This week’s Torah portion, Pekudei, tells us that Moses put the Ten Commandments into the Ark of the Covenant. Both sets of tablets – the ones he broke, and the ones he delivered to Israel. The Ark of the Covenant held both the broken pieces and the whole tablets.
When something is broken, it cannot function as intended, and we are taught to throw it away. But when something is broken, it does not mean it is useless. Certain things can still function, sometimes to remind us of important lessons or to motivate us to find repairs. Broken things can be cautionary tales.
In Judaism, a core value is our commitment to Tikkun Olam, the repairing of the world. We believe the world is a place filled with cracks and breakage by the very nature of how life functions. We do not walk away. On the contrary, we commit ourselves to find new and creative ways to implement a change, a healing, a repair.
Our eyes were meant to move from the shards of broken tablets to the whole ones and back again, always aware that the potential of each to become the other is quite real.
This week we’ve been watching one country try to break another. It is happening across an ocean, seemingly distant from us, but we might struggle with layered family histories in both Russia and Ukraine. It’s easy to get confused about what we feel. In these moments we listen to our Jewish values reminding us to respond with support, with donations and with our voices.
We remember that the Ark of the Covenant held both the broken and the complete. While we remember the harsh reality of the shattered one, our eyes would always move to the other, inspiring us to find ways of repairing so it becomes whole again.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat -– our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
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Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Ki Tisa
Judaism and the arts have always spoken to each other in halting conversations. The Ten Commandments forbids us graven images. We don’t have a strong history of visual arts. In fact, we might think that art is discouraged, and perhaps the artist is to be marginalised. But is it all visual art that is forbidden, or is it the creation of an idol?
We definitely have a rich history of singing, dancing and creative storytelling –all the other major art forms. In fact, some of our most artful quips lie in the legacy of Yiddish curses (‘May our enemies go to hell and only pack sweaters’).
Even with our hesitancy around visual arts, the Torah this week, in parshat Ki Tisa, discusses the heart of an artist. We meet the first Jewish artist, Bezalel Ben-Uri, and we immediately notice his name: ‘Bezalel’ means ‘In the shadow of God’, and ‘Ben-Uri’ means ‘Child of My Light’. The artist is to feel most comfortable in the greys, in the shadows, never seeing the world as black and white. At the same time, the artist is to see something new, a light, an inspiration. That is what embeds into the art that is produced, the windows offered for new perspectives.
It continues to say that God inspires the heart of the artist; God is the Divine Muse. Since God is infused into creation itself, it is the universe that becomes the inspiration. It is the view of eternity that opens the artist.
Judaism does not dismiss the artist, on the contrary, we are shown the potential power to inspire and to influence. We are cautioned not to worship such power or to ignore its influence. The artists in history have often sacrificed more than we can imagine by being so powerfully inspired.
In fact, these layers that lie between the artist and God are so complex, we often can’t imagine their implications. If God answers all prayers, Beethoven is not deaf and the music he gives would not change the world.
May we always be inspired by these souls.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish. time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Mishpatim
This week’s Torah reading, Mishpatim, contains the famous phrase: “an eye for an eye”. It introduces a list of injuries that are to be repaid with the same injury. In the ancient world, chances are these words were taken literally, but in Jewish texts, we see that the discussion begins, almost immediately, on whether it is the actual eye, or the monetary equivalent.
We know that, in the end, the Jewish judicial process will introduce the concept of equivalence within the law –an assessment of damages, rather than the actual infliction of damages. But how did we become so bold as to interpret Torah in this way?
Interestingly, the discussions do not begin with a question of whether a court should be inflicting physical damage on anyone, since even imprisoning someone is taking away physical freedom. The debate centres on whether we could actually do what the Torah has told us to do. What if the injury is only partial –could we be sure that the court’s action would likewise only partially injure in the same way? In other words, the Torah has told us to do something we are incapable of doing. We view these moments as invitations to engage with our Torah and explore it from the inside.
Generally, we understand that everyone moves from the known to the unknown. In this case, we know how we function when we are capable, and we know how we function when we are diminished, but we don’t know how that could be projected onto someone else. We now understand that we are projecting the difference, not the injury. We can calculate the difference.
We also know that each generation will have its own set of ‘knowns’ and ‘unknowns’; Judaism shows us how the words of the Torah will teach this process to each generation, no matter where in time they are placed. It is how we see the growth and evolution of Torah, and Jewish values, and that this growth was intended from the very beginning. It is how we understand these laws to be eternal and forever meaningful.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Yitro
It started with a knock on the synagogue door. The rabbi answered, saw the man looked cold, and offered him a cup of warm tea. That is how the terrorist entered the synagogue in Texas, last Shabbat. Our Jewish values opened the door of that shul, as a man, filled with hate, passed the Mezuzah on his way in.
We are grateful of the outcome, as we hear that no one was killed –but someone indeed was killed –the man with the gun never left the shul. We are commanded not to rejoice at the death of an enemy because it means we failed to fight the hatred, we ended up fighting the person. We’re grateful that no innocent lives were lost, but we know that what fueled this man continues to exist.
In this Shabbat’s Torah portion, Yitro, we read the Ten Commandments. Within these commandments lie the core values of Judaism, not just the laws. We hear that searching for God is an ongoing journey –we are searching for something singular and unique. We are told that relationships of family, and community, are the cornerstones of all societies. We learn that understanding the parameters of ‘what we do’, and ‘what we don’t do’, define things for us. But the Torah also tells us that the commandments fit within our Judaism, they are not the totality of it. We are also the children of our ancestors, the ones who taught us to invite in anyone who is in need.
The terrorist was invited to enter because he knocked on the door, and he looked cold. He stayed for part of the service. Rabbi Charlie Cytron-Walker told him he is free to remain, or if he was only seeking a moment of warmth, he is free to leave, no one will be offended. That’s when he revealed his gun.
We are commanded to offer shelter, food, and protection, to anyone in need. Fear and hatred will not redefine who we are. Sadly, we know to lock our synagogue doors, but when Rabbi Charlie was asked if he would again offer warm tea to a cold stranger at his door, he confidently said ‘yes’.
I am grateful that no innocent lives were lost; I am sad that the hatred at the core could not be addressed; I am proud that as children of Abraham and Sarah, we know to always hear a request for help. May we one day live in a world where the doors of all our shuls can be confidently left unlocked.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Vayechi
This week’s Torah reading, Vayechi, which means ‘And he lived,’ contains beautiful messages about life. Our patriarch, Jacob, spends seventeen years in Egypt, and we know that Joseph, his son, was seventeen years old when he was kidnapped. In essence, Jacob is gifted back the same number of years to spend with Joseph, to have a life ‘do over.’ Many moments in life present themselves to us more than once, and we can seize the chance to live them differently. We watch to see if Jacob uses the second seventeen years to parent Joseph differently.
Yet, one of the most powerful lessons we learn from Jacob about life happens as he prepares for his death. Jacob blesses Joseph’s sons: Ephraim and Menashe. Joseph lines them up by birth order, but Jacob crosses his arms to place his right hand on the head of the youngest instead of the eldest. Throughout Genesis, we learn that names connect to essence and inform destinies. Joseph named his eldest son ‘Menashe,’ a name that means he hopes to forget the pain of his past, while his youngest son’s name, ‘Ephraim,’ means to be fruitful in his future. One name is negative, and one name is positive. Jacob, their grandfather, crosses his arms so he becomes the conduit through which to balance the names and destinies of his grandchildren. Jacob shows us that balance is key, and that older generations teach life balance.
Every Friday night, we place our hands on the heads of our children and we do what Jacob did. Daughters are blessed to be as our matriarchs, and we reverse the order of the names of Leah and Rachel. Sons are blessed to be as Ephraim and Menashe, Jacob’s grandsons, and we reverse the order of their names when we say it.
This week, we learn two crucial life lessons from Jacob. We learn that life presents us with parallel moments of choice, moments that centre on us. But we also know we don’t secure the future through us, we secure it through the generations to come, and that the greatest blessing we can give our children, and our grandchildren, is the blessing of balance.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Vayigash
This week’s Torah reading, Vayigash, shows us Joseph’s climactic reunion with his brothers. As a leader in Egypt, Joseph is unrecognizable to his brothers, and on hearing of Jacob, his aging father, Joseph breaks down and reveals his identity to his brothers.
The brothers stand dumbfounded as Joseph peppers them with questions about his father. Never once does he ask why no one came to look for him or if his father found out the truth about what happened. Joseph inquires after his father’s health and then demands that the brothers bring Jacob to Egypt.
When we look at Joseph’s instructions to his brothers, we find an interesting comment that seems out of place. Joseph tells his brothers to bring Jacob to Egypt, and then says they should tell him of all the honours Egypt has given Joseph, his high station, and the grandeur they have witnessed. We’re suddenly aware of the human moment that speaks to us all: Joseph is trying to impress Jacob.
With all of Joseph’s accomplishments, it is most important to him that his father be made aware. Every child wants to bring a moment of pride to their parent, to hear the praise of accomplishment, to know they have taken a step forward. Joseph has sustained hundreds of thousands through a famine, but still feels the need to know that his father, Jacob, is proud of him.
It’s these human moments that speak so strongly to us —we have all stood where Joseph stands. As adults, we learn to measure our own accomplishments, to find the moments to feel proud of ourselves. As children, we’ve all watched our parents watching us, and learned to recognize that feeling when we see pride in their eyes. It is the touchstone we all need to build self-confidence –we then learn how to feel proud of ourselves.
Part of us will always indulge the child within who watches our parent for that moment. It is timeless, as we connect with the memories of our parents for that same moment, even long after they’ve gone.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Miketz
This week’s parshah, Miketz, details Joseph’s life in Egypt. Joseph is our Jewish ancestor who lives his life blending into the larger culture around him. He holds his covenantal identity in his heart, but he appears outwardly like anyone else.
We love the details of the story because we all want to teach our children to do what Joseph did. Hearing Pharaoh’s concerns, Joseph describes the job needed to solve the problem, and then applies for that job.
In fact, everything goes beautifully until his family arrives. Joseph must now find a way to blend his worlds into one identity. Creating an identity that prospers in a dominant culture is challenging enough, but it becomes even more layered when two cultures are vying for our identities.
Chanukah is the holiday that speaks to us of a time when we tried blending cultural identities only to find that the dominant culture around us didn’t want the blend – it wanted assimilation. This week we celebrate recognizing that important difference as we insisted on self-defining. Chanukah marks a time when we encountered identity questions from the outside as well as from the inside. One of the strongest lessons of Chanukah is that we do not live isolated from other cultures, but we do not ever forfeit our Jewish core, or our right to define our own identities.
Eight little candles that remind us of the spiritual strength that lies within each of us as we navigate a complex world of cultural offerings.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Vayeshev
This week’s Torah portion, Vayeshev, begins the Joseph narratives with all its beautiful complexities. It begins by telling us that Joseph would bring bad reports of his brothers to his father, Jacob. It then says that Jacob loves Joseph, and his brothers hate him. Most of the commentaries depict Joseph as privileged and spoiled —he is the favourite son who tells tales about his brothers. But the Torah may be painting a different picture.
On the fateful day of Joseph’s kidnapping, Jacob sends him to check on his brothers. As we follow him through his day, we see that his brothers are not where they’re supposed to be. In fact, they’re camped by a trade route. It begs the question of what they are doing with their father’s sheep near a trade route. Perhaps these brothers are not as innocent as they seem.
As the story develops, we see the immorality of the brothers, including the cowardly lies that plunge their father into decades of mourning. Given all the details, we might consider that they have been poaching their father’s sheep and selling them on the trade routes. This might be part of the ‘bad reports’ that Joseph was trying to tell his father.
The complex issues of the Joseph story start at home where he is faced with a conflict of morality. His life journey will always centre on moments of moral choice, as do ours. Our days are filled with moral conflicts that are usually small, but still quite meaningful. When to speak up about something and when to let it go; when to confront and when to negotiate. The Torah wastes no time showing us that the challenges Joseph faces appear in our lives all the time.
There are no easy answers and no single solution to these nuanced moments
of choice. At times we have done wrong, and stand in the footsteps of the brothers, at times we have been hurt, and stand where Jacob stood, and at times we have tried to resolve conflict, and only made it worse – we stand in Joseph’s shoes.
The power of these narratives is we see that healing can only start when each person owns the part they played and stops searching for someone to blame.
Just another reason to cherish this beautiful narrative.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Toldot
This Shabbat we read parshat Toldot, and the story of Jacob and his twin brother, Esau. It is also the Shabbat before Remembrance Day, November 11, as we remember our Canadian soldiers and veterans. It’s interesting that these two things speak to each other with relevance for today.
The story of Jacob and Esau resonates as the story of two brothers in conflict. Jacob trades the stew he has made for Esau’s blessing as the eldest son. Esau feels betrayed when he later realizes he will not receive that blessing. Jacob flees from his brother, Esau, who has pledged to kill him.
From Jacob’s point of view, the blessing was obtained fairly and legally. From Esau’s point of view, it was a fleeting momentary decision, and doesn’t speak to the emotional reality of losing his father’s blessing. Jacob sees the covenant while Esau sees his father’s love. Both brothers sit in a single event with conflicting perspectives that cannot be reconciled. It is the story of every human conflict —it is headed for war.
As we cross time from the ancient world to today, we often sit in this reality. We struggle with warfare, aiming for peace which is often elusive. Remembrance Day is a time for us to honour those people who risk everything to bring peace. The Torah teaches us that peace is not a natural state, it is something to be solicited, pursued, negotiated, and fought for. On Remembrance Day we remember the values for which someone would risk everything. We honour the people as well as their vision.
Jacob will eventually solicit Esau for peace. In doing so, he will offer back the riches he has obtained, and Esau will refuse them. The brothers are able to close the pain of the past and consider the hope of a future.
On Remembrance Day, we remember our soldiers, veterans, and heroes. We remember the pain of their loss, as we affirm knowing that everything they did, and everything they risk, is to consider a hope for our future.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael
Rachael’s Thoughts on Parshat Chayei Sarah
This week, in parshat Chayei Sarah, the Torah tells us of Sarah’s passing. Yet, when it speaks of the life of Sarah, our first matriarch, it begins with a strange phrase: “These were the lives of Sarah”. We are struck by the plural forms. In fact, the name of the parshah, Chayei Sarah, translates as ‘the lives of Sarah’.
Many of our commentaries offer beautiful insights into the choice of the plural. One midrash offers the idea that all lives are connected through time, and therefore, every life is, in fact, a plural life. It explains that when the book of Ecclesiastes said: “The sun rises and the sun sets”, the sun is understood as representing the brightness and warmth each of us brings to the world. We’re told that before the sun sets – before we lose someone, it first rises -a new person has entered the world. The midrash points out that the Torah already told us that Rebecca, our next matriarch, was born, before it told us of the loss of Sarah.
Rebecca is not the replacement of Sarah since people are not replaceable one with another. The insight is for us to know that the world of relationships we build is limitless, as our relationships with others never end but build on each other. Our lives connect with others, and when someone is lost to us, we may consider that, in time, some of the values they embodied may be found to shine in other people.
One opinion states that we all live many lives in our lifetime –that is why we find the plural noun here. Sarah lived one lifetime but led many lives within that time. During those lives, she influenced others and left an impression that stays with them. Sarah continues to live her many lives even today.
The eternal flow of sunrises and sunsets, as seen in the lives we live and the lives we touch, lets us know that the uniqueness of each person extends beyond anything we could contain in the singular –we need the plural.
I’d like to wish everyone a sweet and peaceful Shabbat –our Jewish time to regroup, rest, and reinvigorate.
Shabbat shalom,
Rachael