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Uncategorized March 12, 2012

Yoga, Feminism, Judaism… How do you make your decisions?

Rabbi Akiva Tatz is one of my all-time favorite authors. His works must be savored in small, focused, thoughtful doses, like a bar of very expensive chocolate.

I’ve been getting to know his Letters to a Buddhist Jew, as I lead two classes in a kind of book club. We’ve been on the book for about a year. Surprisingly, not everyone is as in love with the book as I am. For some, it’s too abstract; for others, it requires too much background knowledge; for others, it simply gives too much airtime to Buddhism.

I am breathtakingly in love with it.

Consider this excerpt:

A Jewish woman who has committed her life to Hinduism and yoga came to ask me some questions about Judaism. She happens to be firmly feminist in her views, and I presumed that separation of the sexes in Judaism was going to be an issue. I braced myself for the attack.

It never came. Her school of yoga always separates the sexes; they regard the mixing of men and women to be distracting and never allow it. She had absolutenly no problem with Judaism on this issue. If the yogis do it, it is wise and good.

…she has a hierarchy of value systems. Her yoga comes first, her feminism second (and her Judaism third). Now the higher system in the hierarchy defines the values before the lower; if a feature of yoga conflicts with a feature of feminism, yoga wiill win (and there is no need to change that when you get down to Judaism). If you see someone who cannot accept a feature of Judaism, you can assume that they have accepted a “higher” system that defines their values, and that is why that feature is a problem; the system higher in their hierarchy must win.

What I find singularly fascinating about this observation is that the woman in question was likely completely unaware of this hierarchy. She had probably never observed it or broken it down quite that way. When I think of what my hierarchy of values are, I might say, Judaism first, family second, popular opinion third… but what colors my opinions? Do I really let popular opinion be third?

And do I always filter my decisions through the lens of Judaism? What of when Judaism and family conflict – then what?

What do you think of Rabbi Tatz’s assertion? What’s your hierarchy of values? What wins out in a conflict?

Loosely related post: Mechitza-phobia

Uncategorized March 6, 2012

Mormon Baptism of Dead Jews… What Offends You?

On my primary news outlet, Facebook, I came across a startling piece of news: not only do Mormons apparently convert dead Jews posthumously, but Anne Frank has been a recent candidate.

The reactions were quick and angry.  Offended.  Wounded.  Outraged.

Me?  I thought it was funny that anyone was wasting their time with this nonsense.

Here’s what I posted:

  Re the Mormons, I don’t find it
offensive at all, because such rites don’t change anything.

To which the OP responded:

while the rite may be
meaningless I find the sentiment behind it offensive. Much the same way
I find it offensive when somebody tries to “save” me.

Me:

That’s a common sentiment, but one I don’t share. It’s like an annoying mosquito on the other side of a window.  It can’t touch me.

OP:

I’m going to start thinking about it that way!

Random friend:

Ruchi, you sound very enlightened! 

I like that girl.

***

My two teenaged daughters were shopping at a grocery store before Chanukah.  One of the (non-Jewish) shelf stockers dropped something made of glass, and it broke.  Instinctively, the dropper said, “Well, Mazel Tov!” and they started singing a Chanukah song.

This was not a Jewish store.

Why Jews say “Mazel Tov” when they break glass is a whole ‘nother post, but what interests me here was their quickly sobered behavior when they noticed my obviously Jewish daughters.

The laughing stopped, the singing stopped, and they quickly apologized.  “Did we offend you?” came the question.

My daughters looked at each other oddly.  Offended?  They thought it was cute.

***

Do you think Jeremy Lin was offended by the Ben and Jerry’s fortune cookie ice cream flavor in his honor?  The ice cream flavor was changed after “initial backlash.”  As a Jew I wondered which segments of the Asian American community felt threatened by this.

If it would have been a Jewish sports star (ha) with a bagel-and-a-shmear in his honor, well, as a strongly identified
Jew, I think I would find that clever and amusing – though perhaps
acknowledging privately that it’s a rather shallow nod to my faith. But
hey – it’s food, not the high holidays.

***

Does the offended reaction serve us well?  Is it justified?  Wise?  Due to… insecurity?

What do you think?
 

Uncategorized February 8, 2012

Is Hillel Encouraging Going to the Game on Shabbat?

My friend Jessica Bell Semel was describing one of those situations that has the potential to become “one of those” very divisive issues in a community.  This took place a couple of years ago – what do you think?

Situation: Parents’ Weekend at the University of Michigan is coming up,
and Hillel sends out a letter detailing various activities that will be
available in addition to the usual offerings from the University. I
think the letter went to parents of current students – no alumni without
Michigan students.

Opportunities: Friday night services (mehitza
minyan, Reform, Conservative, etc.); Shabbat Dinner at Hillel; Saturday
morning services and lunch; block of tickets for the football game (very
hard to get tickets!) and other assorted events.

The letter
just gives links to register for any of the activities, with a link to
the sports office or Football Gods or something, with a code to put in
to get your football tickets. Please note, the seats are not good at
all, but they ARE seats.

Someone sends an email to Michael
Brooks, the executive director, complaining that Hillel is encouraging
people to go to the game on Shabbat.

He sends out a long
response. Basically, he tells us that in close to 30 years at Michigan
he has never been to a football game since he davens and rests on
Shabbat. However, the culture at Michigan (and all Big 10 schools) is
all about Football Saturdays. His point is that Hillel is open to all
Jews, those that observe, and those that do not, and his organization
has managed (through a wonderful relationship with the university) to
get a block of tickets for any parents that may want to buy them. He is
not advocating going to the game, or not going to the game, only
reaching the kids and their parents wherever they are (a big Hillel
goal, anyhow).

As you might imagine, a great email discussion
ensues – and lots of people are engaged. It was great. By the way, the
University does have some kind of an arrangement so that observant kids
who can’t carry on the sabbath can go to the games without bringing
their tickets. I am not sure how it works, but I do know that some
Cleveland kids who are observant do go to the games.

What do you say readers?  Let the respectful debate ensue!

Uncategorized January 31, 2012

3 Steps to Fixing the Half-Judaism Trend: guest blogger Leah Weiss Caruso

My friend Leah Weiss Caruso blogs at www.therebbetzinrocks.wordpress.com, which is entirely appropriate because she absolutely does.  Rock, that is.

Leah is one of those rare breeds of human who is funny, wise, kind, open-minded, and respectful of those which whom she completely disagrees.  She and I agree on many, many things, and disagree on many too.  Yet our friendship and mutual respect prevails.  Our friendship is an icon for this blog.  

And here she is:
Ruchi’s
conclusion in her “Half-Judaism” post is that both parties are
half-right.  And half-wrong.  They have each only acknowledged half of
Judaism.

I
think Ruchi is spot-on.  Being an active, thinking Jew is more than
just being a good person, and it’s more than just keeping kosher.  There
is a phrase from our tefillah [prayer], “The World stands on three things: Torah, Worship, and Acts of Loving-kindness.”

Not just one of these things, but all three.

#1:
Torah (Written – 5 Books of Moses; Oral – Mishnah/Talmud): The Jewish
Way as we know it.  Kosher, Shabbat, marriage, birth, death, business
ethics, etc.  It’s all in there.  How each person interprets it . . .
well, that’s a whole other post!  But we must acknowledge its place in
our DNA, and find ways to incorporate its spirit, if not always its
letter, into our lives.  However, it can’t be our ONLY thing.

#2:
Worship:  Fairly obvious.  Except, it’s not.  Many of us think of prayer
as something we do a couple of times a year in a big room filled with
lots of people and questionable art.  Or maybe a Shabbat service here
and there.  And for many people, “prayer” hangs over them as a
prescribed thing that is in a relatively foreign language and said to a
deity in which one may or may not believe.

I’m here to say that, at
least for me, “prayer” = the hopes that I have, the dreams that I have,
the gratitude that I have, and how I express all of that and acknowledge
the Divine presence in my life.  It’s rarely in the form of what is in
our prayer-books.  It is, however, a part of my daily life.  I think
it’s integral to being a conscious Jew – being conscious others and of
the world around you.  Like #1, it can’t be the only thing you do. 
Being pious in prayer alone does NOT = good Jew.

#3: Acts of
Loving-kindness: “good deeds”.  Chesed.  Charity.  Being a good person. 
We all strive for this!  But it has to go hand-in-hand with #1 &
#2.

1+2+3 = 1.  A whole Jew.  How we incorporate these things into
our lives is as unique as our fingerprints, but we can’t go “halfsies”
on this.  This is our challenge:  be a full Jew.

Uncategorized January 23, 2012

Half-Judaism

Some Jews say:

Why do I need to worry about all these commandments?  I’ll just be a good person and not bother others.  I don’t steal, kill, or commit adultery.  Really, that’s what matters in the grand scheme of things. 

Other Jews say:

The important thing, what makes us Jewish, is our relationship with God.  Prayer, kosher, Shabbat – these are the central Jewish tenets and hallmarks of religiosity.

I say:

You’re both half-right, and you’re both wrong.  You’re both incomplete.  And you’re each only tapping into half-Judaism.

Uncategorized January 23, 2012

The Roseto Secret of Longevity

Date trees, in isolation, produce dates that are sterile,
not sweet, and not marketable.  Date
trees planted in groves, specifically where the branches are intertwined,
produce sweet and delicious dates.
In Roseto, Pennsylvania, a startling discovery was made in
1966.  People in that town were living
significantly longer than in any other city in America, even in adjacent
Pennsylvania towns.  They died of heart
attacks at a rate only half of the rest of America.   
What gave? 
 
They weren’t eating healthier or exercising – but the residents of this
town had one thing its neighbors did not: community.  This was largely a town of Italian
immigrants, where the elders sat out on front porches and everyone took
responsibility for one another.  This
appeared to be the direct cause of the remarkable longevity of the people of
Roseto.
Dates, people: we need each other.  Our very survival depends on it.
On my recent trip to Israel, I decided to stay after the
tour was over for two extra days to shop, pray, and visit.  I didn’t make firm plans with anyone,
preferring to be an independent agent and let my day unfold organically. 
The first day, I was heady with freedom.  I walked wherever I wanted, ate wherever I
pleased and whenever I was hungry, reveled in having no one expect me to be
anywhere.  For a working mom, this was so
completely and radically different from my daily existence that I was quite
literally drunk with joy.
 
The second day, I tried the same gig.  But it didn’t feel good anymore.  I felt unloved; unmoored.  Unneeded, ignored.  Anonymous, even rejected.  I craved my peeps.  When I made my way to the airport much later,
I practically hugged every one of my friends at the airport (okay, I did
actually hug them all).  I felt like a
hungry person who just found a meal.  A
warm, hot meal, cooked with love and served on a pretty plate.
Hey, I get that I’m an extrovert.  An introvert might enjoy the solitude for
longer than I did.  But I suspect the
feelings I experienced would eventually surface as well.
Dates… people…
What are your experiences with living in a community?
With
appreciation to Dr. David Pelcovitz, a remarkable human being, and his poignant
words at the AJOP Convention last week in Stamford, Connecticut.
Uncategorized January 5, 2012

The Brother

Once upon a time there lived a nice Jewish family named the Millers.  They lived in a nice suburb with a nice home and respectable jobs, and raised their children with values.  They had three sons: Ben, Josh, and Zack.


The Millers were a very well-known and respected family.  Everyone knew “you could trust a Miller.”  The boys were always proud to be introduced as Millers.


Ben, Josh and Zack grew up and went their respective ways.  Their 20’s found Ben volunteering in Rwanda, Josh in NYC in a prestigious accounting firm, and Zack finishing up college.


One day Ben gets a text from his dad.  “Trouble with Josh.  Call soon.”


As soon as he can, Ben calls home, only to discover that Josh has been implicated in a financial scandal and will probably be going to jail.  His emotions range from anger, to denial, to embarrassment, to rage, to sympathy for his parents.  In Rwanda, he is questioned by his peers about the news they are hearing about Josh.


“Is it true??  A Miller?  What’s the deal, dude?”  Some seem to be gloating over the fall of the “prestigious” Miller legacy with its “sterling reputation.”  Others just want the dirt, to satisfy their curiosity.  All are sanctimonious, that “it would never happen to one of mine.”


So Ben texts Zack.

Ben: what is going ON???  Is this true??

Zack: yeah… true.

Ben: how did this happen

Zack: don’t know, can’t reach Josh

Ben: deadly embarrasing

Zack: miller name and all

Ben: are u getting a million questions

Zack: um… YEAH!!

Ben: what are you telling ppl

Zack: that he’s not my brother

Ben: WHAT

Zack: anyone who could ruin our family is not a brother

Ben: dude… you can’t divorce your brother

Zack: is he acting like a brother?? did he think of us when he threw our family name to the gutter

Ben: I hear ya but he’s still your bro

Zack: i didn’t choose this brother

Ben: did you ever notice you can only divorce those that you chose

Zack: what are YOU telling ppl

Ben: that yeah, he’s my brother

Zack: and…?

Ben: and he made a big mistake

Zack: and…

Ben: i still love him… a brother’s a brother

Zack: do you really still love him

Ben: believe it or not… yah

Zack: how

Ben: do you even know what love is

Zack: duh

Ben: love is when you identify someone by their good stuff

Zack: youre a poet

Ben: cmon… we all have good stuff and bad stuff

Zack: hmmm

Ben: ppl who hate you identify you by the bad… see the good as secondary.  Ppl who love you identify you by the good… see the bad as secondary

Zack: like mom and dad

Ben: like all moms and dads… you think Saddam Hussein’s mom hated him? she identified him by his good

Zack: um now what might that be

Ben: ask her!!

Zack: dude.  don’t u think it would be better for our fam to deny he’s a part of this fam???

Ben: not the point.  a bro is a bro.  we stick together… always.  got it??

Zack: ur not thinking of the whole fam

Ben: actually, i feel like i’m the ONLY one who is

Zack: i’ll think abt it

Ben: thx…gnite

Zack: gnite