Freedom

June 17th, 2014

I stood between the train cars, wind blowing in my hair, watching the Mexican countryside flash by. With each passing hour the train wheels carried me further from my obligations, my bills, my job, and the people who knew me. In twelve more hours, my wife and two children and I would get off the train, ride a bus for several hours, and then take a boat to a place where no one knew us. A place where I would receive no phone nor electric bills, because there would be neither electricity nor phones. Nor were there any roads in the small village that would be our home, so there would be no automobile to care for, no insurance fees or gas expense. The palm-thatched palapa in which we would live cost $150 per year. I would live off the land with my hands, my machete, and a crude, Mexican-made fishing device to supply most of our food.

I was free! I had left bills, obligations, the constraints of societal norms, and the expectations of others behind me. My time and my life were my own.

Today, I have seven children. I work 12 to 14 hours a day. I have even less time than money. My obligations to family, work, and community are greater than anything I left behind when I boarded that decrepit train to Mexico. And yet, there is a sense of freedom in these obligations that surpasses the most idyllic, sun-filled days spent fishing in a dugout canoe on the Pacific Ocean.

A hungry person is not free, but enslaved by the need to end the growling in his stomach. In those Mexican days, I was hungry for the connection and fulfillment that I thought I would find in this primitive, natural environment. The freedom and pleasure I discovered were wonderful, but only a diversion from the goal that I had set off to achieve. Late at night, sitting in our palapa, the kids tucked into their hanging bamboo beds, the kerosene lantern casting its glow around the makeshift table, dimly illuminating the palm fronds that surrounded our home, I would feel the same emptiness that had taken me to Mexico in the first place. And though I would not dwell on the thoughts and feelings that crept into consciousness in the silence of the night, I knew that the true purpose of this journey was not being achieved. I was still starving for meaning in life.

My hunger had taken me through many experiences and investigations, much study and exploration. It was a search that had gone from the mountaintops of Oregon to the jungles of Mexico and many places in between. But I didn’t find freedom from this hunger until I reached the gray, workaday city of Milwaukee. Because it was in Milwaukee that I discovered Chabad and Torah-true Judaism.

One cannot be truly free unless one knows who he really is, what he really wants and what he is meant to do. Regardless of how fantastic or romantic, dramatic or adventurous the masks I wore, they were in the end only masks, and not my real face. I am not a machete-carrying Mexican peasant working the land. I am a Jew connected to G-d through Torah and mitzvot. And when I am being who I truly am and fulfilling the purpose for which I was brought into the world, the yokes of worldly obligation are no longer the markers of whether or not I am free. They become the tools with which I exercise my freedom.

I need my car to deliver mishloach manot on Purim. I must earn money to give my children the education they need to become Torah-loving people. The telephone is vital to my work and to the ability to communicate words of Torah or to help a friend. The rent I pay (more dollars per week than what I paid for a year’s use of the palapa in Mexico) provides a home filled with Torah and learning, with mitzvot and good deeds, with warmth and love and nurturing for my children in a community and environment that strengthens, supports and encourages the values upon which I base my life.

The adventure I seek is found in the constant exploration of who I am and who I can be as I stretch further and further in my quest to become the best parent, husband, friend, Jew and chassid I can be.

Today, my soul no longer aches. It is nourished by a connection with the Almighty and a sense of His presence in my daily hours. My hunger is filled, rather than diverted by constantly shifting adventures and pleasures. My life, thank G-d, is filled with purpose, satisfaction and a profound love of my family.

My children are not running barefoot through the sand, but walking sure-footed through life, feet firmly planted in Torah and a way of life that cherishes the finest and highest of G-dly and human qualities.

I don’t fish, have little time for vacations, and carry a tallit bag rather than a machete. I am bound to the yoke of Torah. I am a servant (to the best of my limited abilities) of G-d’s will.

And I have never been more free.

 

Jay Litvin is a husband, father, writer, filmmaker, public relations consultant and chassid. His articles are based not on any specific talk or essay of the Rebbe, but on his personal experience of the endeavor to incorporate the Rebbe’s vision into his life.

 

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How One Man Can Change the World

June 17th, 2014

Transcript of Commencement Speech at Stanford given by Steve Jobs

Thank you. I’m honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college and this is the closest I’ve ever gotten to a college graduation.

Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That’s it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about connecting the dots.

Connecting the Dots

I dropped out of Reed College after the first six months but then stayed around as a drop-in for another eighteen months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife, except that when I popped out, they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking, “We’ve got an unexpected baby boy. Do you want him?” They said, “Of course.” My biological mother found out later that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would go to college.

This was the start in my life. And seventeen years later, I did go to college, but I naïvely chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents’ savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn’t see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and no idea of how college was going to help me figure it out, and here I was, spending all the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back, it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out, I could stop taking the required classes that didn’t interest me and begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting.

It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms. I returned Coke bottles for the five-cent deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the seven miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example.

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer was beautifully hand-calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans-serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me, and we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts, and since Windows just copied the Mac, it’s likely that no personal computer would have them.

If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class and personals computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do.

Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college, but it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later. Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something–your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever–because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.

Love and Loss

My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky. I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents’ garage when I was twenty. We worked hard and in ten years, Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4,000 employees. We’d just released our finest creation, the Macintosh, a year earlier, and I’d just turned thirty, and then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew, we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so, things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge, and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our board of directors sided with him, and so at thirty, I was out, and very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn’t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down, that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure and I even thought about running away from the Valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me. I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I’d been rejected but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods in my life. During the next five years I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the world’s first computer-animated feature film, “Toy Story,” and is now the most successful animation studio in the world.

In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT and I returned to Apple and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple’s current renaissance, and Lorene and I have a wonderful family together.

I’m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been fired from Apple. It was awful-tasting medicine but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life’s going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love, and that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it, and like any great relationship it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don’t settle.

Live Each Day as if it Were Your Last

My third story is about death. When I was 17 I read a quote that went something like “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself, “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “no” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important thing I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life, because almost everything–all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure–these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctors’ code for “prepare to die.” It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next ten years to tell them, in just a few months. It means to make sure that everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope, the doctor started crying, because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and, thankfully, I am fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope it’s the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept. No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don’t want to die to get there, and yet, death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because death is very likely the single best invention of life. It’s life’s change agent; it clears out the old to make way for the new. right now, the new is you. But someday, not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it’s quite true. Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalogue, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stuart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late Sixties, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. it was sort of like Google in paperback form thirty-five years before Google came along. I was idealistic, overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stuart and his team put out several issues of the The Whole Earth Catalogue, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-Seventies and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath were the words, “Stay hungry, stay foolish.” It was their farewell message as they signed off. “Stay hungry, stay foolish.” And I have always wished that for myself, and now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. Stay hungry, stay foolish.

Thank you all, very much.

[Excerpted from www.freerepublic.com]

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Loneliness: A Personal Essay

June 17th, 2014

by Jay Litvin

Normally, when I pray, it’s a struggle for me just to keep abreast of the meaning of the words. I’m not so proficient in Hebrew, and I’ve had to spend many hours with my English/Hebrew siddur going back and forth, back and forth, to learn the meaning of what I’m saying as I pray.

I’ve never regretted my labors. The meanings of the prayers strike deep, and I enjoy the language of prayer in my communication with G-d. Whatever difficulties with language and meaning I encounter are joyfully accepted.

But there are times when I get so caught up with the sound and rhythm of the words as I form them in my mouth and then hear them with my ears that they simply come and go, like a flowing stream, taking on a life of their own.

When this happens, I become so enchanted by the texture and form of the words themselves, the tempo and cadence of the sentences, that the very act of davening, the process itself, becomes its own meaning and fulfillment. I become carried by prayer, rather than being the doer of it.

There is the look of the words. The shape of the Hebrew letters themselves. The dance of black and white on the page. The delight of having these strange lines (and the figures they form) take on sound. The surprise when all at once four or five of these shapes group together to make a word with length, depth and dimension. And then, suddenly, a batch of words will link up to become a phrase, a group of notes in a delightful piece of music. My greatest delight is when a beat or pulse emerges as the phrases join and reveal a rhythmic poem made from a series of what by now have become meaningless sounds—sounds that, because of their lack of meaning, come from a place in me beyond the place that looks for meaning in words.

My favorite is the emerging cadence. Each time it is the same. I open my siddur and begin reading. At first, the words are strange and my mouth has difficulty forming the sounds. My lips and throat resist the shift from English to Hebrew and the words flow haltingly and with effort. The lines and forms lie disconnected on the page, struggling to attach to one another to reveal the shape that is theirs. The rhythms are now concealed; I hear none of the beauty that I know will soon emerge.

I have a sense of anticipation and slight frustration struggling for the pleasure that will shortly be mine. Then, slowly, finally, it begins. Attracted like magnets, the lines become drawn to each other so that—sometimes touching, sometimes not—one becomes attached to the other, forming letters, words, and eventually sounds that now flow more easily from my mouth.

Soon the words comfortably emerge, faster than I can control, urged and spurred by the familiarity and habit of days and months and years of repetition. Faster and faster they come, my eyes now barely able to separate one word from the other, as the words come more from memory than sight.

And all the while, the physical transformation is mirrored by a deeper, inner transformation. My mind quiets, becoming absorbed and enveloped by the flow of the prayers, rising above its limited state, leaving a bit of the world behind.

And though I am not now struggling with the meaning of each word, there are shifting inner feelings that accompany each paragraph; feelings that I know reflect the meaning of the words, though the meaning of the words are not what fill my thoughts.

What fills my thoughts? A million things. But I attach to none of them. They come. They go. But don’t prevail. My awareness remains with the sounds and the rhythms and the sights. And with my feelings.

There are times, but not always, that very deep feelings rise, unexpected. They sometimes overcome me during this flight of prayer. There occurs, usually, an opening of my heart. A fullness in my chest. And then, a deep sense of companionship.

In the best of days, when I have abandoned myself to what is for me the very tactile, sensuous experience of prayer; when I have relinquished all resistance to the flow and rhythm of the sounds; when my eyes and mouth and lips seem to function completely on their own; when the flow of thoughts and feelings rise and fall spontaneously without attachment or resistance, I find that a strange thing occurs.

I stop feeling lonely.

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Mr. Gennady Bogolubov

June 17th, 2014

INTERNATIONAL SHLUCHIM CONFERENCE ADDRESS

November 7, 2010

Dear Shluchim of the Rebbe. Dear Guests.

Until the last minute I wouldn’t believe that I would stand at this platform. And I’ll tell you why.

A few months ago, my dear friend, Reb Moshe Kotlarsky, asked me to speak at the Kinnus Hashluchim. I immediately refused because of a few reasons. First of all, it’s not my type of event. Second, I’m not a great speaker. Third, he asked me to speak in English which is not my mother tongue. I think in Russian; I have to translate every word.

I asked him permission, I said to him, ‘If you want me to be a partner of the Kinnus, let me pay for everything.’ And you see, how did I end up? I paid, and I’m here. This is the power of Chabad. This is what they teach you in all of your workshops and seminars, etcetera, how to treat the supporters.

No, really, if you check my heart rate now, my fitness trainer would be proud, because I cannot achieve it in a gym. I’m really worried. And he took, together with the Rabbi of Dnepropetrovsk, Rabbi Shmuel Kaminetsky, they made for me a full hand massage, you know, like to encourage me to come here. They even wrote me this speech; I have a beautiful speech here. I took it with me; I took my glasses, because if I suspected I would not be able to say the words, at least I could read. But after a little l’chaim, you know, I relaxed a little bit. Maybe …

It’s a good speech. It’s a good speech to be published on COL, or any other newspaper.

It’s l’chvod Chabad Lubavitch movement, the Dnepropetrovsk Jewish community, Reb Moshe Kotlarsky, Rav Shmuel Kaminetsky, but it’s not me. It’s not my speech. I read it; it’s not me. If you want to understand me I have to speak differently.

Before I start, I want to, because the energy that I see here, the five thousand people in one space, in one venue, is a beautiful energy. I feel it. Really, I feel it. Each of you, me and each of you a few times made a l’chaim remotely by correspondence. I want face to face, me and you, everyone, make a l’chaim for your simcha and my simcha. Because I am someone who will fill the account to be able that Reb Moshe can send you checks. L’chaim, l’chaim.

I have something for a substitution here. Unfortunately, I forgot to ask them. Oh, they bring me now. L’chaim, l’chaim. Thank you very much.

I wish we would have a lot of simchot. And you know, when he called me and said, ‘the money finished; you have to send more,’ I felt such a big happiness, such an uplifting feeling, like one more child born, one more bachur turned 13. Two more people got married. L’chaim, l’chaim.

So, I thought what subject could I speak about with you. I cannot tell you a d’var Torah, because a small boy was before me and knows more than me. I cannot do any pilpul about halacha with you, because I am so down to the earth. I can just tell you a few stories about my life. And, you know, my life was not so dramatic like I read in the book about refuseniks, about people who were in the gulag or prison because of their Judaism.

I really was born in Dneprodzerdzhinsk, which is, for people who don’t speak Russian is very difficult even to pronounce. It’s a small city in the east of Ukraine, very, very industrial. I was born in a normal family, and my father and mother worked hard to be, let’s say, able to feed their children. And what did I know about Judaism? Nothing. Only a few [things], because everyone has a Yom Tov, like a holiday, like May Day, Revolution Day, and we had also with everyone.

And I had a bit on top, like my grandmother. The parents dressed me in a white shirt and took me to my grandfather, and it was a Yom Tov, which at that time I didn’t understand. But they called it Pesach, because we had the matzahlech. We had the chopped herrings. The adults had a glass of vodka [wine]. So I didn’t understand. Everyone was playing on the ground, and I had to be at my grandmother’s place.

Another grandmother used to live with us in our apartment, and she wasn’t well. For many years she did not go out of the apartment. But once a year she didn’t eat. It was Yom Kippur. She passed away twenty years ago, but if I would meet her now, if she would be here now, maybe not the first question, but the second question I would ask her, ‘how did she know the date?’ Because she has no friend, she has no connection with the world, just T.V., Soviet T.V., which never said about Yom Kippur or any other date.

I was big atheist. I was a pioneer, I was a councilman member, I hadn’t been a Communist member, but because, you know, they didn’t let me. I tried, but they didn’t let me. My father always told me, ‘you have to make your career. You have to become this and this and this, because you have to establish yourself in your life.’

So when I was 25 years of my life, there was nothing of Judaism. But after Perestroika, when the businesses came to the Soviet Union, I realized there were more Jews in the city. Because if you do a business you can meet more and more Jewish people, because, you know, they do… they are machers. I cannot say that business was only Jewish business, but a lot of Jewish people were in business. That is why I understand the Jewish people, I am Jewish, etcetera, etcetera.

I remember the year 1995. We already had quite a big business. We already had the bank. The Ukraine was an independent country. And our city got changed, because we started to see strange people on the street. I remember I drove in my car and I saw someone – I don’t know whether it was Rav Kaminetsky or someone else – but it was someone who looks different than any other pedestrians. They walked. And my partner once came to me and said, ‘Look, we have a rabbi in the house, in the city. He invited us for dinner. Shall we go?’ I said, ‘Okay, but what will we find there? To find food? We have a lot of food. To find a relationship? So why do we need it?’ And I refused; we didn’t go.

A few weeks after he came to me again and said – he was a big friend of mine – he said, ‘It’s not only food, it’s not only a relationship, he’s a good person.’ And we decided to go. It was a big discussion whether we would go with family or without, with them or without. I said, ‘Let’s go first without, because I don’t know what they will do with us, maybe there will be some special program. Let’s try.’ And we came. This was my first time, 1995, April. I met my rabbi, my great friend, Rav Shmuel Kaminetsky.

I don’t remember what we talked about during the dinner, but the next day he invited me to the shul, to the synagogue, which I had never been in before. I came. It was a very old building, built before the revolution, and there were a few people who had tried to keep it and protect it from the Soviet Union intervention and they wrote a letter to the rabbi to send a shaliach. I came to see it and I expected to see something spiritual, like I saw in the movies, but I saw a lot of movement, a lot of people going around.

But what impressed me more than other things was the soup kitchen behind. It was a very badly-kept soup kitchen, like a very simple style and maybe twenty people sat and ate simple food. I asked, ‘What is this?’ He said, ‘Anyone who wants to eat can come and we give him.’ My question was, ‘But how do you know they really need it? Maybe they have enough money, enough food at home but just want to challenge you, just want to eat for free.’

He looked at me seriously and asked me a question which changed my life. ‘Can you come and ask for food?’ I said, ‘No.’ He said, ‘If someone comes and asks, he really needs it.’ This changed my life. The next day I came to the shul. He explained they have a program like a summer camp, this and that, I don’t remember the description. But the next day I came to shul and gave him $10,000.

After that I gave out the millions. And everything I can explain why I did that. Everything I can explain besides that $10,000. Because if we could turn time back and I would have to do it again, I’m one hundred percent sure I would give everything again and again and again besides that $10,000, because it was unexplainable. Because at that time our business means that we have to go and take and put in the pocket. But to do the reverse, backward, it was against the nature. I did it, and it changed my life.

I would not be a person who appreciates, who is thankful, if I would not appreciate the G-d who put on my way the people, special people, like Rav Shmuel Kaminetsky. And I want to mention especially Reb Lev Leviev. You see Reb Moshe Kotlarsky gave me only 20 minutes, and it’s already ten past so if you want to listen to the story, you should be patient, because I cannot finish.

So I don’t like if someone teaches me, you know, but I like to study. Reb Lev Leviev never taught me. He gave me an example. He came to Dnepropetrovsk in 1997 to open Beit Chana, named for his mother. For us it was like someone who came from the moon, like a rich man from the Forbes, etcetera, etcetera, from Israel who came to give. And the delegation from Dnepropetrovsk met him at the airport, follows from one building to another. He didn’t say much. If you know him, he never talks much. For me, he never taught me, but I studied from him. I studied from him how to give.

He told me once something which I read now in the holy books. He told me ‘mitzvah gorerret mitzvah.’ The reward for a mitzvah is a mitzvah itself. So now I know it.

I thank G-d I met on my life’s way Rav Moshe Kotlarsky. This is really a special person, and I met him many, many years ago also with the help of my friend, Reb Lev Leviev. There was this big event in Israel, like Kinnus Hashluchim for the Soviet Union. And they introduced me to him. He didn’t know at that time that I could be here now and pay for the Kinnus, but he was very kind to me.

I really admire this person because I watch his life. It’s something special. For me, I’m really a material person. You know, I follow the logic like a woman. You know, I want to understand if I come from here, if I go there, I want to understand what will be at the end. But a life to be sacrificed in the name of Hashem, in name of the Rebbe, for me, it’s something special.

Simcha Fund. It’s an interesting story how we come to the Simcha Fund project. In 2007 I had some problem in my personal life. I was really down. And once I came to the Kaminetsky house, and I said, ‘I don’t know what to do, because this is bad, this is bad. I have a very bad mood. It’s not like I don’t want to live anymore, but I need something to help me survive with these circumstances.’ And he said, ‘Don’t worry. Why don’t you write a letter to the Rebbe.’ 2007. What does it mean to write a letter to the Rebbe for me, a material person?

He said we have some minhag, you know, ‘We write a letter to put in the book and you will get an answer.’ So I wrote a letter. I wrote the letter in which I described all of my problems – family situation, business situation, children, this and that. It was three pages. He said, ‘Okay, choose a book.’ I chose the book. Put it inside; I put it inside. He said, ‘Now we will have to make a l’chaim.’ We made a l’chaim, and I woke up in the morning, you know, I forgot about everything before. But in the morning when I came to my office there was a translation of three letters, because the page where I put it there were three letters.

I’ll tell you a secret now which I never told to anyone before: one was addressed to someone who has a problem with their health. ‘Please be aware and take care of your health.’ It’s not to me. Yet. The second was about loshon hara. This was very much to me. And the third one was like this – ‘I am very happy to hear you help your community, but now I want to hear you help hakol haChabad.’ It was April, 2007.

I’m afraid to be mistaken. In August or September there was a wedding of one of the children of Lev Leviev. I met Rav Moshe Kotlarsky at the wedding. At that time business was above the roof. It was golden rain. I was in a very good mood, and I said to him, ‘I want to give you ten million dollars.’ Just like this. He looked at me without any emotion and said, ‘What is the project?’ I said, ‘No project, just to … you can do whatever you want.’ And I saw the emotion, because I understood he has much bigger supporters than I am, but everyone wants to have a project. And, you know, I don’t even have a project – I just give him money.

What was his biggest achievement, biggest step from my understanding? He said, ‘Okay, fifty-fifty. I will take five million for the budget to help the shluchim with their needs, and half of the money I want to make a project for you.’ It means for me. Like this the Simcha Fund was born.

Now I can tell you the project is beautiful, because every quarter I receive albums in three colors. One color is like a light brown color for the newborn, and when I open it I see that picture of your newborn with a letter addressed to me, ‘Mr. Bugolubov, thank you very much.’ It’s beautiful.

Another color is a green color for someone who turns 13, for a Bar Mitzvah. Beautiful bachurim faces who already have a Chabad Lubavitch Borsolino hat.

The blue one is a beautiful couple. I already started to make research, because the couple who was married two years ago already has children. So I tried to find the name. Maybe in ten years I will see the boys with a name who got the check from Mr. Bugolubov, you know, like this. In twenty years I want to find someone who got the check when he was born and got married.

Maybe when I’m retired I will make a big agency to connect people, because I will have a database, the biggest in the world. And Baruch Hashem, he came to me, approached me, they bothered me for the money to fill up the fund often and often and often. That means you work good; you don’t sleep. And simcha by simcha by simcha, together with me, I want to celebrate.

I see Rav Moshe Kotlarsky already is making for me the scary face. Maybe I’m out of time. Okay, he allows me five more minutes, if you allow me. I cannot go out without mentioning the Dnepropetrovsk Jewish community. Because it’s something – it’s an unbelievable creature, an unbelievable entity which I grew up in. Because it was nothing. It’s very difficult to explain to people who never lived in the Soviet Union, who never understood the Soviet Union mentality. If you come now to Dnepropetrovsk, you understand it’s not only easy to be a Jew in Dnepropetrovsk; it’s a pleasure to be a Jew in Dnepropetrovsk. It’s a big honor to be a Jew in Dnepropetrovsk. We built the biggest Jewish center in the world.

You know, my biggest achievement when I started to put tefillin on, when I started to say Shema Yisrael, when I started to keep kashrut, my biggest achievement was I started to see hashgacha pratit. I remember the time and the date and the destination. I flew 10,000 meters on my private jet, and I thought to build something memorable for Jewish people in the Ukraine, but I thought it should be in the capital of the country. I decided to buy a piece of land in Kiev and to build a beautiful building which will be in memory of my existence on earth. First of all, I didn’t find any land in Kiev. I cannot build anything in Kiev.

But all of a sudden the idea came to me to build in Dnepropetrovsk. What is the hashgacha pratit? Dnepropetrovsk is the capital of Jewish people in Ukraine. So Menorah Center is seven towers. Each one has a light on top, and the idea is to light one building on Yom Rishon, Yom Sheni is two, etcetera, on Shabbat it’s all seven. So all of the planes that go from Europe to the East will see seven lights.

We built Menorah Hall. Menorah Hall is an event center which, at one time, can hold 1,700 people. Unfortunately, with the speed with which the organization grows, we cannot receive the Kinnus Hashluchim, but maybe a smaller event we can host.

My life changed very much. Something which I really didn’t think about before – like when I go out of the synagogue I’m shy to have a kipah on my head, now I have tzitzis. The reason I have it is because my son, Baruch, had an upshernish and Reb Moshe Kotlowsky came for the event and brought two tzitzis, for him and for me.

And for me it’s very difficult to tell him, like the man in a house who over three years old has to wear tzitzis without doing it. So I started also doing it. I have a synagogue in my house in London. I have a Sunday Jewish school for kids. I’m ready to do much more, and if you ask me why, I cannot answer. Because this last year I was in Israel during Shavuot, and they have a beautiful company of Russian Jewish people, and they invited the big talmidei chachamim just to be with us to give us some shiurim. It was misnaged like this.

We sat at the table and he made something like a question and answer, like what was the trigger point for each of you to start keeping Shabbos. Everyone answered, ‘I met a friend.’ ‘I married the wife.’ ‘I came to the situation, etcetera.’ When it was my turn, I didn’t want to tell. I said, ‘It was a nes. It was a miracle, because I can’t find any reason in this world to explain why I started to keep Shabbos.’

So Reb Moshe is already nervous; I’m not anymore, so I want to finish. I want to finish now, but I want to thank the people who Hash-m sent my way. I already mentioned Reb Shmuel Kaminetsky, Reb Lev Leviev, Reb Moshe Kotlarsky. Chief shaliach from Austria, Rav Yaakov Biderman. Reb Shaya Boaz who gives me shiurim, and who gives me an appetite to study Chassidut, Kabbala, Tanya, Torah. Reb Pinchas Althaus who doesn’t understand me, and I don’t understand him. But we love each other so much; it’s a body language.

And I want to thank you, all of you, because if it was not for you I would not be able to execute my right to do a mitzvah. Thank you very much. You are with me. You nominate me as a partner, and it’s the maximum you can do for me. The next step is my step. Next time I have to come to you and say, ‘I don’t want to be a partner anymore; I want to be a part.’

Thank you very much again, and I expect from you more requests for checks.

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Spiritual Awakening and My Father’s Siddur

June 17th, 2014

by Rochel Chana Schilder

I rediscovered my father’s siddur among my books last week—a siddur he must have given me when I was a little girl. Stuck in the pages were little pieces of ripped paper for bookmarks, written in the simple handwriting of a nine-year-old. The sections were marked “Bedtime Shema,” “Blessings for Various Occasions,” and “The 13 Principles of Faith.” Now, I could understand my interest then in the Shema and the Blessings… but I thought, “What was a nine-year-old doing marking off the 13 Principles of Faith?” I had forgotten how often I would sit alone in my room reading…

I believe with perfect faith that the Creator, blessed be His name, is the Author and Guide of everything that has been created, and that He alone has made, does make, and will make all things.

 I realize now that this nine-year-old knew something very deep in her soul, something that transcended logic, and certainly something that transcended her level of intellectual understanding. So I got to thinking about her and the course of her life.

Feeling very deeply and very purely about G-d and the nature of existence, this little girl packed a lunch one day, put her father’s siddur under her arm, and set off on her journey through life. She wanted to experience her love for G-d in the world and share it with the people she met. So she went on her way and knocked on the very first door she came to. The door opened and a big, booming voice hollered out at her:
“G-d? Don’t be so naïve!”

So she knocked on another door and a voice called out, not loud like the first one, but sarcastically, which the little girl thought was much worse: “Do you have to think so much about everything? Can’t you just be like everyone else?”

And so she went from door to door. But instead of sharing the light and the joy she got from her father’s siddur, she heard:

“Why do you waste your time helping people? No one would do anything for you!”

“It’s a cold, cruel world. When are you going to grow up?”

“What’s the matter with you? Don’t you want to be popular?”

But this is the one that hurt her the most:

“If you eat that second piece of cake, you’ll get fat, and then none of the boys will like you.”

Gee, the nine-year-old thought, somebody wouldn’t like me because I ate a second piece of cake? Is that what this world is about? And she began to cry. And as she cried, her father’s siddur fell out from under her arm and she realized that she probably wouldn’t be needing it anymore, so she took it and put it in a box which she put in the darkest corner of her basement.

And so, the nine-year-old grew up, and excelled in a lot of things that would make her popular, and studied how to dress from girl magazines, and made very, very sure that she never, never had a second piece of cake.

And she went to college and learned a lot of things that would make her successful and well-liked, and she went to corporate America where she wore three-inch heels and a three-piece business suit, and learned to give really great handshakes, because, we all know, only wimps have weak handshakes.

And her father’s siddur sat at the bottom of a box, gathering dust, its glow somewhat dimmed by years of neglect, its heart beating ever so faintly, whispering, I believe with perfect faith, I believe…

And the nine-year-old went on to do some terrible things. But she didn’t know that they were so terrible, because she was just a little girl—and she was just doing what everyone was telling her to do.

And then one day she fell to the bottom of a deep well, and while she was sitting there wondering if anyone would come by and find her, a big hand reached down and helped her up out of the well. The owner of the hand said in a voice, ever so gently, “Aren’t you Jewish?”

And the girl didn’t want to say yes, because she didn’t even know what that meant anymore. She never really learned anything about being Jewish, she just knew what she felt in her soul long, long ago, but it was too far and too buried and besides, she didn’t want to be naïve.

But the owner of the hand was persistent, and kind, and taught her about being a Jew. And it was never sarcastic, or mean. It didn’t even care if she was popular or not.

And then one night, the owner of the hand asked her to join it for her first Shabbat meal, and when the meal was over, she asked… could she please have a second piece of cake?

And she went back to the beginning of her journey and knocked on the first door she had come to so long ago and said to the voice of the person who said he didn’t believe in G-d, “I’m sorry. I don’t believe in you anymore.”

And she knocked on all the other doors and quietly told all the other voices that although she wished them well, she was going to have to go her own way…

…which led her right down into the darkest corner of her own basement, which to her surprise, was now filled with light. While she was away on her journey, someone must have replaced all the bulbs!

And it didn’t take long before she found her father’s siddur under layers and layers of dust, and after she cleaned it off, she held it close to her heart for a very, very long time. And then, when she thought she was ready, she opened her father’s siddur and she read:

I believe with perfect faith that the Creator, blessed be His name, is the Author and Guide of everything that has been created, and that He alone has made, does make, and will make all things.

…and I believe with perfect faith in the coming of Moshiach, and though he tarry, I wait daily for his coming.

 

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The Candle of G-d

June 17th, 2014

by Neria Cohen

“Ner Hashem nishmas adam” –“ The soul of man is the candle of G-d.”
Proverbs 20:27

At the genesis of mankind, G-d breathed life into us, blowing from His innermost being into ours. With that breath – that divinely human life force – we are not meant to blow out candles, we are not meant to blow out souls, but to bless them.

It was the first birthday party that my not yet two-year-old niece, Galya, had ever attended. All the children gathered round the table and watched in excitement and awe as the candles on the birthday cake were lit.

“One, Two, Three,” and everyone puffed out their cheeks ready to blow while Galya encircled the flames three times with her arms and covered her eyes to bless the candles as she does every Friday night. Galya looked up amazed and confused to find the others puffing and blowing as the flames danced and slanted trying in vain to cleave to the wick.

“NO BLOWING,” says Galya’s mother whenever she sneaks little blows at her Shabbos candles. Even though everyone else cheered at the blowing out of the candles, when Galya looked over at her mother smiling and beaming with pride, she knew that her not blowing, that her blessing, was a perfect moment for all time.

“The soul of man is the candle of G-d.” Placed down here in this less than lit up world, our soul is meant to shine outward – out of our eyes, mouth and ears – a Temple with windows, not to let light in but to allow it to shine out. With your arms, your emotions, encircle the flame three times blessing the world, your family and yourself. Draw it in and let it shine out. Not just inspiration, but light.

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The Real G-d in Us: The Inner Self

June 17th, 2014

by Chaya Shuchat

 

I riffle through my calendar, bursting with oh-so-weighty commitments and appointments: deadlines to meet, errands to complete, phone calls to return. I am running feverishly, from one task to the next. But nothing I do seems to engage my very essence, or access my inner core. I am still searching for the “real me.”

We humans are created in the image of G-d.  Like G-d, we have our external selves, and our internal essence.  With our external selves, we perform many functions, some of which are quite vital and necessary for our survival.  But our essence is survival itself – our very purpose and reason for being.

On Passover, “G-d Himself came down to Egypt. Not an angel. Not a fiery Seraph. Not through any medium or agent. No one but G-d, the Holy One, Blessed be He. G-d Himself, in all His glory.” 1

G-d can reveal Himself through many characters and qualities. He can choose to enclothe Himself in all types of garments and manifestations. To descend to Egypt, however, G-d chose to go Himself. No agent or messenger was sufficient. To enter Egypt, G-d dropped all the external dimensions of His Being, and exposed His true Self.

What was Pharaoh’s Egypt? The cesspool of civilization, a country wallowing in its own arrogance and depravity. What was G-d’s mission? To rescue the Jewish people from the midst of this ugliness, and elevate them to be sanctified and consecrated to Him. This task engaged G-d’s very essence. This was something that G-d would not delegate to any one of His myriad angels and messengers, characteristics or attributes.  And in doing so, G-d imparted to us some of His own powers and abilities. For all times, forever after, we have the capacity to discover G-dliness even as we descend into the lowest recesses of society and culture. Even when it seems dark and hopeless, we can reach out and inspire another hungry soul, another aching heart, and help them access truth and tranquility. Indeed, this is the mission of our lives: to enter a corrupt world in order to refine and transform it.

The task of redeeming ourselves, our family and friends, and our society from the depths of debasement cannot be accomplished half-heartedly or perfunctorily.  The real me, and the real you, are exposed when we are actively engaged in activities that better the lives of others and enrich our society.

My day has not changed much. I am still running along the same treadmill, rushing to work in the morning, frantically completing my tasks, arriving home exhausted at night. But inside, something is different. My job is not merely a means to earn some much-needed cash. It has become a mission. It is my divinely ordained little corner of the universe, to be sanctified by me alone. In this, I can find myself. I can let myself go, and be the real me.

I still hurry to catch the train, but along the way I take a moment to smile at a stranger and offer him a seat. As I make eye contact, I know what I have accomplished. For that brief moment, two people out of millions shared a small taste of humanity, nay–divinity.

At work I still face the same anxieties and frustrations that I always did. But I manage to snatch a few moments for myself, to indulge in a quiet prayer. It energizes and uplifts me. It reminds me once again, in the midst of the hectic hustle-and-bustle of daily living, that I serve a higher purpose. I connect with G-d and recall that I can always lean on Him for support, not to lose sight of who I really am.

I play my telephone messages, and one makes me pause. It is from an old acquaintance of mine, and she desperately needs a favor. I am inclined to delete this message, but something makes me stop. I replay it carefully, and resolve to make this call a priority.

The office chatter still swirls around me. I am not aloof to it; I indulge like anyone else. But something inside is different. I am not as quick to chime in with a cutting remark or a juicy bit of gossip. Instead, I attempt to contribute words that soothe, that comfort, that inspire. And I can feel the difference. I smile more at people, and they smile back at me.

I arrive home at the end of the day, still tired, still exhausted. But underneath all that is a sense of exhilaration. Some of my private inhibitions have eased, and my sense of repression is abating. I feel as if I have left Egypt. I have found my inner self.

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The Rebbe and the Writer

June 17th, 2014

For those seeking to meet the Lubavitcher Rebbe, one opportunity to do so was at the conclusion of the farbrengens (chassidic gatherings) the Rebbe held at the close of every festival, when he would distribute the traditional kos shel berachah (“cup of blessing”) to tens of thousands of people. Long lines would crisscross the large synagogue on Eastern Parkway and spill out into the street; often it was closer to dawn than to midnight when the last one in line received his ounce of wine from the Rebbe’s cup and a brief blessing from the Rebbe’s lips.

One night, a most unlikely visitor was standing on line for kos shel berachah: the writer and publicist, Natan Yellin-Mur, waited amidst a sea of black-clad chassidim and a sprinkling of secularly-suited and casually-dressed Jews for his moment with the Rebbe.

Natan was born in Vilna to Torah-observant parents and was educated in that city’s world-renowned yeshivot. As a young man, however, Natan abandoned the beliefs and practices of Judaism in favor of secular Zionism. He became a leading Zionist activist, finally making his way to the Holy Land. There he joined Lechi (“The Stern Gang”), the most radical of the Zionist groups fighting for an independent Jewish state.

But after the establishment of the state in 1948, as mundane politics replaced the ideological fervor of the pre-independence years, Natan became disillusioned with the cause for which he had fought with such vehemence. He turned fiercely anti-Zionist and pro-Arab. An eloquent writer, he regularly published articles defaming everything Jewish, and particularly the Jewish state and its policies.

Natan was on line for kos shel berachah that night because of his acquaintance with Gershon Ber Jacobson, editor of the New York-based Yiddish language newspaper, The Algemeiner Journal. Gershon Ber is a religious Jew and a Lubavitcher chassid; his paper is certainly pro-Israel and supportive of Yiddishkeit; but Gershon Ber also believes in journalistic pluralism and freedom of expression, and, to the consternation of many of his readers, he invited the self-proclaimed atheist and anti-Zionist to write for the Algemeiner and published the venomously anti-Israel and anti-Jewish articles the writer sent in. When Gershon Ber suggested to Natan that he meet the Rebbe, the writer accepted the invitation.

As the two men approached the Rebbe, Gershon Ber introduced his guest. The Rebbe turned to Natan, smiled broadly, and said: “I read all your articles.”

Natan’s idea of a Chassidic rebbe did not prepare him for a person who reads newspapers, much less articles such as his own. But what surprised him even more was what followed. “When G-d blesses someone with a talent such as yours,” the Rebbe was now saying, “one must utilize it to the fullest. This is a divine calling, and an immense responsibility. It is your G-d-given power and duty to make full use of your capacity to reach out to others and influence them with your writing.”

Thinking that the Rebbe was perhaps mistaking him for someone else, Natan asked: “Does the Rebbe agree with what I write?” The Rebbe replied: “One need not agree with everything one reads. What is most important is that one utilizes one’s G-d-given talents. When one does so, one will ultimately arrive at the truth.”

Before the flattered writer could adjust to the unexpected turn the meeting was taking, the Rebbe’s next words struck a place in his heart he’d long thought to have been silenced forever. “Tell me,” said the Rebbe in a gentle yet firm tone, “what is happening in regard to the observance of Torah and mitzvot?”

Not wanting to lie to the Rebbe by pretending to be observant, nor wishing to offend him with his atheism and anti-religiosity, Natan replied: “A Jew thinks.”

“But in Yiddishkeit,” countered the Rebbe, quoting the Talmudic maxim familiar to Natan from his yeshivah years, “it’s most important to do. ‘The primary thing is the deed.’”

Natan returned: “At least with me it’s like in the story with the Berditchever.”

Natan was referring to the story told of Rabbi Levi Yitzchak of Berditchev’s encounter with a Jew who was smoking a cigarette on Shabbat. Rabbi Levi Yitzchak, famed for his literal inability to see anything negative in a fellow Jew and his persistent advocacy on behalf of his people, said to the transgressor: “Surely you’re not aware that today is the holy Shabbat.” “No,” said the man, “I’m perfectly aware that it’s Shabbat today.” “Then perhaps you don’t know that it’s forbidden to smoke on Shabbat,” said Rabbi Levi Yitzchak. “No,” said the man, “I know perfectly well what the law says about smoking on Shabbat.” Rabbi Levi Yitzchak lifted his eyes to heaven and cried: “Father in Heaven! How precious are Your people, Israel. See how a Jew is simply incapable of telling a lie.”

There are many stories told of Rabbi Levi Yitzchak of Berdichev, so Natan was about to tell the Rebbe to which story he was referring. But before he could get out another word, the Rebbe rejoined: “The difference is that the Berdichever said this in defense of a another person, while you are saying it in defense of yourself…”

With that, the meeting came to a close. The Rebbe poured some wine into Natan’s cup, blessed him, and turned to the next in line.

Several months later, Natan was diagnosed with terminal cancer, G-d forbid. The doctors gave him but a few months to live. Shortly before his death, he sent a sealed envelope to Gershon Ber, with a note stating that it contained an article which he wished to be published posthumously.

Gershon Ber complied, and following Natan’s death, the article was printed in The Algemeiner Journal. “My dear reader,” Natan had written. “As you read this article, I am standing before the heavenly court being judged for all the actions I took and the choices I made in the course of my life. No doubt, I will be severely judged for living a life totally antithetical to anything Jewish. In fact, I have severe doubts that I will even be allowed to speak in my defense. This is why I asked your editor to print this now, as I stand before the heavenly court, in the hope that what is being read and discussed at this moment on earth will attract the attention of the Supernal Judge. For I have one merit which I want to present to the court in the face of all my failings and transgressions.” At this point, Natan related his exchange with the Rebbe at kos shel berachah. “The Rebbe said to me,” he concluded, “that I have a G-d-given talent, and that it is my sacred duty to utilize it to influence others. This I did to the best of my ability, however misguidedly. This is the only merit I can claim; may it lighten the destiny of my soul…”

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Vistas: Doing the Best You Can

June 17th, 2014

by Jay Litvin


People think that teshuvah (repentance) is only for sinners. But even the perfectly righteous individual must do teshuvah—must return to elevate his perfect past to the level of his more perfect present

Rabbi Schneur Zalman of Liadi

You stand in this moment. Many such moments lay behind you. Many more, G-d willing, before you. In each of these moments there is, there was, there will always be a choice. A decision of importance or one concerning a simple day-to-day task. A choice between disciplining your child or accepting his or her behavior as a natural part of development. A choice on how to spend ten dollars or an evening, whether or not to respond to a comment, ask a question or think a thought.

At a certain point you have lived long enough to have made many choices and to be able to see the consequences they have wrought. From this vantage point, elevated by maturity, you now see that every choice you made was made in ignorance. You recognize that the full impact of each choice was not seen at the time, and had it been, then perhaps another choice would have been made, or the same choice, but with much more trepidation, less spontaneity, and a total absence of frivolity.

The remorse this awareness brings drives you to seek audience with the Heavenly Court. An audience to seek forgiveness not for your sins, but for the decisions you made in wisdom, with consideration, with moral righteousness; for the actions you were so sure at the time were right. Only now, when you have lived long enough to see their consequences, when you are old enough to view them through a lens ground from experience and the wisdom and understanding that only experience can yield, did you see how very foolhardy you have been.

Children are the best example. Loving parents do for their child what they believe to be best. Their actions are considered, discussed, wrestled with. Expert advice is sought, no expense spared, every opportunity cultivated. And yet, as the years pass and your child grows, as his or her personality and character begin to emerge, as he or she faces life, succeeds, fails, rejoices and despairs, we, as parents, see the imperfections of our children, and our own failings. With our spouse, we sit late at night at the kitchen table, sipping our coffee, and talk of the things we could have, should have done. In great detail, we are able to trace each flaw and imperfection in our children to a choice that we made, an action we took, an opportunity we let slip by. And after we are done blaming ourselves and each other, ultimately we conclude that we did the best that we could. And in a strange way, this is the final dismay.

If you bothered to examine in similar detail the other choices you’ve made, you would come to the same conclusion. Each was flawed and limited and in its wake created consequences you could not foresee. Then, even though your mistakes and limitations could be excused by lack of knowledge, you would still desire to stand before the Heavenly Court and ask forgiveness. For these consequences, as unintentional as they may have been, are now very real and exist with  a life of their own.

Repenting in Advance

After you’ve lived enough years, you know that the future is as soon as yesterday and that ten or twenty years from now exists today. You know that just as you are asking forgiveness today for the consequences of actions taken ten or twenty years ago, so ten or twenty years from now you will be standing asking forgiveness for the actions you took today.

Even your repentance is limited. For you can only repent for what you know, and your knowledge is meager. Ten or twenty years from now you will remember standing before the Heavenly Court today, and it will appear almost childlike. Because ten or twenty years from now, you will see even more of the aftermath of your actions. And you will desire to once again seek atonement for them knowing that every newly realized consequence requires its own repentance.

And now, knowing this, you arrive at the decision that stands before you today: Your aspirations and what you do with them. Your child and how you treat him. Your wife. Husband. Work. Bank account. Friend. Neighbor. Mitzvah. Temptation. Vacation. Anger. Love. And all the rest.

You stand in fear and trepidation. You know that today’s choice will create a future reality that you cannot possibly know. You are about to release an arrow from the bow and you are already responsible for whatever target it hits, whether you aimed at it or not.

Poised to act, you have an image of yourself standing twenty years from now; prepared to release the arrow, you are already looking back, repenting your ignorance, the narrowness of your vision, the lowliness of your vista, the targets your arrow will strike as its flight continues past any destination you aim for. Yet the moment of choice has arrived. The time of action. The imperative of doing.

What do you do?

How can you possibly make a move? With the weight of this awareness, will you ever laugh again, be spontaneous, frivolous, fun loving, joyful?

Yet, miraculously, you act. You release the arrow. You laugh. You sing and you dance. Because ultimately, through your years, you have learned that G-d loves you. You are joyous precisely because there is a Heavenly Court before which you can stand and receive forgiveness and understanding and love. You laugh precisely because you know that behind the imperative of doing the very best you can is the futility of doing anything more than you can. You breathe deeply and release a smile because you know that G-d wants no more from you than you are able to do and has already given you everything you need with which to do it. You dance because this is your freedom: to dance your part in G-d’s creation with grace and courage and faith. And you sing knowing that you are only one voice in the chorus, and that the symphony is endless, ultimately perfect, yet paradoxically, dependent on you.

And finally you realize that the failings and limitations, errors and miscalculations, even the consequences that cause the blood to rush to your face in shame are also a part of your limited perspective, your narrow vision, your lowly vista. For if you could climb high enough you would see that the reason the Heavenly Court grants its forgiveness is that ultimately there is nothing to forgive.

From the highest plateau you would see that you are dancing your part perfectly. You always have. And you always will.

 

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The Battle of the Sexes: Round One

June 17th, 2014

Mike Feder: Good evening, here we are again for another edition of Toward a Meaningful Life with Simon Jacobson. I’m your host Mike Feder. Tonight our topic is gender roles, and more specifically the differences or similarities between men and women.

The question that I want to ask you for all of us is, are men and women inherently different, and if so, how and (here’s a good one) why?

Jacobson: Well, we could call today’s show “The Battle of the Sexes,” which is the way it’s been termed. I don’t know who originated that expression but I think it’s a good way of putting things. Because a fundamental part of our society today, particularly brought to our attention in the last few decades, is this battle that has been raging from the beginning of time, going back to good old Adam and Eve, and ever since you find what many people call a battle, whether subtle or overt, between man and woman. In most cases, particularly in the modern age, we find male hierarchy dominating, with women clamoring for attention and equality, equals rights amendments, women’s rights in general, and it still remains quite an elusive goal.

If you look at all the statistics of how many women are really in leadership positions in this country and in other countries for that matter, salaries, the opportunities… So it’s a question that touches all of us, because we’re either a man or a woman.

So it’s not something that anyone’s neutral about or can remain detached from. It affects us all and has seeped into every part of life: social life obviously, business life, professional and personal life, and relationships. And I would like to address your questions, but in addition, to address a more global issue, can there ever be a resolution to not just co-exist but complement each other…

Feder: We have to hope that that’s possible.

Jacobson: Yes, but hope is hope. The question is if that is realistic, and if it is, what can be done? What practically can be done in a climate like ours that is very sexually charged and a climate where dominance and power is a big issue for everyone, with men having monopolized it for a while and women as I said rising to the occasion of trying to compete on that level as well.

So your question in that context obviously is most important because you first have to establish, are they equal, and are the roles different, are they the same, are the roles that we have imposed on men and women socially oriented or inherent?

Feder: I was just going to say, we might add the question, are men and women’s natures essentially different?

Jacobson: Exactly. What is different and what is not different? What is healthy and what is not healthy? Those are essentially the questions at hand.

Frankly, it happens to be one of my favorite topics, the reason being that from the perspective that I come from and was educated in, clearly a Torah perspective and particularly the mystical dimension of it, the Kabbalistic view, has really fascinating things to say about the whole male/female dynamic.

In our day and age, it’s perhaps one of the topics that is the most blatant, where there’s so much ignorance, while at the same time so much relevant information that doesn’t even have a religious undercurrent, it’s just an understanding of who we are in our gender roles.

Clearly there’s a biological and physiological difference between a man and a woman which isn’t created by us and both in the way the bodies are made, in some aspects of the personality, and other effects that society recognizes without doubt. You have men’s tennis and you have women’s tennis. You have other areas of society where gender roles are not seen as discriminatory, but seen as appropriate. A man and woman can’t compete in a tennis match, not because a woman is in any way inferior, but because she can’t compete physically with a man, so she competes against women. It makes sense.

Feder: Well, not yet, anyhow.

Jacobson: I don’t know how many people would really consider that aspiration or goal that a woman should be built like a man, I mean, maybe men should be built like women. Is brute strength the standard, how much you weigh, or your bone structure? So we’ll discuss this but I just wanted to point that out.

Now, the reason this topic also lends itself, and I definitely want to hear from our audience because I’m sure everyone has an opinion on this matter, why it lends itself to so much controversy (which makes it exciting to discuss of course) is that everyone is either a man or a woman. I repeat that because it’s not a small issue, because it makes us all subjective. We’re not discussing a specimen outside of ourselves…

Feder: Or something in the abstract…

Jacobson: Right. We’re discussing something head-on, which is us. And whenever you’re discussing “you,” you’re immediately part of the picture and therefore your attitudes—how you look at your father, how you look at your mother…

Even if we don’t get Freudian, but just on a basic level, we’re influenced by whether we had a good relationship with our parents, with the women in our lives, with the men in our lives, these are big things: male bonding, child bonding, and all of that.

In addition, as we grow older and get involved in our own relationships, we again have experiences that are not always neutral. It may have been deep love, it may have been spurned, you may have been hurt by someone you loved, so again it creates the attitude that “women are like this,” or “men are like that.”

Often, it’s true. There are some of the popular books today about Men and Mars and Women and Venus or Tannen’s book about communication between men and women. Since men and women think differently, they communicate differently.

Feder: Deborah Tannen’s book You Just Don’t Understand, it’s a great book.

Jacobson: …about different communication where both mean well but they just communicate differently. One of the points there is that intimacy for a man is doing things with someone, and for a woman it’s talking about it. A man thinks talking means you’re asking for advice and for a woman speaking about something doesn’t mean you’re asking for advice, but just trying to communicate.

Feder: I once heard it described as the difference between content and contact.

Jacobson: Okay. And so there are very deeply ingrained attitudes that society has imposed upon us that have informed and shaped our own views on gender. And I think it’s critical to begin as a preface with anything that we discuss on this topic that we must recognize that we all have subjective attitudes that are perhaps very deep.

Like, for example, on a simple level, I fully empathize and understand why women would in general be upset at how the men have dominated.

Feder: It’s a man’s world.

Jacobson: Yes. They’ve dominated in business, in money, and in control. Those three items are not necessarily the most important items in life, but in a society that’s highly materialistic and we value people for their status, where they have climbed on the economic scale, that becomes a powerful position, and clearly men have abused that position as we continuously see.

So it’s fully understandable why women would be extremely upset with that.

So I want to discuss that and also how or can we correct it, but it’s important to get to the root of it. And the first question of course I hear, as a teacher as I travel and talk to various men and women, is what does Judaism have to say? Does Judaism also consider women to be inferior?

Feder: It’s a question I have for later.

Jacobson: Okay, but I’m just putting it all into one big pot and mixing it all up to see whether our “brew” will end up being…

Feder: Whether it tastes like anything or whether it’s worth eating, right?

Jacobson: Right. So I get that question very often about the Jewish attitude, the religious attitude toward women.

It may seem like, in the eye of the beholder, women are not given the same religious opportunities, or leadership, or many things in Jewish tradition, that would appear to the naked eye to someone who may not know better, to be seemingly male oriented. So I wanted to throw that into the pot as well.

But I see it this way. We have to distinguish, as in any type of healthy approach, between the people and the system, in other words, in the case that I’m discussing—the mystical cosmic Torah system of how we see a man and a woman in their purest form—has to be distinguished from how people have treated each other.

Feder: And are treating each other right now.

Jacobson: Of course that should be added. In other words, you and I (you, Mike, and myself) may have a standard that we aspire to. That doesn’t mean that you and I are behaving that way. We can behave in a petty way, we can behave in an abusive way, and we can be hurtful. And yet, you can’t throw out the baby with the bath water.

We have to find some standard, some objective system, some goal that we can live up to, and compare that then to where we stand in our attitudes to each other as men and women.

I would say that to start from a very abstract, philosophical approach, each human being has a quintessential nature: who you are, the essential you.

Then there are factors, attitudes and experiences in life that, so to speak, add layers and shape and program us, sometimes in ways that are completely contrary or antithetical to our own natural tendencies.

When we look at a man today and a woman today, you’re not seeing the quintessential man and the quintessential woman. You’re seeing a man and a woman shaped by a society that has imposed its attitudes and viewpoints on them.

So when you’re looking at a man and a woman you’re not just looking at a pure, “freshly fallen snow” as we were intended to be when we were born, you’re looking at a person who has been beaten up, or has beaten up others, or has been shaped by many different factors.

That’s why it’s very difficult to easily answer the question, are men and women different? What part of them are we talking about? The superimposed elements or the quintessential ones?

So my answer to the question would be that we have to—no matter hard it may be being the subjective creatures that we are—step back for a moment, and I’d like to present what’s called the Torah/mystical or Torah/psychological profile of a man and a woman before they are touched by society, by parents and community, and then compare that, juxtapose that, to the modern man and woman as we see them.

Feder: To the original nature or the original essence.

Jacobson: Right. It’s like taking a perfect circle and then drawing your own circle and superimposing them to see where the jagged edges are and see its consistency.

I think that’s a healthy approach in any area of life—because none of us are perfect—that if you want to heal or grow you have to have a backdrop. What am I growing toward? Or else you may be growing in the wrong direction.

It’s like a child who looks at the parent and learns love from the parent. If the love of the parent was distorted, the child’s view of what love is is initially a distortion.

Feder: So when you say you’re going to talk about the original essence or nature, from where is this?

Jacobson: Well, I mentioned briefly, it’s from the Torah, but particularly from the dimension of the Torah which I call the mystical or esoteric dimension which gives us spiritual definitions or profiles of people, of events, and phenomena.

Some may call that the Kabbalah, which is Jewish mysticism. It’s essentially grounded and based on Bible, for instance, in the case we’re discussing, I would begin with the first verse, how are man and woman described in the Bible? What is the description?

Feder: You mean start out from Genesis?

Jacobson: Yes. Straight from Genesis and build up upon that and get some type of profile. This is a profile. A Torah profile of what a man is and a Torah profile of what a woman is.

Feder: So let’s do it. What does it say?

Jacobson: …and then we’ll compare that to where we’re at.

The first time man and woman are mentioned in the Bible it says: “G-d created the human being. Male and female He created them.” That’s the literal translation of the first time man and woman are mentioned in the Bible.

And then it continues by saying that He created them in the image of G-d, this one human being that is created in this somewhat cryptic expression, “Male and female He created them.”

So it’s like saying He created a human being, male and female He created them.

Feder: Isn’t that two separate people right there?

Jacobson: No. As a matter of fact, it is seen to be as one entity.

Feder: Okay.

Jacobson: So in other words, it’s one unified entity that was then split into two. And remember, it is a biblical statement so it has many interpretations, but I will give you the classical interpretation (and it has other, equally valid interpretations but they’re all consistent with each other).

The human race is one entity with two energies, male and female, which we’ll call masculine energy and feminine energy.

Feder: Which could be either both in a male and both in a female.

Jacobson: Exactly. That’s exactly the point. That both do have each other: a male has a masculine and a feminine energy, and a woman has a masculine and a feminine energy.

Now, in spiritual language, you don’t begin thinking in terms of the physical and then travel to the spiritual, you work the other way around. You begin first on the abstract energy level, and that carries forward and is drawn down and manifested on a material level.

It’s simply a different way of looking at life. Instead of looking at it from the outside in, you look at it from the inside out.

Feder: Or from the top down…

Jacobson: When I say top, it’s not physically the top, it means from the inside out. I’ll give you an example. When a person cries and tears come out of your eyes, no one would say that first you have tears in your eyes and then you have emotions. It begins from within. You have emotions and then tears well up in your eyes and then it’s expressed in physical tears.

Now, when you cry, you don’t need to look at the tears in your eyes to know you’re sad. But I have no way of knowing that you’re sad unless you tell me or I see tears or some other physical expression.

Feder: So, spiritually speaking, then you’d have to ask if there are inherent spiritual differences from the get-go.

Jacobson: That’s exactly the point. Because as soon as there are physical differences, like with tears or with laughter, they are only physical manifestations of spiritual differences. Which means essentially, that instead of using the word difference, I would use the term unique qualities.

A woman, or let’s say, feminine energy, has unique qualities.

Feder: Are these spelled out in the Bible?

Jacobson: Well, in the Bible, it’s inferred to, and yes, it is described and I’m going to describe it for you.

Feder: Okay. Now we’re hearing it!

Jacobson: So you’re getting impatient. But I want to take it step by step because I believe in the short-long approach which means that if you cover your early steps correctly, your later steps will be easier to explain.

Feder: Is my impatience a masculine or a feminine quality?

Jacobson: Good question. I hope by the end of the show you’ll know the answer.

So we have here a situation where we’re describing male and female, divorcing it now from how you see yourself. Looking at yourself in the mirror—as you see yourself now in the mirror as affected by society and many factors—is not freshly fallen snow as I put it earlier.

So we have here the human race, meaning the human being, who is created as male and female. You could say it’s two halves of one whole entity, both fundamental and necessary. Take away the male and there’s one fundamental element missing in its existence; take away the female and there’s another fundamental element missing in its existence.

Now they overlap, as we were discussing, but there are still unique feminine qualities and there are unique masculine qualities. I keep using the word “unique” because they are different—not to use a cliché—but they are in no way inferior and superior.

It’s no different than the right eye and the left eye. Or the arm and the legs. Or the heart and the mind. I’m just using that as an analogy.

We are living in a world where diversity does not mean conflict. Diversity is a blessing, because essentially beauty is harmony within diversity.

So we’re talking about the masculine energy and the feminine energy, and interestingly, as the teachings that I’m citing explain, this isn’t just the human race. It’s the animal, vegetable and mineral kingdoms as well. Masculine and feminine doesn’t always mean a male and female as we understand them, it means two energies that always need to come together. So whether that’s the mating in other worlds or a positive and negative energy in physics, in sub-atomic particles, we’ll always see that every force of energy, life-force, always consists of two polars; you can even say that a tension is created between them, a negative and positive charge.

Feder: What’s known in the East as the yin and the yang, a male energy and a female energy.

Jacobson: Yes. Exactly. So we have to somewhat broaden our scope and definition of masculine and feminine to be universal, that’s it’s everywhere in our existence. And in a sense, when a man and woman learn to coexist, they create, in a way, a unity that ripples through all the cosmic levels and all the universe and it’s essentially our role to accomplish that.

But whenever it comes to two types of energy, they also have a potential for tension and conflict. Like a tension and resolution. And the key, of course, is achieving resolution instead of tension, but you first have to understand what these energies are.

Feder: But it can never be static, it’s always back and forth…

Jacobson: Exactly. Or else you have death or numbness, lethargy.

So the Torah continues, “Male and female He created them,” establishing clearly two forces in existence, in the universe, in everything in our lives that are required for an entity to be complete. Then it says that G-d split them into two, which essentially explains why we are different and why we are separate, and we can even get into battle, as we’re discussing.

But what are the quintessential interpretations, and here I ask you to indulge me for a moment in something that may sound esoteric and abstract and somewhat mystical, but I will bring it down to earth in a very practical way.

The Kabbalah, Jewish mysticism, begins to explain existence by using the metaphor of light. Light is the metaphor for G-d’s expression. G-d’s expression, or extension, in creating existence is called Divine energy. Energy is light. This energy has different forms, and essentially, even before man and woman, as we understand them in a biological sense, are created, two energies emanated, so to speak, from the Divine. That’s why you’ll find in the Kabbalah that there’s a feminine aspect of G-d and a masculine aspect of G-d. G-d is neither male nor female, but, in a sense, emanates or manifests two types of energy. One is called a projected light and one is called a receptive light.

Another way of describing it is that one of them is a light or energy that flows outward and one is a light or energy that flows inward. One is revelation and expression to others, an expressive light, and one is an internalized one.

To translate this in psychological terms so we can relate to it, there are times when we want to express ourselves to others. And there are times when we need time for ourselves, the introverted element as opposed to the extrovert, where you need to compose yourself and reflect, where you need your own space. And it’s no less an output of energy. In a way, someone may say that it’s more powerful energy than when you express yourself because you’re communicating with yourself. But it is an energy—it’s not a silent state, and it’s not a sleeping/comatose state—it’s a state where the arrow is facing inward instead of outward.

And then there are times when we socialize, when we communicate. Now, the balance in our lives, for most of us, is often out of whack. There are people who are great socialites and socializers, people who are very extroverted, but can’t really deal with themselves, they don’t have enough time to deal with themselves or they’re afraid to.

And there are people who are overly introverted, they’re very shy and very internalized. They may be very powerful people, but they don’t have that courage or they’re very private, or whatever it may be, but ultimately for a human being to be balanced, you need both, and you need a good balance of both; you can’t allow one to compromise the other. You always need time for yourself, but you can’t always be for yourself. That’s Hillel’s famous line: “If I’m not for myself, who will be for me; and if I’m only for myself, what am I?”

So it’s a dance and a balance. So to apply it now to the energy I’m talking about, one is more of a male expression. The energy of projection is more of a male type energy. Masculine energy. Again, we’re not talking about the man yet, we’re talking about the energy.

And feminine energy is primarily the other way. It’s much more internalized. When you say a human being, for example, has the ability to communicate with others, just that idea of expressing is more masculine. When you say a human being has inner majesty and an inner glow or an inner dignity, that would be considered to be feminine.

Now, again, both need each other and both have a part of each other. There’s no such thing as a feminine energy that doesn’t have expression and there’s no such thing as a masculine energy that doesn’t have inwardness. But yet, for practical purposes, we have to define them somewhat with the understanding that 80% of both masculine and feminine energy may overlap with the other, with one or the other being the primary force.

So this is how the Kabbalah explains the first…let’s call it the “big bang,” the original essence of where male and female originated from on a cosmic level, very far from where we are right now. By far I don’t mean physically far, but far on a different dimension.

This evolved into what we’ll call in Kabbalistic terminology the light and the vessel, the energy and the container.

Feder: Now before you go any further, I have to ask you a question. Is it masculine or feminine for me to pause right now and go into some details and reidentify ourselves?

Jacobson: If it’s done in a healthy way, it’s part masculine and part feminine. Which part you are, you’ll have to determine by the end of the show.

Feder: Okay. So in a masculine and a feminine sense, let me reidentify who you’re listening to right now. You were just listening to Rabbi Simon Jacobson, and this is Toward a Meaningful Life with Simon Jacobson. My name is Mike Feder and we’re here every Sunday night from 6-7pm and you’re listening to WEVD, 1050AM in New York City.

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Let us proceed. Now, we’ve already approached the original essence of male and female and now we’re coming down to earth. We have men and women walking around here. History, and even current events, seem to be very, very far away from this balance that we’re supposed to achieve originally. Things have gotten way out of whack, I think. So here we are, on earth, we’re men, we’re women, there’s a battle of the sexes, men are seen as aggressive, ambitious and violent, women are seen as receptive, nurturing, gentle. How did it all get to be this way, is that the way it’s supposed to stay? These are the questions we have to deal with as we’re living on earth right now.

Jacobson: So what I was doing was giving you the cosmic history of male and female, where it originates from in its quintessential form and I was going to bring it down to where we are now on earth. But I want to take one more step from where we left off.

So these two forms of energy evolve, and they evolved into what Kabbalah called lights and containers, the receptacles and energy, which again are two forms of energy that exist in every part of existence in every part of the universe.

For instance, when you write a book or write an article, you have the words, which are the containers, the vehicles. But you have the energy which is the spirit and the message between the lines.

Any type of communication, any transmission, requires a spirit behind it and vehicles to express it. Now the mistake that some people have is that the vehicles are just passive or receptive. They too are a form of energy.

Feder: Now before you move on, let me ask this? Do you mean that the spirit and the ideas are the masculine and the vehicle is feminine? Or am I misunderstanding?

Jacobson: I’ll explain. In context of a true container or receptacle, it can be seen as a passive state, for example, if you pour water into a jug, the jug is just a passive vehicle, and water is the main thing that you want to have. The vehicle is just carrying it.

But in the context of masculine and feminine, the vehicle is really the inward energy. That’s why its expression is not always expressive and projective, its expression may be through a more gentle approach or a more silent approach.

So when a person is sitting silently, which is louder, silence or sound? Most people say sound is louder. Not necessarily. We’re not talking about silence as being weakness. The silence of a wise person may be louder and more powerful than sound. But it can appear almost as being a passive state because you don’t hear anything.

The inner majesty or inner dignity of a human being, that inner energy I mentioned before, can in some ways appear as a receptacle, as a recipient or a container or vehicle, but in essence it’s really energy that equally has its own virtues and qualities in contrast to the masculine energy which is the more expressive one.

In the purest of worlds, where there’s a complete dedication and understanding that (going back to the Biblical verse: “Human being, male and female He created them,”) masculine and feminine are two forms of energy that are required in everyone’s life, in such a world there is no room for confilct between the two forces. Both are equally indispensable elements in all human experience. Using the example I gave before of the introvert and the extrovert: you need both expression and inwardness. In a pure world where there are no distortions and no corruption, these two energies (masculine and feminine) completely complement each other.

In other words, the man has a balance of yin and yang, his masculine and feminine energy, and the woman has a balance of her masculine and feminine energy. And of course that spills over and has implications and consequences that a man and woman will respect each other as such.

A man will not take advantage of a woman’s physical weakness, for instance. He won’t take advantage of her sensitive or gentle nature. And a woman won’t take advantage sometimes of a man’s bruteness and lack of sensitivity.

Feder: How do you take advantage of that?

Jacobson: We’ll discuss that in a moment. Ask some men out there on the street and they’ll tell you how wily women can be.

Feder: They can twist men around their little finger.

Jacobson: Right. And they make us feel that we’re powerful and strong but it’s really the woman that controls it all. You’ll hear plenty of it. The battle of the sexes can be directed in both directions once things are out of whack and once there’s no respect and trust. But let’s not discuss that distortion for a moment. Let’s talk about the other side of things.

So when there’s a full appreciation, and let’s put it in very simple context, when the male and female recognize that they’re both part of a larger Divine image, a larger image that they’re both living up to, then they realize that my energy was created or given to me to serve, to build something greater than myself. It’s not a selfish oriented life. The male and female both recognize that—as Adam and Eve both did before eating from the Tree of Knowledge—then there’s a certain complementary element that comes into play, that’s more than the sum of the parts; a synergy that is a perfect union: perfect love, the perfect marriage, divine union of two forces complementing each other.

The woman, the feminine, helping the masculine to be in touch with his own feminine energy, and the man, the masculine, helping the woman to be in touch with her own masculine energy.

Feder: Let me ask you a question, since we’re right here in the beginning of the Bible stage, and we have to move on obviously, it seems to me (maybe I’ve been reading the wrong Bible and you’ve often pointed out to me that I seem to have been reading the wrong Bible)

Jacobson: Wrong translation…

Feder: Okay. I seem to remember learning in school, that G-d created (I think this is how I remember it, in fact, I know that most people I know remember it this way) G-d created man, Adam, and then G-d said, “Man needs a ‘helpmeet,’” which is the word I read in translation, and “helpmeet” is an old-fashioned word for someone who is a helpmate. So He creates man, which is His original creation, His first creation, His first thought for a human, then He creates woman by taking one of Adam’s ribs and creates a woman to “help” him.

Now right away that’s a subservient, secondary position. Now, did I get it wrong? Did I read that wrong someplace?

Jacobson: I would suggest that you and all listeners open up your Bibles tonight, or tomorrow, and you’ll notice (you read half right, but you don’t remember the first sentence) that the first verse is the way I read it.

Feder: But does the other one exist?

Jacobson: Yes. And I’m going to explain that. But the first time it’s expressed is that G-d created a human being. Now “adam” means human being. Because at that time we didn’t yet have an Adam and Eve, because then it goes on to say, “He created them male and female.” As a matter of fact, most commentaries say that that human being was androgynous, it was both male and female and it was then split into two.

Feder: Do you know that scientists, if I remember correctly, have discovered recently that the first beginnings of a fetus are female, and the male is added later? Have you read that?

Jacobson: Exactly. Yes I have read that and I would say that from a Torah perspective it’s accurate but a little different. I think the first stages they’ll discover are neither male nor female. Then there’s the female dominant element and then the male. Because similar to the creation of Adam and Eve, you’re talking about a complete entity that is half male and half female, and then comes a second section of the Bible several verses later where it begins to discuss the details.

So how did He split them apart? So we have an entity that’s both male and female, clearly equals. There’s nowhere that you can imply from that that the male is the dominant one. It’s clearly two halves. Then it speaks about how G-d split them apart, and when it speaks about the splitting apart, your reading is more or less accurate, with some corrections that I would make.

First of all, rib is only one interpretation. Some interpret it that the word in the Torah is really “side,” it doesn’t say “rib.”

There is an interpretation of rib, and there is an interpretation that it’s an entire side, meaning, that in a sense a male and female were like two sides, two halves, and they were split apart by taking the female side and the male side. So it’s not really like taking a rib out.

Now, regarding the helpmate issue, I’ll discuss that a little later in answering that question of yours. But I just want to respond to your question of the Biblical reading of it.

Let me go back for a moment to where I left off, and I think overall, I’ll try to cover it all and this show will leave people with more answers than questions. That’s our objective.

Now we have two forms of energy, masculine and feminine, and clearly they have different roles and different virtues and qualities, but in a world where there is trust, in a world under G-d, where two people are serving a higher goal, you don’t have any reason for anyone to abuse or corrupt their particular qualities and no way of abusing the other person’s qualities.

Clearly, a man is physically stronger than a woman, and it has been used in history as a form of abuse; the worst type we don’t have to mention, but that physical dominance gives man power, physical power. He can physically subdue a woman, he can physically put her in her place, he can beat her up. And even if he doesn’t do it, it creates a psychological fear—the woman knows she can always be subdued.

Feder: This seems to explain much of the last several thousand years of human history.

Jacobson: Correct. And I’m in no way rejecting that, and I’m not trying to go into some utopian fantasy. But I do believe that we have to describe what a man and a woman are, and that it resonates in each of us.

So now a distortion comes into play. Adam and Eve eat from the Tree of Knowledge and, in a sense, they lose touch with their purpose of existence.

Feder: Which was?

Jacobson: Which was to build something greater, to make a home for G-d in this world. To sanctify their lives and the world around them. To, as the Bible puts it, to serve, to protect, to transform the world and make it a unified place.

Feder: So they went off the wrong track.

Jacobson: They went off by becoming self-involved; each of them now recognizing a sense of self, including a sexual identity. Oh, I’m a man, this is a woman. I’m attracted to a woman. Which in itself is not a problem, especially if that attraction and union leads to something greater. But now, man is also aware that he’s stronger physically. A woman is aware that she may have certain sensitivities.

In a world where materialism is dominant, who will be the more powerful? The one who’s more material, who has more matter. First of all, body bulk on a simple level, but also more money, more aggressiveness, more aggression.

So now this energy that I described before as being projective, expressive energy which is a very healthy thing can turn into brute aggressive energy. What happens if that man who’s physically stronger or able to be more aggressive suddenly becomes a warrior? And he’s no longer just expressing his inner energies in a healthy context, he’s now dominating. And if he doesn’t get what he wants he says to the woman, “I want, I insist on this,” and he’s aggressive about it. He can even be physical about it, or violent.

Feder: So the more that the two sexes separate themselves as male and female, the more a man thinks he’s a man and the more a woman thinks she’s a woman, the worse things get, correct?

Jacobson: Yes. The potential for abuse essentially comes from a dichotomy and a schism between matter and spirit. That’s how I would put it.

The more that the world sees itself, or human beings see themselves as self-contained materialistic creatures, the more a world where the male and female will be going in two different directions.

Because they only really unite in a higher context. Their unity is based on building that Divine image, which is building something greater.

Once they become self-absorbed, what happens is that the tools at your disposal—a man will say “my tools are that I’m physically strong, I’m aggressive, I have different talents, I can go out and get a great job, make a lot of money,” and men begin pursuing that. First of all, they get out of touch with their own feminine side, that’s number one, which of course splits them apart from any actual woman, because if you’re not in touch with your own feminine element, you’re not going to be in touch with another.

Feder: It splits them apart from the earth itself.

Jacobson: Right. And most importantly it just creates a climate where material things, where brutal strength, where physical things, where quantity is more important than quality. Quantity takes over.

Now for thousands of years, men have created this type of hierarchy. So it slowly accelerates and they build institutions and governments and businesses and communities and cultures, and we’re all programmed to think this way: that the man is the breadwinner, and he’s the stronger one, and he leads, and the woman is the helpmate who sits at home…

Feder: The homemaker, the nurturer,

Jacobson: The caretaker of the home and the children. Now that per se is not a problem and is not unhealthy, but the problem is, what is valued? What is really the center of life? Is the center of life gentleness, caretaking, children, spirituality? Or is the center of life career, business, making money, building things, going to war, conquering, conquests?

Feder: You just asked the question, can you answer it?

Jacobson: Of course. In a world prior to the Tree of Knowledge, which is the healthiest of worlds, it’s very clear. The center is soul, spirit, quality. The inner dignity of the human being.

Feder: The female essence.

Jacobson: Exactly. The feminine aspect. And the masculine is a way of expressing it to the world, a way of refining and taming the material aspects. To use a very simple example: a man is stronger so he goes out and he knows how to chop more wood, so he takes the chopped wood and puts it into a fireplace, and now he can sit with his family and study, and read, and have a Shabbos table together, as an example.

What happens if the man says no, wood chopping is a career, I’m making a lot of money, I’m going to start a wood manufacturing business, and it becomes an end in itself?

Feder: He creates www.wood.com.

Jacobson: Exactly. So suddenly careers and the type of male bonding that goes on in the male community becomes a corporate entity. Corporations are an end in themselves. They have lost touch with the human side, that the whole point of business, and money, and conquest, and aggression is meant to make life better.

But life is being played out not in the marketplace and not on Wall Street, and not on the battlefield. It is being played out in a very gentle place. In the home, in a hearth, with a mother and father and children.

Feder: So everything has gone very wrong from the original essence it seems to me looking at history, but let me pin you down a little bit here.

Jacobson: That’s very masculine, you’re going to pin me down…

Feder: Okay, what can I tell you? So men are going out and working most of the time in a lot of communities, this is the old way I guess, up until the 60s and the 70s.

Jacobson: Wait. I’m not up to the 60s and 70s yet.

Feder: So women are home, and they’re nurturing and gentle and they’re rearing the children.

Jacobson: In the traditional role.

Feder: Now, may I say that maybe it’s incorrect, but especially in the tradition that you’re coming from, perhaps, that there are more women—you’re what’s called Orthodox?

Jacobson: You know what I think about the word “Orthodox”…

Feder: Yes, so tell me…

Jacobson: That’s another radio show. Don’t define me as Orthodox. You can define me as a Jew, as someone who’s searching for G-d.

Feder: Okay. So there are a lot of women home taking care of the family, and there are a lot of men out working. This is the way most of the world is it seems. Is there something naturally right about the fact that women are taking care of children, watching the home, nurturing, being spiritual, creating a place of spirit and rest and meditation, and nurturing, and men are out there with their brute strength which is larger and more real, chopping things down, bringing home whatever it is… Is that right, is that correct? Is that the way it should be?

Jacobson: If the center of life, and there can only be one center, is understood by everyone to being the same center, that we’re trying to build, and I’ll use the expression: “a home for G-d in this world,” and what I mean by that is that your home is not in your office, your home is not in the battlefield, your home is a very gentle, soft place. Also in your own heart and spirit which is the core, the hub, where everything begins. And everything else is a means, like spokes that are connected by that hub.

In that type of world, then they’re both balanced. There’s no problem with going out and chopping wood. You know why you’re chopping. You know why you’re investing. You know why you’re on Wall Street. You know why you’re aggressive in the marketplace— not as an end in itself.

That gives you satisfaction, but it’s not the ultimate satisfaction. The ultimate satisfaction is that that can fuel a wholesome life, a spiritual life, a life where you can pass something on to your children, values. And when your deepest satisfaction comes from that, then you have more or less of a balance, and more importantly, you will not have a man abusing that gentleness and abusing the feminine aspect.

Now what happened in history is that this male hierarchy was built.

Feder: By men.

Jacobson: Yes. And clearly in a distorted world, where materialism can be seen as an end in itself, and spirit and quality can be almost squelched or ignored or abused. In such a world, we basically live in a battlefield. A battlefield doesn’t mean shedding blood, a battlefield can also mean a competitive marketplace.

Now suddenly we look at the last few decades, at something called the Women’s Rights Movement, the feminist movement. In many ways, as they call it in the marketplace, it’s a reality check.

The women begin to complain. They say, oh, we see that the deal is different. We all thought that the deal was that we were all building something together. Suddenly the men are out and they’re not coming home. Or they’re not coming home on time. Or they’re not coming home altogether. They have a new center. New priorities.

So the women come out of their aprons and out of their homes and out of their kitchens and say to the men, that’s not fair. We want a part of the action, too. So women essentially want to create a check and a balance and want to become like men—let’s all go out there and we also want to go out there and pursue careers and make as much money as you do, and we also can be as aggressive as you can in our own way.

And women have been trying to prove that point.

Feder: And do men also want to conversely go home and stay at home?…

Jacobson: You hear of different movements, some people say that… but let me finish my thought and I think that will be answered.

So what’s really happening is that the root of the women’s restlessness and being upset is a very healthy one, because the men, in a sense, have messed it up. But the truth is that their response is not necessarily the right one. So the women are going to become like men? So we’re all going to move away from the center of life…

Feder: And we’ll all go out there and beat each other up…

Jacobson: We’ll all become warriors, no one’s staying home. And the whole attitude in a sense shifted to one of aggression and battle.

I would say, that the real feminist revolution should be one, and in many ways is becoming one, which states: “No, in the name of equality we are not going to succumb to the male-warrior model for life. We see each other (maan and woman) as partners. We women can excel at work. We can be political leaders, oftentimes better than men because we’re sensitive. But we’re not going to forget our priorities as well. We’re here for a purpose in this world. We will not compromise our power of nurturing. Our gentleness, our sybltelty — that is vital to men and to all of life. That purpose does not mean sitting in the kitchen—I don’t want to create this demeaning view of a woman sitting in the kitchen and she’s the one staying home with the kids and nurturing, because that’s become almost like a caricature—but let’s put it this way: we are nurturing life itself.”

The name “Chava,” the Hebrew for Eve, means mother of life. Do you know what “Adam” means? Dust of the earth. Because it reflects on the different qualities. A man is much more earthy in a sense, where we talk about the brute strength. A woman is much more of a mother. I don’t mean a mother, but what I mean to say is a bearer of life, appreciation of life.

We, women, were given to safeguard and to protect and to build life in this world. And in a sense the objective should be to reintroduce a core or center of spirituality, which in many ways is very feminine, and men should serve their role in fulfilling that as well.

Feder: So maybe I missed it, or maybe you just gave the answer, but I still am wondering, did I hear the answer to the question? Do you think women’s place is basically to nurture, to be at home, let’s say rearing children and a man’s place is to be out in the world with their brute strength bringing home the goods. Is that true or not?

Jacobson: As I said earlier, there’s overlap and we have to also deal with the realities of the situation as it is. If you want to turn the clock back and you have the power to do so, that may be a possibility the way you describe it. But the reality is that many, many women are in the workplace today and I would not suggest that they all quit and go back home. That’s obviously ridiculous.

Feder: Do you think it would be better if they did?

Jacobson: No, not necessarily. Because they have much to contribute there too. The question is not where a woman belongs, but what is a woman and what is a man, that’s what we were discussing.

What are you? Are you a career person or are you a nurturer? What is a man? Are you a warrior or a form of expression of energy? So I would look at it more like men and women should try to get who they are. Where they spend their time clearly has to deal with the realities of our lives today.

Everything is by Divine providence. The fact is that many women are in the workplace and there are men who are beginning to appreciate what real homelife is about. I would not suggest that we turn the clocks back and say, “Women, you all go back home.” That fundamentalist approach is not at all the Judaism I know of, that women should quit their jobs and go back home and men should out to work. That’s not at all the objective. The objective is to take what we have and the virtues—and women can introduce into the workplace a sense of their gentleness as well, and men can use their strengths to help nurture.

Feder: You know, I hate to do this, but in the requirements of time, we only have a couple of minutes left in the program. We’ve raised so many questions and there are so many issues that I think we could do a part two, I believe.

Jacobson: Let me say that I’ve discussed this topic at length extensively in some of my classes and I would welcome anyone who is interested in this to make available to them more information on this topic. Especially as our website develops we’ll post it. But anyone wanting more on this—and I really see this show as a catalyst, not necessarily as giving all the answers—should call us and we will provide more information, and as you said Mike, do a part two.

Feder: We also want to say that we have received a lot of requests from people how they can donate to the Meaningful Life Center which sponsors this radio show and essentially to help this radio show do what it’s doing which is to bring, we hope, some meaning to people’s lives. The way you can do this, in effect becoming a partner in this undertaking, is to contribute money to the Meaningful Life Center which provides all of this. Right after we get off there will be someone there and you can call at 1-800-3MEANING or 1-800-363-2646 and you can talk to them about how you can donate and how you can help us to continue what we’re doing here today.

We have approximately one minute left and this is such a massive issue that we are going to do a part two, but in the last minute, is there something that you can say in terms of how we can resolve these things, so that tonight or tomorrow morning we can understand ourselves better and begin to resolve these issues?

Jacobson: Well, it’s critical that both men and women realize that we’re both on the same boat, universe, life. And we are allies, and we are part of one bigger picture. And to do that the men have to get more in touch with their feminine side and the women perhaps with their masculine side. We need more integration. And we need to recognize that the dominant force in our lives should not be individual (male or female) interests, but the higher good, the greater cause, the higher calling.

In a world where the masculine and feminine energies are so unbalanced in favor of material, brute aggression, we need to counter balance it by recognizing and cherishing the power of the soul, the spirit. Because when we look at the quality of our lives, that helps identify our quantity. Like form and function. You need to be able to recognize that which is the vehicle and that which is the spirit. And I think both men and women, those who are in relationships and marriages can practically do something every morning to talk about these issues with each other. To begin the initiate the dialogue, to go to a class, read a book.

In my book Toward a Meaningful Life these ideas are captured in the chapter on Men and Women. By putting this issue on the agenda and discussing it, we come closer to resolving the struggle. This is by no means exclusively for couples; relationships begin when you are single. Every one of us can contribute to a better relationship between men and women, by recognizing and studying something that’s spiritual that helps us cultivate these two different types of energy in a Divine way.

Feder: Thank you very much.

EDITOR’S NOTE: Due to the many questions and great demand for more on this topic, this discussion will continue two weeks from now, on the radio show titled The Battle of the Sexes – Part II.

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