Are you the 81%?

Read my column in the Saturday May 5 Aspen Times, in which I make a case for religion that -- miraculously -- has nothing to do with God! (At least not explicitly...)

Click here to read, and please comment or contact me at rabbi@aspenjewish.org.


(P.S. Thanks to Maurice Emmer for sending the Razzaque article my way. And thanks to Rev. Robert de Wetter for the link to the poll on religious affiliation.)

When I’m 64...

When I get older losing my hair,

Many years from now,

Will you still be sending me a valentine

Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I'd been out till quarter to three

Would you lock the door,

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

...

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,

Who could ask for more?

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

Even if the Beatles weren’t singing about it then, this week we celebrated Israel's 64th birthday, as we marked another Yom Haatzmaut. It's amazing to think of it: only 64 years ago, a new country came into being -- really, a "new old" country -- in the ancestral land of the Jewish people. For the first time in almost 1900 years, Jews had a nation of our own, free to rule ourselves, and to live as Jews. Herzl’s dream of being a free people in our land came true.

But nothing is ever that simple, especially not for Jews, and the 64 years of Israel’s existence have been complicated by wars without, and tensions within.

Now, MAYBE, even though we Jews love to have opinions, and love to argue, MAYBE we can take Yom Haatzmaut as a day to JUST CELEBRATE: Israel as a haven for refugees, Israel as a center of Jewish culture, Israel as -- dare we say it -- a light unto the nations.

Is it possible that one day a year, we can put the political fighting and name-calling aside, and instead just show gratitude for the miracle that is Israel? After all, that does leave 359 other days (by the Jewish calendar!) to yell at each other.

In truth, we need a spirit of gratitude and humility to permeate the rest of the year as well. Without letting go of our passionately held opinions, we need to get better at talking about Israel, talking to Israelis, and relating to Israel.

What would that look like?

For starters, we need to address the reality that “ignorance and love are seen as somehow compatible.” We American Jews, left, right, and in between, love to express our opinions about Israel from the comfort of our American armchair. Without understanding Hebrew, without awareness of day-to-day Israeli life, without knowing the vast array of political and social issues that motivate the Israeli electorate far more powerfully than the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, we make it our business to lecture and reprimand Israel and each other.

As we mark another Yom Haatzmaut, let us celebrate the present by committing to a different kind of future. A future in which we aren’t content merely to “love” Israel, but we actually strive to know Israel: land, people, language, culture. A future in which we decide that we have something valuable to learn from our fellow Jews who disagree with us about Israeli politics, even when we continue to disagree. A future in which Israel is not a superficial tool for fundraising or affiliation, but a real place of Jewish learning, of deeper engagement with Jewish tradition, and deeper relationships with other Jews.

One opportunity to celebrate and know Israel better may be coming up next spring. Passover falls during spring break next March, and we are starting to explore a congregational trip to Israel. If you’re interested in going, or helping to plan it, or you just want to know more, let me know right away! As a community, let’s take steps like this to make Israel a real presence in our Jewish lives, not just a rhetorical shadow.

As the Beatles concluded:

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,

Stating point of view.

Indicate precisely what you mean to say

Yours sincerely, Wasting Away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form

Mine for evermore

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

64 years later, it’s worth reexamining how we relate to Israel -- so that in another 64 years, we don’t find ourselves falsely loving a projection of our own fantasies, but rather genuinely in relationship with a complex, vibrant, real place and people.

Am Yisrael Chai, Shabbat shalom.

Passover and Patriotism

Happy Passover, everyone!

Read Rabbi David's column in today's Aspen Times on the connections between the Passover story and America's story: Click here.

D'var Torah by Jessica Slosberg

Shabbat Vayikra
March 23, 2012

This week begins the books of Vaykira or Leviticus. This particular book of the Torah is dedicated to a variety of laws – it is the do’s and don’ts of life for pretty much everything. It opens with the description of the how, when, what and who of sacrifices. As this is something we as Jews no longer do, this parsha can be particularly challenging to make relevant. But in reading it through this time I was really struck by how different Judaism is then and now. I don’t just mean sacrifice vs prayer, which is a major difference in of itself; but rather how regimented everything about sacrifices was – from the place, the time and the substance.

It seems even more regimented compared with how we pray today. There is no mandated place, time or substance required. Yes, there are guidelines, the things we associate with prayer – the siddur, the Torah, the synagogue etc. But really, we are free to take it in to our own hands. I must confess, in some ways I envy the Jews of the past, with their sacrifices (not the blood and guts part) but with how simple showing your devotion to God was. Now, as it is more individualized; it is also more challenging. How do you make it meaningful, for you? Do you worry about what people think? Do you go through the motions because it looks like it, or do you do your own thing? This is something that I struggle with – sometimes tefilah or prayer comes easy and other times it is a struggle. And even when I am frustrated and looking for even a moment of connection, I remind myself that this is a journey with many winding paths and that no matter I do, its probably alright.

As our tradition teaches in the Talmud that “R. Eleizer ben Jacob said: “Hence, the Holy One, blessed be He, declared to Israel: When you pray, pray in the synagogue in your city; if you cannot pray in the synagogue in your city, pray in your open field; if you cannot pray in your open field, pray in your house; if you cannot pray in your house, pray on your bed; if you cannot pray aloud on your bed, commune with your heart. Hence it is written, “commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.”

And while this doesn’t exactly answer my why is this so hard question, it gives me hope that no matter what I do, it is right. Now, when I say that, what I mean is right for me. Unfortunately, we live in a world where there is a loud and outspoken contingent that says, what is right for me is also unequivocally right for you. And this often leads to unpleasant if not outright violence.

Unfortunately, this behavior is found in Israel whether it is the insults hurled at secular women by Haredi men when they won’t move to the back of the bus. Or when the Haredi leaders decide to gender segregate streets, or riot because parking lots are open on Shabbat, or when they deny Sephardic girls entrance into their seminaries. Or when they don’t allow women to give eulogies and the list goes on and on.

And sometimes these beliefs end up in radical acts with tragic endings. Once again this week the worldwide Jewish community suffered a loss when three Jewish children and one of their teachers were murdered at their school. The suspect also killed three French soldiers. The suspect was a self-proclaimed jidhadist from the Al-Qaeda. Here is a case where the mere idea of others believing differently was so intolerable to an individual innocent people were killed.

My hope is that each and every one of us is able to find some way to establish a connection that is meaningful, intentional and fulfilling – even for a moment. Here is a prayer that one day we can enjoy a world where what I do is what I do and what you do is what you do and that is just fine.

Schmaltz...a Grease Purim!

Video of our Grease themed Purim spiel is now online!  Enjoy, and share with your friends!

Purim and a New Jewish Unity

March 2, 2012 • Parshat Tetzaveh

An enemy arose to destroy us... We managed to survive. Now we celebrate by eating special food. Or as the common saying goes, they tried to kill us, we survived, let's eat!

This cliche is a common theme of Jewish holidays. With Purim coming next week, we have yet another opportunity to eat our defeated enemy -- this time, in cookie form.

The story of Purim is found in the Book of Esther, one of the most enigmatic in all of Tanakh. I want to touch on just one aspect of Esther tonight.

We think of the Purim story as “Haman vs. the Jews,” but it didn’t start that way. We know that Esther had a Hebrew name, Hadassah, and that “Esther” is probably a Persian word (related to “star”).

Consider Esther 2:10: "Esther did not reveal her people or her kindred, for Mordechai had told her not to reveal it." These Jews in ancient Persia are not, to be anachronistic, Hasidim. They look, speak, and dress like other Persians.

That’s why, when you look closely, you see that Haman didn’t know Mordechai was Jewish, at first. Consider this episode of their fateful encounter (Esther 3:1-6):

3:1 "Some time afterward, King Ahasuerus promoted Haman son of Hammedatha the Agagite; he advanced him and seated him higher than any of his fellow officials. 2 All the king’s courtiers in the palace gate knelt and bowed low to Haman, for such was the king’s order concerning him; but Mordecai would not kneel or bow low. 3 Then the king’s courtiers who were in the palace gate said to Mordecai, “Why do you disobey the king’s order?” 4 When they spoke to him day after day and he would not listen to them, they told Haman, in order to see whether Mordecai’s resolve would prevail; for he had explained to them that he was a Jew. 5 When Haman saw that Mordecai would not kneel or bow low to him, Haman was filled with rage. 6 But he disdained to lay hands on Mordecai alone; having been told who Mordecai’s people were, Haman plotted to do away with all the Jews, Mordecai’s people, throughout the kingdom of Ahashuerus."

From anger at one courtier who refuses to bow, Haman goes on a rampage. Once he finds out who Mordechai’s “people” are, he has a bigger target for his rage.

In that detail is the all too familiar history of our people living among the nations. A powerful ruler decides “the Jews” are inconvenient, second-class citizens, or worse -- less than human. Anti-semitism has often been a tool of demagogues to consolidate power; to distract and unite a disgruntled populace; to target the eternal scapegoat, the Jew. “All of our problems will be solved,” they have said through the centuries, “if we just get rid of the Jews.” (Sounds horrifyingly similar to the hateful words spewing forth from modern-day Persia, Iran.)

It’s doubly interesting that these Persian Jews, these Jews who dressed and spoke like Persians, and lived and worked among their fellow Persians, still felt enough connection to peoplehood, to unite, at least when threatened. Esther’s leadership and courage brought them together to act as Jews. I suppose it’s not so unlike Jews in the modern world, who may go in a thousand different directions, politically, but when they feel Israel is threatened, they rally around it together.

This ancient story is still the story of our people. But part of it is changing. That feeling of unity, of peoplehood, is one of the casualties of the modern world. In an open marketplace of religion and affiliations, anyone can opt in or out at any time. In the next generation, we risk seeing fewer Jews connected to Judaism, and fewer to Israel. We're already seeing it.

Some blame intermarriage, but I think that’s only a sign of a much bigger trend underneath.And by the way, talk about glorifying intermarriage -- Esther’s marriage to the definitely-not-Jewish King Ahashuerus allowed her to save the day! And the traditional commentators had to do serious mental gymnastics to avoid the obvious conclusion that she ate traif and slept with a non-Jew while living in the royal palace...)

One way we might address this challenge of a new age is to change what we mean by “Jewish unity.”

I want to share two lessons to illustrate what I mean: one from Esther, one from this week's parshah.

First, a striking detail toward the end of Esther, after the King issues his decree saving the Jews: (Esther 8:17) "And in every province and city to which the king's edict and law reached, there was happiness and joy for the Jews, a celebration and a holiday. Many of the gentiles converted to Judaism, for the fear of the Jews had fallen upon them."

The plain reading is that the other Persians feared the Jews’ collective might. And that has been one important element in the fight against anti-Semitism in the world: Jews who can fight back, e.g. the IDF.

But Rabbi Moses Isserles has another interpretation: “fear of the Jews”/pachad ha-yehudim can mean either, the Persians’ fear of the Jews, or that which the Jews themselves feared. Hence, Isserles teaches: "'that which the Jews feared fell upon them [the gentile Persians]' -- the awe of Heaven experienced by the Jews was of such intensity that it infused even their countrymen, inspiring them to convert."

Not by might, and not by power, said the prophet Zechariah (4:6), but by the Spirit of God.

Jewish might without Jewish spirit is amoral, empty, and purposeless. In our efforts to build up Jewish defense, let’s not forget to shore up our Jewish souls, the spiritual core, after all, of what we’re fighting for.

An anecdote, from one of my teachers: In the early 1990s, Jewish population surveys
concluded that intermarriage and assimilation were the death knell of Jewish life in America. Fears were fueled, “Jewish continuity! Jewish continuity!” became the communal battle cry, and many funds were raised. My teacher went to class in rabbinic school that year, with his teacher Rabbi Larry Hoffman, who said to the class -- as if the one still, small voice amidst the panic -- “Jewish continuity, but for what?” That should still be our guiding question, today.

The second lesson: In this week's parshah, Tetzaveh, we heard verses chanted about the Urim & Thummim. They were, it's believed, some kind of decision-making artifacts that adorned the high priest. Notice how they’re designed and worn:
"Aaron shall carry the names of the Children of Israel over his heart...for remembrance before Adonai at all times." (Exodus 28:29)

Here we have actually a perfect image for how every Jew should carry him or herself in the world: with the names of all the Children of Israel over your heart.

I’m not going to suggest that we Jews should not disagree, even vehemently. I’m actually saying that we should embrace our unique ability to disagree for the sake of Heaven. Since the days of the first Rabbinic quarrels between Hillel and Shammai, which were amplified, even celebrated, in the Talmud, we Jews have been perfecting the art of sacred arguing.

But what I see now in the Jewish landscape, especially among American Jewry, is a failure to maintain reverence in our arguments. And it’s only going to get worse in an election year, and when so much is at stake for Israel’s future.

We would do well to learn from those Persians who “feared” the Jews and converted -- let’s be motivated, too, by Pachad HaYehudim, fear -- or, better, awe and reverence -- for other Jews, and for the divine author that we share. Let’s carry all the Children of Israel in our hearts -- those with whom we align, and those with whom we eternally argue.

Surely we are not so naive as to think that enemies won’t continue to rise against us. But we will
not defeat them if we turn each other into enemies, too.

May this coming Purim, a time of celebration -- this carnival holiday when we mask and unmask ourselves -- renew our faith in our fellow Jew, and in our commitment to find a new Jewish unity with diversity that can withstand the challenges that the 21st century brings.

La-Yehudim hayta ora v’simcha v’sason vikar (Esther 8:16).
May we too experience light, joy, happiness, and honor in our days.

"And I will dwell among them..."

Shabbat • Parshat Terumah

Let them make Me a Mikdash, 

and I will dwell within them. 

(Exodus 25:8)

This Shabbat is not only the 20th anniversary of Cantor Rollin’s Bat Mitzvah, but also two years since we were here interviewing and auditioning for the position of rabbi for this community.

What impressed us most then, and what still impresses us today, was not the glitz of Aspen, nor the celebrities, nor even the awe-inspiring surroundings and outdoor adventure opportunities -- but the people.

From our first weekend here, two Februarys ago, we were blown away by the people. How warm, welcoming, honest. How down to earth! How happy to be living or visiting here. How grateful.

This week I looked back at something we prepared for the search committee back then, which we called our “Ideas for Aspen.” It filled 3 pages with our vision for what this community could be.

And the places where we have achieved that already, where we’ve had success and fulfillment, are the ones where people make the difference, where relationships are valued above all.

From my intro to Judaism course last year (“Newish to Jewish”), to our monthly Shabbat rock band Shir Bliss, to the learning sessions I’m doing at local churches, to the progress we've made with the school board and staff leadership regarding Jewish holidays and the district calendar, to the b’nai mitzvah program and worship services, and musical performances, and outdoor spirituality -- they have all worked because of the people who make them possible. 

Because of YOU.

You and others showed up with your enthusiasm and with your unique gifts, just as this Torah portion reminds us:

Tell the Israelite people to bring Me gifts; you shall accept gifts for [God] from every person whose heart so moves him. (Exodus 25:2)

This communal generosity of spirit is the background for the main event, the building of the Tabernacle, which we heard chanted just now:

v’asu li mikdash v’shachanti b’tocham / Let them make Me a sanctuary, and I will dwell among them. 

(Exodus 25:8)

“Among” them, our translation says, but more precisely, “within” them. A congregation, a sanctuary, is nothing without the individuals who comprise it. A physical space, even one as lovely as this, is just a tool, a vessel.

Without our gifts, it remains empty, cold, inanimate. (Even colder when we forget to turn the heat on in advance!) We make it holy by our presence, by our being present for each other.

While I am proud of what we have accomplished together in about 18 months, we are just getting started. 

The last phrase of our Torah portion tonight, summing up God’s instructions on the Mishkan, says it all:

v’chen ta-asu / and so you shall make it (Exod 25:9).

It’s in the future tense, because I think we are always in the process of making sacred community, building and rebuilding, perfecting or tearing down and trying again.

The fact that you are here tonight means you are already bringing something to the table. My questions, for all of us, are: 

What gifts do you still have in you, to bring holiness to our community? 

Who else could you bring along, to share the holiness, connectedness, spirituality, or whatever it is that you’ve found here?

What else can we do as a community to keep building our mikdash, our sanctuary, here in the valley? And how do you want to be involved in that building?

There are a number of ways in the near future to get involved, and you’ll hear about many of them tonight. From a congregational vision process, to a Purim spiel, a concert, holiday celebrations, Shabbat greeters, membership and outreach... and so much more...

But more than any program or event, the real meat of what we do happens when people meet.

So, introduce yourself to someone new. Reconnect with someone you thought you knew. Sit down with me or Cantor Rollin to talk about your life journey, your Jewish identity, with your questions and doubts; about what keeps you up at night, and what you want to do in the world to leave your mark.

To create a community where the divine dwells within us, we first have to recognize that God dwells in each of us, but incompletely.

v’shachanti b’tocham: I will dwell among THEM, collectively, says God.

When we bring our individual sparks together, there’s no limit to the sacredness we can create.

Shabbat Shalom.