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Bare Trees in Fog

In Other Words . . .

When there are no words, turning to someone wiser helps. I share the sentiments expressed by Rabbi Rubenstein of Harvard University Hillel to the incoming students. I offer it to you with his permission:


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. . . "Our time is a fraught and contested one: the headlines from America to Israel and across the globe surprise and worry us; we get our news from diverse and irreconcilable sources; the frameworks through which we have long understood the world now come up short in helping us navigate our rapidly shifting reality. 


How are we to move through these times - together, as individuals and a community - and not merely live, but make choices and, when necessary, sacrifices of which we are proud? Two very different approaches recommend themselves and - as it always does - the Jewish tradition holds both of them, “these and these are the words of the living God.” So we live them both at Harvard Hillel.


One stance is to seize the day, roll up our sleeves, and enter into the fray - to be, as Teddy Roosevelt put it, “in the arena.” Confronted by forces of hatred or intolerance, we organize, recruit allies, strategize, and fight to win. Jews - from at least the time Esther, and certainly since Herzl, have been consistent, energetic, and effective political actors. From building a state to creating and sustaining the organs of communal life and advocacy in America and elsewhere - our people knows the work of accruing and deploying power, in tune with the times and responsive to emergent stresses and possibilities. 


And there is another stance, one with at least as deeply-rooted a tradition in Judaism: the retreat from politics into the timeless cycle of holidays and the eternity of the Torah. Captured well by Arik Einstein, this tradition goes very deep: I remember my teacher Seth Schwartz asserting that the most stable and distinctive feature of traditional Rabbinic writing - from the Mishna through the modern giants - is that it is nearly impossible to discern anything about the political climate of the piece or its author. A given responsum could equally have been written under the Hapsburgs, the Czars, or during the Risorgimento; any piece of Talmud could have been produced under Roman (pagan or Christian) or Persian rule - each is defined by an internally-defined set of rules and ideas, a chain of teachers and students that stands impervious to the headlines and upheavals of the day or even the era." . . .

A minsister I know used to end each Sunday service this way:


"Peace, Shalom, Shanti. Now go and do as you see fit".


Amen!


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​Six Stages of Pilgrimage:

  • The Call:

  • The opening clarion of any spiritual journey. Often in the form of a feeling or some vague yearning, a fundamental human desire: finding meaning in an overscheduled world somehow requires leaving behind our daily obligations. Sameness is the enemy of spirituality.

  • The Separation:

  • Pilgrimage, by its very nature, undoes certainty. It rejects the safe and familiar. It asserts that one is freer when one frees oneself from daily obligations of family, work, and community, but also the obligations of science, reason, and technology.

  • The Journey:

  • The backbone of a sacred journey is the pain and sacrifice of the journey itself.  This personal sacrifice enhances the experience; it also elevates the sense of community one develops along the way.

  • The Contemplation:

  • Some pilgrimages go the direct route, right to the center of the holy of holies, directly to the heart of the matter. Others take a more indirect route, circling around the outside of the sacred place, transforming the physical journey into a spiritual path of contemplation like walking a labyrinth.

  • The Encounter:

  • After all the toil and trouble, after all the sunburn and swelling and blisters, after all the anticipation and expectation comes the approach, the sighting. The encounter is the climax of the journey, the moment when the traveler attempts to slide through a thin veil where humans live in concert with the Creator.

  • The Completion and Return:

  • At the culmination of the journey, the pilgrim returns home only to discover that meaning they sought lies in the familiar of one's own world. "Seeing the place for the first time . . ."

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