives across the street from me, led the evening, and a young boy, inspired by his Rabbi to distribute cards, presented the basket of cards to the firefighter.
On this, possibly the busiest week in the Jewish calendar short of pre-Passover, the room was full of Orthodox Jews of all stripes, lay people and clergy, adults, teens, and kids, as well as other citizens of University Heights.
I’m proud to be a part of it.
Thank you, Mr. Nees and your entire department.
Uncategorized October 3, 2011

8 Steps To Your Favorite New Year’s Resolution

Jews are lucky.  We
get two birthdays – our Hebrew date and our solar calendar date.  We get upwards of 10 holidays throughout the
year, separate from legal holidays.  And
we get to fail at our New Year’s Resolutions twice – once at January 1st,
and again at the Jewish New Year in September!
How to beat the odds? 
In 8 steps, that’s how.
1.       Choose what you’re good at.
Most folks invariably make doomsday mistake
#1: they pick what they’re bad at.  Fail
continuously at dieting?  Resolve to lose
weight!  Have an awful relationship with
your in-laws?  Resolve to be nice to
them!  Consistently lose your temper with
your kids!  Resolve to be more patient!
While these goals are lofty and admirable,
they are bad choices for one reason: they will never work.
Choose something you’re already good at, but resolve to upgrade
it in quality or quantity.  Or,
similarly, choose something you’ve been jonesing to do for awhile, want to do,
and know you can do, but needed a poke in the ribs.  This is it. 
New Year’s is your poke.
Example:
You
have a good marriage, but have noticed yourself slipping in disparaging your
spouse to others, all in a jokey way. 
You know you can reign this in, and really want to. 
2.       Pinpoint an action.
Saying, “I’m going to be more healthful” is
super nice, but until you make it a specific VERB it won’t mean much in the
real world.  Try: I’m only going to spend
$5 a week on junk food.  Or: I’m going to
join a produce food share.  Or: I’m going
to move my computer upstairs so I have to do the stairs several times a
day.  Those are actions!
Example:
In
your marriage resolution, the action might be: I’m going to order a set of CD’s
on marriage improvement and keep it in my car. 
Or: I’m going to use the words “sweetie” or “honey” more often.  Or: I’m going to call relative x, who’s been
happily married for 50 years, and ask her if I can come over to do an informal
interview and get some nuggets of wisdom. 
Note the verbs: order, use, call. 
They are practical actions that you can visualize yourself doing today.
3.       Make it specific.
Now that you have an action, make it more
specific.  You’re going to join a food
share?  When will you call?  Whom will you call?  Where will you store it?  Get as nitty-gritty as you can – it will save
you heartache later instead of having your resolution die a slow death of
neglect and ambiguity.  You’re going to
move your computer upstairs?  When?  To where?  
Is there space?  Think all the
details through.
Example:
From
whom will you order the CD’s?  Do you
need to do research on a good recommendation? 
Are you going to be more mushy in public, or just in private?  Which relative will you call, and when?  Do you have time for the interview, or is
this just wishful thinking?  You know you’ve
accomplished this step when you have a plausible to-do item that is on your
list or in your calendar.
4.       Limit by time.
Don’t leave your resolution
open-ended.  How much time will you spend
on this?  If your resolution is to be
more patient with a co-worker, give yourself a time-frame: from 9-10 am, you
will work on your attitude.  Or if your
resolution is to call your mother-in-law once a week, pinpoint your time-frame:
Friday mornings, for a maximum of 10 minutes.
Also set a deadline by which you will stop
and re-assess if this resolution is the right one: ie, after a month, or
six.  The length of time is less
important than that you are giving yourself a kosher endpoint to stop and take
stock.  At that point you may choose to
scrap and start over – hopefully you’ll have learned something in the
process.  Or you may choose to upgrade
again.  Or even to continue exactly what
you’re doing.
Example:
“I
will listen to the CD’s for 10 minutes a day, when I’m on my way to my 3:30
carpool.  Or, I will be especially kind
on Sunday mornings, from 8-9 am (try it at a time that you’re awake for a
greater challenge).  I will try my
program for two months.”
Now
set a reminder on your iphone or Blackberry or whatever – both to remind yourself to
do it, and to let yourself know when your endpoint approaches.
5.       Limit by place.
Don’t expect yourself to abide by
your resolution everywhere.  We all have
times that we’re away from home, not on our own schedules, and are otherwise
not in control of life’s details.  Build
that right into your resolution so it doesn’t throw you. 
Example: only going to spend $5 a
week on junk food?  What about when you’re
away on vacation?  Will you be
exempt?  Will you up your allowance to
$10 a week?  Make these decisions in
advance.  Going to call your
mother-in-law every Friday?  What about
when you’re traveling for business? 
It’s fine to limit your resolution
to only apply when you’re home, when you’re eating at your own table, or in
your car.  It’s even better – both because
you’re making your resolution that much more attainable, and because you’re
planning for the unexpected  – which will
happen regularly.  One year, I resolved
not to make phone calls when I was driving a child to or from an appointment,
but only if that child was the only other person in the car besides me.  This would be my private time with that
child.  Had I resolved to not be on the
phone when my kids were around, my resolution would’ve died eons ago.  As it stands, I still am in full observance
of that resolution, made a number of years ago – because it was so very
specific and limited.
Example:
“I
will work on my marriage in the car listening to the CD’s.  If I’m driving someone else’s car to carpool,
I will not hold myself responsible.” 
Or,
“I will be more cognizant of my language while at the breakfast table.  Or, when we go out with friends to venue x, I
will be especially aware to build my spouse with positive language, and not be
denigrating.”

 Specify the place where your resolution will
happen.

6.       Write it down.
No, not in your head.  Not in your computer.  Not even in your iphone.  Take an index card or piece of PAPER, and a
good ol’ fashioned PEN, and write it down. 
Next, TAPE it somewhere  you will
see it every morning: on your alarm clock, on the mirror in your bathroom, in
your underwear drawer.
Example:
“I
will use especially soft language to my spouse like ‘sweetie’ and ‘honey’ every
morning as we are getting ready to leave the house, from 8:00 am-8:30 am.  I have set myself a reminder in my
phone.  I will only do this when we are
home.  I will try it for one month, then
reassess.”
Now
tape it to your bathroom mirror.

7.       Share it with someone who loves you.
Make a copy of your index card or
paper and give it to someone who loves you. 
No need to shout it from the rooftops, and also not smart to share it
with the butt of your resolution, but definitely make yourself externally
accountable by sharing it with someone who really wants you to succeed: your
spouse (unless you’re working on that relationship), a good, trustworthy and
discreet friend, a sister.
Example:
Make
a copy of your marriage resolution and share it with a close sibling or
girlfriend who also has a good marriage and truly wants you to succeed – but won’t
share it with others.

8.       Set yourself a consequence.
When (not if) you slip, you will give yourself a consequence.  Determine what that consequence will be
now.  It should be a proactive action –
not a “refraining from” kind of thing.
Good: I will unplug the TV for ½ hour.
Bad: I won’t watch my favorite show.
Good: I will send a $10 donation to a cause I
disagree with.
Bad: I will skip my favorite Starbucks drink.

Good: I will spend ½ hour folding laundry [insert
your least favorite chore here].  This is
actually very good, because your household benefits.
Bad: I will do my resolution for longer tomorrow
(the time frame you chose is just right; if you couldn’t swing it today, don’t
expect yourself to surpass your original expectations tomorrow).
Example:
If I flub up my half
hour, I will spend an extra fifteen minutes prepping my spouse’s favorite
salad/dessert/picking up something special for him that day.
***
Now you see what you can do
How to choose to see this through
Try the steps, one through eight,
See how soon you celebrate!
Let me know how it goes!
Uncategorized October 2, 2011

Young, Thin, and Happy

I wrote this post two years ago.
Today is my father’s 31st yahrtzeit.
If you might do a mitzvah in his memory (Moshe ben Aryeh Leibish), it would be truly a kindness.


Last night I dreamed of my father. He’s been gone for 29 years so I
rarely dream of him anymore. It’s not his yahrtzeit. Not his birthday.
Anniversary. I wasn’t even really thinking about him much.

In my dream he was 30. Young, thin, and happy. We were in the little 2×4
summer bungalow that my family used to rent each summer in Monticello, NY.
He was in the kitchen making me breakfast. We didn’t even say anything to
each other. But there we were, connected. Ever read the play, “Our Town”?
That’s how it was. Except I was in it, not reading it.

When I woke up, I knew that there had been a connection between my dad and
me. I don’t know the nature of this connection. Was it spiritual?
Emotional? Psychological? Wishful thinking? But it was there,
nevertheless. It was real.
If he would still be alive today, he wouldn’t be young. Probably not
thin. Maybe even not happy. I look around at people my age with dads.
Relationships are complicated. But in my world, my dad will always be
frozen at 30. Young, thin, and happy. Taking care of me. In that little
one-story cocoon in Monticello, NY.

Uncategorized September 28, 2011

Shana Tova and Blogging Breaks

May all of my dear readers experience a wonderful, happy, healthy, sweet new year.

This time of year, cliches are very welcome.  They’re called “traditions.”

Thank you, all, for making my blogging adventures so very rewarding.

Won’t be blogging tomorrow or Friday… and big blogging break coming up October 12- November 6 due to the Sukkot holiday rolling right into my upcoming trip to Israel!

Lots to talk about meanwhile, and upon my return!

Shana Tova – may it be a good year!

Love,

Ruchi
OOTOB