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A Quick Meditation at Noon

My new friend, Alden Solovy, who is currently wandering around Israel seeking holiness and direction, wrote another meaningful meditation.  In an existence in which each moment of each day is suffused with holiness, his prayer reminds us that we need only to open ourselves to sense this holiness.

Read this prayer now, then print it out.  Carry it around with you and try to read it once each day for a week.  Notice how this affects your day.  I would love to hear about it!

A Quick Meditation at Noon
© 2011 Alden Solovy and www.tobendlight.com. All rights reserved.

There’s still time to live this day with intention,
To set aside petty thoughts and small tasks,
To see myself with dignity and grace. 

There’s still time to live this day with my hands and my heart,
To walk with strength
To act with courage,
To offer kindness,
To build and to sustain,
To embrace and to bless. 

G-d of forgiveness,
Thank You for the gift of hope
That You’ve planted in every moment,
The gift of renewal that You’ve given to every hour,
So that we may find the way
To redeem our days with holiness.

Amen.

If You Had to Get Sick at Camp…

No one should end up in the infirmary during a summer at camp. Or God forbid, in the hospital. Summer is about freedom from all the cares in the world. But it occasionally it happens. And when it does, during an emergency, that’s when you can truly take measure of the place you send your children and your friends.

I have concluded a two-week stint at the URJ Camp Newman, a Jewish summer camp in Santa Rosa, CA. During those two weeks, we twice encountered medical situations, which allowed us to peer into the inner workings of our Mirpa’ah (Hebrew for infirmary). First, my little one got a fever (he’s fine now) and spent a few nights in the mirpa’ah. (He’s fine now.) Then, we had a late night experience, as the ambulance came to take an adult to the hospital. (He’s fine too.)

In both cases, we were treated to the professionalism of our Mirpa’ah doctors and nurses. They were clear headed, nurturing and compassionate, and appropriately strict. They balanced the medical and emotional needs of the individual with the safety of the camp as a whole. They are imitatio dei (imitators of God) as they work as rofei hacholim, healers of the sick.

My wife and I have now left Camp Newman, and therefore left our three precious children for the balance of the summer. Nonetheless, we shall sleep soundly, knowing that God-forbid something happens that affects their health, the camp is prepared, tried and tested, to respond with compassion and medical excellence.

So we send a hearty todah rabbah (thank you) and mazel tov (congratulations) to the first two week’s Mirpa’ah nurses and staff – Roberta, Lori, Lisa, Deepika, Roberta, Alyssa – and to the our Doctors – Greg, Steve, Mack and Joey. (My apologies if I missed someone.) I will sleep very well tonight knowing you are there with my children.

Let’s Pass the Uniting American Families Act (UAFA)

Today I signed on as a co-sponsor of a letter by the Faith Coalition for the Uniting American Families Act (UAFA). The UAFA legislation ends the long-standing discrimination against lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender immigrant families. The letter, with the support of the Union for Reform Judaism, our national synagogue organization, says:

Dear Honorable Senators and Members of Congress:

We, the undersigned faith-based leaders and organizations, join together to call upon President Obama and our elected officials in Congress to enact inclusive, comprehensive immigration reform legislation that ends the long-standing discrimination against lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender immigrant families.

Our diverse faith traditions teach us to welcome and care for our neighbors with love and compassion. Of the many great injustices in this broken immigration system, family separation is one of the most egregious. Family is the bedrock of any society and is critical in the development of healthy individuals and strong communities. Immigration policies should make expeditious family reunification a top priority and should include all families as part of that foundation. For us, this is a clear matter of simple justice.

Under current immigration law, gay and lesbian people cannot sponsor their foreign-born partner for an immigration visa, no matter how long they have been together or how committed their relationship. With no ability to sponsor their partners, U.S. citizens and legal permanent residents are being forced to live abroad, disrupting their careers, uprooting their children, and breaking ties with family, local communities and places of worship. No one should be forced to choose between their country and the person they love. It is time that U.S. immigration laws kept families together instead of tearing them apart.

There are over twenty countries — including strong allies such as the United Kingdom, Canada, Australia, Israel and South Africa — that recognize the permanent partnerships of lesbian and gay couples within their immigration laws. The United States should also be a leader in protecting the equal rights of its citizens and should not continue this discriminatory treatment in its immigration laws.

The Uniting American Families Act would end the long-standing discrimination lesbian and gay binational couples face under current immigration law. This bill would allow lesbian and gay binational couples to petition in the same way – and with the same rigorous process of documentation – as straight couples. We endorse the Uniting American Families Act which upholds the fundamental value of keeping families together. We urge Congress to pass this critically important legislation as part of any comprehensive immigration reform measure.

We call on President Obama, and Members of Congress, to provide the leadership and moral courage to pass inclusive and comprehensive immigration reform legislation. No reform can truly be called comprehensive unless it includes LGBT immigrant families as well. We are committed to working together for this long overdue and much-needed reform.

We must all work to honor our country’s commitment to families and its rich history as a nation of immigrants.

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Top 9 Benefits of Taking Jewish Teens To A Pride Parade

Today at the San Francisco Pride Parade, we couldn’t have been more proud!

42 teens from the URJ Camp Newman‘s Avodah session ventured into San Francisco to walk and celebrate. Adorned in their purple camp t-shirts, and led ably by Avodah Director Aaron Bandler (a future rabbi??), our 16-year olds danced Israeli folk dances up Market Street. As they carried a tye-dyed chuppah complete with glass to break, they exhibited additional pride as they marched on the heels of the New York State vote to legalize marriage equality.

We went to San Francisco to live out the values of Torah:

  • B’tzelem Elohim – that we all are created in God’s image (Gen. 1)
  • K’shoshim T’hiyu – that we are all holy (Lev. 19)
  • Ahavat HaGer – love the stranger (36 times in the Torah).

Wonder why we brought our teens to the Pride Parade?  
Because participation in the Pride Parade…

  1. Instills pride in themselves no matter what their differences.
  2. Offers chance to be boisterously joyful in public about being Jewish.
  3. For teens who are questioning their own sexual orientation, it makes them feel safer and more accepted, a major goal of NFTY’s GLBTQ Teen Inclusion priorities.
  4. Learn about and live out longstanding Reform Jewish positions on marriage equality and gay rights.
  5. Teaches them how to stand up for something significant.
  6. Bonds them together as a group.
  7. Provides a chance to meet lots of different people of all sorts of shaped and sizes and color and religions.
  8. Allows them to really let go and have unrestrained fun and joy in a safe and sober way in a public place.
  9. Gives the opportunity to wear their sillier clothes including green fishnet stockings, pink tutus and Mardi Gras beads.

Finally, as the real life follow up to the previous evening’s program on self-acceptance, this experience allowed each teen the opportunity to verbalized to themselves and out loud to their community, “I’m proud to be me.”

This blogpost was cowritten on the bus back to Camp Newman by Rabbi Paul Kipnes, Camp Newman Faculty Dean & Rabbi, Congregation Or Ami, Calabasas, CA; Rabbi Laura Novak Winer, URJ Director of Teen Engagement; Michelle November, Associate Director of Admissions, New Community Jewish High School, West Hills, CA; Alissa Robinow, Youth Advisor, Congregation Rodef Shalom, San Rafael, CA; Aaron Bandler, Camp Newman Avodah Director.



“OMG WTF”, said the Rabbi to the Campers

We gathered together, a dozen Jewish tenth graders and me, their camp rabbi, for discussions about God.  I sat them down and, figuring we were about to share some deep thoughts, I invited them to introduce themselves by explaining why they chose this group. Some didn’t believe but wanted to find a way to believe. Others wanted to know why bad things happen. One teen was just looking for a place to talk about the really important issues of religion.

I looked around the circle, smiled at them, and said (in my best “Valley Grrl” impression), “OMG WTF!”

They laughed.

To those well versed in the shorthand of texting, OMG WTF usally means “Oh My God, What the &@#%!”  Few expected such language from the mouth of their rabbi.

Of course, I explained that I meant, “Oh My God, Where’s The Faith?”

We all live in a gorgeous world of wonder and possibility, but so few of us talk about holiness, or spirituality or God. So I asked, “Where’s the Faith”?

It is right here at the URJ Camp Newman in Santa Rosa, where a dozen teens are sitting together sharing their deeply held ideas and questions about faith, belief, disbelief and about God. Here at Camp Newman we take on the most challenging topics, which for teens seems to include intense questions about God’s existence.

So I invited them to pick one of four ideas, which most closely resembled their ideas:

  1. I believe in God OR I know God exists
  2. I’m not sure I believe in God but I lean toward probably.
  3. I’m not sure I believe in God and I lean toward not
  4. I don’t believe in God or I know God doesn’t exist.

Then we challenged each other to collectively determine the top three reasons they picked this idea.

Then we talked. Choosing among these four arbitrary choices forced participants to examine their beliefs and articulate to others their reasons why. With ground rules that honored the multitude of opinions about God, we engaged in an energetic exchange. My role was merely to ask questions, to help them clarify their ideas, and to identify where their opinions paralleled significant Jewish philosophers. Thus we found teens speaking the thoughts of Martin Buber, Abraham Joshua Heschel, the Baal Shem Tov, Spinoza, and the theologies of monism, panentheism, and Kabbalah to name a few.

Informed by the faith development work of Professor James Fowler, I patiently allowed for the agnostic and sometimes atheistic thoughts of the campers. While hewing very closely to the Principles of Reform Judaism which presuppose One God yet allow for a multiplicity of ways of describing and connecting to that One God, we invited challenge and response.

I must say that these discussions are amongst the most enjoyable that I have had up here at camp this summer. Serious kids talking about serious topics. Deeply personal one minute; hysterically laughing at a joke the next. Although God is a topic like sex, drugs and death which make many parents feel squeamish, here at Camp Newman it is just one of the topics that permeate this sacred space we call Camp Newman.

In fact, one colleague reported that immediately after she finished plunging a toilet in one of the camper cabins, the staff members said “thank you” and then peppered her with questions about God.

OMG WTF.  It seems like God is part of the conversation at so many different times: when things are good, when we are worried, and when the #$@& begins to flow.

Joy, Freedom and Blessing in Abundance at Camp Newman

Simcha – Joy 
Judaism, according to one accounting, has at least 15 different words to describe joy.  From rina (meaning joyous song) to simcha (meaning pure joy), Jewish living is supposed to be an expression of joyous living.  I have learned over the course of the years that while simcha (joy) is possible even during the darkest of times, it often takes purposeful openness to allow joy to permeate your life. 

That’s one of the reasons I love going to summer camp.  At camp, more than almost anywhere else in the world, people allow joy to permeate every corner and every moment of every day.

Walk with me around URJ Camp Newman in Santa Rosa, California, and we will notice more smiles and hear more laughter than is usual amongst any group of teens at school or at home. Hugs of joy are a regular feature of their interactions; expressions of love and caring abound. 

I once asked a staff member why people seem so happy. He thought for a minute and responded, “Here at camp we are free. Free from pressures. Free from judgment. Free to be who we really are.”

Chofesh – Freedom
Campers the world over look forward to that block during the day when they can do what they choose for as long as they choose. In most camps, staff members are spread throughout certain areas, giving campers free access to activities ranging from basketball and skateboarding to arts ‘n crafts and just hanging out in the sun. At Camp Newman, where my wife and I are chaperoning a delegation of 39 Jewish campers, this period is called chofesh, after the Hebrew word meaning break or freedom.

Wandering around Camp between my assigned responsibilities as Rosh Faculty (faculty dean), I have come to think that the word chofesh designates more than that specific hour or so of free time.  It seems to describe the central characteristic of the feeling that envelopes each camper and staff member.  In fact, chofesh may characterize the entire Jewish summer camping experience. How so?

Bracha – Blessing
I asked a group of Camp Newman campers to describe the blessings that camp brings into their lives.  They responded:

  • I’m happy.
  • I’m able to be who I really am.
  • No one is judging me.
  • I can make new friends so easily here.
  • Judaism is so alive and joyful.
  • There’s so much love.
  • I’m at home, more than when I am back home. 

Heartwarming words from wonderful kids.

Joy, Freedom and Blessing
The last thing Senior Camp Director Ruben Arquilevich reminds his staff before the first parents arrive is to smile. Through a silly “Show off your Best Smile” contest that he hosts, Ruben inculcates within his staff a simple message: With your smile, you let your joy shine through. So revel in the freedom that camp brings to you and to our campers. Its a bracha, a holy blessing. Enjoy it, cherish it, share it.

I would love to tell you more about Camp Newman, but that will need to await another blogpost. For now, I just want to wander around and revel in the blessing of joyful freedom.

How My Dad Stopped Being Stupid: Insights of Father of 3 Teenagers

The older teens become, the stupider parents sometimes feel.

There’s something about having teenagers that is the great equalizer. Teenagers, halfway between childhood and adulthood, have more knowledge and sometimes less wisdom.  As they struggle to with their newfound knowledge and relatively greater life experience, they sometimes overreach and appear to “know it all.” In the process, their expansive knowledge pushes back against their parents’ life experience. Parents, it appears, are stupider and stupider.

I have come to realize that if parents are increasingly “stupid” – which they’re not – then my father, who sometimes seemed to know less and less, must not have been as clueless as I sometimes thought!  I have new appreciation for my father, and the havoc raising teens must have brought into his life. In retrospect, I see that for most of those times that I once thought my dad was clueless, he probably wasn’t.

  • Parenting is about raising kids to healthy maturity in spite of our lack of knowledge and their growing sense that they know more or better.
  • Letting teens fully run their own lives would be like letting a day-old deer run free in the forest. She may be beautiful and look competent. She might have great fun in the forest. But, with hunters and predators around, she might just end up endangering herself.
  • Sleep, for the parents of teenagers, comes in fits and starts. Either parents are awake or dozing fitfully until their teen comes home safely from a night out with the car, or they are woken up as these night owls move noisily around the house.
  • Increasingly trying to do it on their own or their own way, teenagers push back against their parents and trumpet their newfound knowledge. The message: teen is smart; parent is stupid.
  • It is very frustrating for parents to be thought of as stupid when they are not. It is even harder for parents to push through being thought of as stupid and still raise these wonderful yet indignant children toward adulthood.
  • Parents love their teens, but may not always like them.
  • As I once overheard parents of teens whisper to each other, “This part of parenthood isn’t so much fun!”

On this Father’s day, with this newfound understanding, I write my dad:

Dear Daddy, 

Thank you for not killing me when I was a teenager. Thank you for not giving up on me even when I was a royal pain in the butt. Thank you for loving me even through those times when I probably was very hard to like. Sometimes it amazes me that humans just don’t eat their young. I apologize for any times I called you a mean name, thought you were clueless, or projected a sense that I was way smarter than you. I now know that you weren’t really stupid. 

Happy Fathers Day. I love you.

My 25th Trinity College Reunion: 8 Lingering Impressions

They say you can’t go home again. But when the intervening years have brought distance, maturity and humility, you can at least visit. 
I loved my alma mater, Trinity College in Hartford, Connecticut; especially it’s small classes, intense conversations, and accessible faculty. I left with fond memories, a wider perspective on the world, and a solid group of friends.

25 years ago, “Camp Trin-Trin” was my home away from home for three years, until I graduated early in 1985. (I entered Trinity as a freshman but received a full year’s credit for my gap year studies in Jerusalem; nonetheless, I still consider myself a member of the class of 1986.)  And now, 25 years later, I came back home. Here are 8 lingering impressions:

  1. 25 years later, college-era social separations (cliques!) gave way to almost universal interest to connect with classmates – whether they were close friends or not – to find out who they are now, and how they have grown since college. I found myself talking to as many people I was not close with as I did with my college circle of friends. How the years seem to change people! Why is that?  (Read on)
  2. Most people seem to have gone through difficult times in these intervening years. Whether involving their health, love life, finances or family, few have made it this far unscathed. I sense a healthy dose of humility permeating the crowd, as if each of us has been through enough challenges that we rather focused less on outward looks or status, and more on inner meaning.
  3. Some memorable conversations:
    • One woman, Warden of her Episcopalian Church (a role comparable to a Jewish temple president), shared “trade secrets”, strategies for warming her church community, budgetary challenges, and the central importance of fostering positive relations between clergy and leadership. Listening to her, it struck me that she could have been a temple president. Across religions we share similar concerns, similar priorities.
    • A cancer survivor inspired me with the story of her search – personally and professionally – to find the deeper spiritual meaning in life and to develop the abilities to lead others toward such self-awareness. (This was a conversation I wish had continued).
    • One couple – she from another graduating class – who were ba’alei teshuva (newly orthodox Jews) regaled me with stories of how they became orthodox and how they met (“it was besheret – meant to be,” coming after both had almost given up looking). That this orthodox Jewish woman returned to her reunion at a decidedly non-Jewish school was impressive.
    • Two men talked about how the path to job satisfaction for so many included years of suffering in unhealthy work environments. Like battered women who take so long to leave their batterers, men seem to endure much workplace abuse before moving onto healthy environments. Why is that?
    • A few wondered aloud about whether they had really accomplished anything in the years since college. My sadness upon hearing they felt this deepened as I learned that each had healthy kids, a loving marriage, and a relatively good job.
  4. Working out on the treadmill at the Athletic Center gave me pause for thought. I realized that in my three years at Trinity I never once worked out in the gym. While I did belong to a local Nautilus gym for a year, exercise in general was not on my radar back then. Nothing like a doctor’s insistence and a wife’s persistence to realign priorities.
  5. I visited Trinity’s new Zachs Hillel House, an astoundingly beautiful building which offers a full program of Jewish and multicultural experiences. Ably led by Lisa Kassow, it provides a gathering place to self-identifying Jewish students.
  6. Trinity College is home to one a gorgeous, green campus. As we walked the green fields and enjoyed a Barbecue on the quad, it occurred to us that we never quite appreciated the beauty of this lush space.  
  7. A group of us walked in (and quickly out) of two fraternity house parties. While it was fun to say that we still could go to a frat party, it was more interesting to try to figure out why we even bothered 25 years ago to enter those loud, smelly buildings.
  8. Talking about my family and especially my wife Michelle (and my Congregation Or Ami) reminded me (again and again) about how blessed I am. Beautiful, healthy, and loving, they – more than anything else – provide the foundation upon which everything else rests.

So I return to my real home thankful for the outstanding education I received at Trinity College. Those years challenged me socially, deepened me intellectually, and molded me personally. It was good to return to be so reminded. I look forward to keeping in touch with classmates via email, Twitter (@RabbiKip) and Facebook.

Mindless Drivel in the Airport

Sitting in the airport, waiting for my red-eye, I’m amazed by how easily zoned out I can become in the midst of the cacophony of this bustling airport. Like any modern, wired up traveler, I’m sitting here, plugged into the Samsung Mobile charging station, with my computer, Verizon MiFi broadband, and my iPhone.  I’m perusing my email (too tired to think straight, can’t really respond coherently to anything). I’m playing Tetris Marathon, a new addiction thanks to child #3. I’m reading blogs and writing my own.

Sad thing is, with a zoned out brain, I really have nothing to say. No wise words. No pithy comparisons between my current state and the Jewish spirituality.

Suddenly, its quiet.  We are 40 minutes away from departure time, a hush settles over the main room.  There’s an iPad here, a iTouch there.  She’s reading a book, he’s texting on his phone.  Everyone is just waiting to get boarded up to take off.

I’ve never been one for mindless drivel on my blog, but hey, its way past my bedtime.

So if this feels like nonsense, please feel free not to read it.

Oops, we are about to board. Here’s T’fillat HaDerech, the traveler’s prayer, with my emendations in italics:

Tefilat Haderech – The Traveler’s Prayer

Ye-hi ratson mil’fa-ne-cha Adonai elo-hei-nu vei-lo-hei avo-teinu sheh-toli-cheinu l’shalom v’ta-tzi-deinu l’shalom v’tad-ri-cheinu l’shalom v’ta-gi-einu lim-choz chef-tseinu l’chayim ul-simcha ul-shalom. V’ta-tsi-leinu mikaf kol oyeiv v’oreiv v’listim v’cha-yot ra-ot ba-derech u-mikol mi-nei fur-a-niyot ha-mit-ragshot lavo la-olam. V’tish-lach b’racha b’chol ma-asei ya-deinu v’tit-neinu l’chein ul-chesed ul-racha-mim be’ei-necha uv-einei chol ro-einu, v’tishma kol tacha-nu-neinu. Ki Eil sho-mei-a t’fi-lah v’ta-cha-nun a-tah. Ba-ruch a-tah Adonai sho-mei-a t’fi-lah.

May it be Your will, Eternal One, our God and the God of our ancestors, that You lead us toward peace, emplace our footsteps towards peace, guide us toward peace, and make us reach our desired destination for life, gladness, and peace. May You rescue us from the hand of every foe, ambush, bandits and wild animals along the way, and from all manner of punishments that assemble to come to Earth. May You send blessing in our every handiwork, and grant us peace, kindness, and mercy in your eyes and in the eyes of all who see us. May You hear the sound of our supplication, because You are the God who hears prayer and supplications. Blessed are You, Eternal One, who hears our prayer.

Amen

Why History Matters: The 1967 Six-Day War

If you only read one thing about the Middle East this week, read this. David Harris, Executive Director, AJC and Senior Associate at St. Antony’s College, Oxford University, reflects on the actual history of the war and its aftermath, as well as attempts to rewrite that history. [Originally published in Huffington Post]

Mention the word “history” and it can trigger a roll of the eyes. 

Add “Middle East” to the equation and folks might start running for the hills, unwilling to get caught up in the seemingly bottomless pit of details and disputes. 

But without an understanding of what happened, it’s impossible to grasp where we are — and where we are has profound relevance for the region and the world. 

Forty-four years ago this week, the Six-Day War broke out. 

While some wars fade into obscurity, this one remains as relevant today as in 1967. Many of its core issues remain unresolved and in the news. 

Politicians, diplomats, and journalists continue to grapple with the consequences of that war, but rarely provide context. Yet without context, some critically important things may not make sense. 

First, in June 1967, there was no state of Palestine. It didn’t exist and never had. Its creation, proposed by the UN in 1947, was rejected by the Arab world because it also meant the establishment of a Jewish state alongside. 

Second, the West Bank and eastern Jerusalem were in Jordanian hands. Violating solemn agreements, Jordan denied Jews access to their holiest places in eastern Jerusalem. To make matters still worse, they destroyed many of those sites. 

Meanwhile, the Gaza Strip was under Egyptian control, with harsh military rule imposed on local residents. 

And the Golan Heights, which were regularly used to shell Israeli communities far below, belonged to Syria. 

Third, the Arab world could have created a Palestinian state in the West Bank, eastern Jerusalem, and the Gaza Strip any day of the week. They didn’t. There wasn’t even discussion about it. And Arab leaders, who today profess such attachment to eastern Jerusalem, rarely, if ever, visited. It was viewed as an Arab backwater. 

Fourth, the 1967 boundary at the time of the war, so much in the news these days, was nothing more than an armistice line dating back to 1949 — familiarly known as the Green Line. That’s after five Arab armies attacked Israel in 1948 with the aim of destroying the embryonic Jewish state. They failed. Armistice lines were drawn, but they weren’t formal borders. They couldn’t be. The Arab world, even in defeat, refused to recognize Israel’s very right to exist. 

Fifth, the PLO, which supported the war effort, was established in 1964, three years before the conflict erupted. That’s important because it was created with the goal of obliterating Israel. Remember that in 1964 the only “settlements” were Israel itself. 

Sixth, in the weeks leading up to the Six-Day War, Egyptian and Syrian leaders repeatedly declared that war was coming and their objective was to wipe Israel off the map. There was no ambiguity. Twenty-two years after the Holocaust, another enemy spoke about the extermination of Jews. The record is well-documented. 

The record is equally well-documented that Israel, in the days leading up to the war, passed word to Jordan, via the UN and United States, urging Amman to stay out of any pending conflict. Jordan’s King Hussein ignored the Israeli plea and tied his fate to Egypt and Syria. His forces were defeated by Israel, and he lost control of the West Bank and eastern Jerusalem. 

Seventh, Egypt’s President Gamal Abdel Nasser demanded that UN peacekeeping forces in the area, in place for the previous decade to prevent conflict, be removed. Shamefully, the UN complied. That left no buffer between Arab armies being mobilized and deployed and Israeli forces in a country one-fiftieth the size of Egypt — and just nine miles wide at its narrowest point. 

Eighth, Egypt blocked Israeli shipping lanes in the Red Sea, Israel’s only maritime access to trading routes with Asia and Africa. This step was regarded as an act of war by Jerusalem. The United States spoke about joining with other countries to break the blockade, but did not act. 

Ninth, France, which had been Israel’s principal arms supplier, announced a ban on the sale of weapons on the eve of the June war. That left Israel in potentially grave danger if a war were to drag on and require the resupply of arms. It was not until the next year that the U.S. stepped into the breach and sold vital weapons systems to Israel. 

And finally, after winning the war of self-defense, Israel hoped that its newly-acquired territories, seized from Egypt, Jordan, and Syria, would be the basis of a land-for-peace accord. Feelers were sent out. The formal response came on September 1, 1967, when the Arab Summit Conference famously declared in Khartoum “No peace, no recognition, no negotiations” with Israel. 

Today, there are those who wish to rewrite history. 

They want the world to believe there was once a Palestinian state. There was not. 

They want the world to believe there were fixed borders between that state and Israel. There was only an armistice line between Israel and the Jordanian-controlled West Bank and eastern Jerusalem. 

They want the world to believe the 1967 war was a bellicose act by Israel. It was an act of self-defense in the face of blood-curdling threats to vanquish the Jewish state, not to mention the maritime blockade of the Straits of Tiran, the abrupt withdrawal of UN peacekeeping forces, and the redeployment of Egyptian and Syrian troops. All wars have consequences; this one was no exception. But the Arab aggressors have failed to take responsibility for the actions they instigated. 

They want the world to believe post-1967 Israeli settlement-building is the key to the Arab-Israeli conflict. The Six-Day War is proof positive that the core issue is, and always has been, whether the Arab world accepts the Jewish people’s right to a state of their own. If so, all other contentious issues, however difficult, have possible solutions. 

And they want the world to believe the Arab world had nothing against Jews per se, only Israel, yet trampled with abandon on sites of sacred meaning to the Jewish people. 

In other words, when it comes to the Arab-Israeli conflict, dismissing the past as if it were a minor irritant at best, irrelevant at worst, won’t work. 

Can history move forward? Absolutely. Israel’s peace treaties with Egypt in 1979 and Jordan in 1994 prove the point. At the same time, though, the lessons of the Six-Day War illustrate just how tough and tortuous the path can be.

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Don’t Stack the Dirty Dishes, and Other Timeless Wisdom

“Don’t stack the dirty dishes,” Donna taught, “There is no reason to have to clean both sides.”

I looked over to my wife and smiled. This was one of those mini-arguments we’ve been having all our marriage, and now, an 88-year-old woman took my side.

One couldn’t easily ignore the wisdom of Donna. She was a persuasive type of person, who successfully became a court mediator in her 70’s, and entered law school in her 80’s (for the intellectual stimulation). Donna was an impressive woman – energetic, colorful and very intelligent. Oh, and as of late last week, she was very much dead.

We gathered, a few of us, at Eden Cemetery, recounting Donna’s timeless wisdom. My wife sat in the pews; I was officiating as rabbi. Donna, who lay peacefully in a plain pine box, was being eulogized beautifully by her cousin, her rabbi and her granddaughter. They remembered her as one who would do anything for family. They recalled her insistance that problems be addressed head-on instead of being swept under the rug.

More Wisdom from an Older Sage

I was thinking about Donna’s wisdom later that evening as we gathered for Tikkun Leil Shavuot, a late night study session in preparation for the holiday of Shavuot. We were preparing for the day Jewish tradition teaches Moses received the gift of Torah at Mt. Sinai. We were talking about the values that Torah brings into our lives. And we were talking about the four insights of Ben Zoma, a Jewish sage who died in the second century BCE.

Ben Zoma’s perspectives on wisdom, strength, wealth and honor (Pirkei Avot 4:1) inverted commonly held perceptions.

  • V’eizeh hu chacham? Who is wise? Ha-lomeid mikol adam – the one who learns from every person. Wisdom is more than book-smarts; it is found in life experience.
  • V’eizeh hu gibur? Who is mighty? Ha-koveish et yitzro. The one who controls his passions. Strength is more than physical prowess; the ability to control oneself brings forth all kinds of confidence and power.
  • V’eizeh hu asher? Who is rich? Ha-samay-ach b’cheklo. The one who is content with her portion. In a world where there is always “more,” true wealth is held by those who recognize that they really have “enough.”
  • V’eizeh hu mechubad? Who is honored? Ha-m’chabeid et habriot. The one who honors others. Honor comes from within, but is shared with everyone else.

Eventually We are All Gonna Die

If you gotta die – and eventually we all do – it is much more pleasant when you rest with the knowledge that you will be remembered fondly for the person you were, the wisdom you acquired and the love you shared. Some say that is how we attain immortality – by living honorable lives and by teaching our loved ones the lesson we learned.

Well, Ben Zoma is long gone. Now Donna lies at rest beside her beloved Danny. But their wisdom – about strength and contentment, about reconciliation and family – lives on in their names. May their memories be for a blessing (and may we say “Amen”).

7 Things about Israel All Reform Jews Should Be Able to Agree Upon

I have been thinking about Israel a lot, especially since the dust up (mostly manufactured) regarding President Obama’s speech and Prime Minister Netanyahu’s speeches. It seems so easy to resort to slogans, to create controversy too, instead of facing the challenges and finding solutions.

Rabbi Fred Guttman, recently returning from AIPAC convention, suggests 7 things (I count 8) about Israel that all Reform Jews should be able to agree upon. His complete blogpost is worth the read; I excerpt much of it here:

  1. As American Reform Jews we support the Foreign Aid bill which contains more than 3 billion dollars in needed security assistance for Israel. This money is critical in helping Israel maintain its qualitative military edge. Much of this money is spent on military hardware in the United States and thus helps the American economy. We also support foreign aid to the other countries because we view it as a good investment for our country. Building schools and health clinics is good for America because it reflects the highest of humanitarian values.
  2. As American Jews, we are very concerned about Iran’s continued push towards the development of nuclear weapons. Therefore we support any act in Congress which will increase and strengthen the international sanctions again the regime in Teheran. We also would support measures directed especially at the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps which has been so brutal in quashing all resistance to Ahmadinijad and the mullahs. Currently in both houses of Congress, there are bills which would do what I have just mentioned and we as American Jews support such efforts.
  3. We as American Reform Jews believe that peace between Israelis and Palestinians can only be achieved through direct negotiations between Israelis and Palestinians. Therefore we call upon the Palestinians to return to the negotiating table with Israel. We feel that while Mahmoud Abbas the Palestinian leader has been traveling all over the world talking with others about the future of the Palestinian nation, it has been tragic that he has not spoken directly to Israel.
  4. We also feel that unless Hamas recognizes Israel, renounces violence and agrees to abide by all previous agreements, Hamas has no place in these negotiations. Hamas currently seeks the total destruction of Israel. Of all the liberation movements in the world today, Hamas is alone in demanding the total annihilation of another country. Other national libration movements envision living side by side in peaceful coexistence with their foes, but not Hamas. As American Reform Jews, we feel that should an unrepentant Hamas become part of the Palestinian government, the United States should reexamine its relationship with the Palestinian Authority and suspend aid to it. As a matter of fact, such a suspension of aid is mandated by US law.
  5. We as American Reform Jews while passionately concerned about the security of Israel are also concerned and critical about decisions made by the Israeli government. We are opposed to building in settlements that clearly will be evacuated in some future peace deal. We are also concerned about elements of civil society in Israel. We feel that Israel can do more to advance the opportunities of Israel’s religious and ethnic minorities to be able to participate fully in all aspects of Israeli society. As American Reform Jews, we are deeply concerned about the lack of religious pluralism in Israel. Therefore particularly on these matters, we will not hesitate to be critical of Israel.
  6. As American Jews, we support ARZA, the Association of Reform Zionists of America, because ARZA is our way of supporting the cause of religious pluralism in Israel. In a recent article, Rabbi Daniel Allen, ARZA’s Executive Director wrote: “We must work to expand liberal Jewish religion. We can build an ever more inclusive democratic Israeli society if we marshal the human and financial resources. Israelis physically built a country, with significant assistance from world Jewry that most of us believe is here to stay. It was done through times of war while bringing in our exiles in massive numbers. Israel was built by people many of whom had broken lives before they arrived on its shores. Israel was assisted in physically building the state by a Jewish community that was not as affluent and capable of participating in building the soul of the society as it is today.” Rabbi Allen calls for increased support from American Reform Jews for the liberal or Reform congregations in Israel. He feels that such support could make a significant impact from within on the state of Israel and would strengthen the ties between Reform Jews and their brothers and sisters in Israel.
  7. We need to visit Israel. We need to encourage our congregations to take trips to Israel, to send their kids to Israel, to keep abreast of events happening in Israel and to make Israel part of our consciousness as Reform Jews. Too many of our members have never been to Israel. Too many have never seen a country which is so very different than they way it is portrayed in the media. Too many of our teens have never been in Israel, never had the opportunity to love it and appreciate it and as a result, are ill prepared to speak about Israel when they go to college. Perhaps the worst part of this is that too many young Reform Jews feel alienated from Israel, not in my opinion because they disagree with the policies of its government, but rather the only Israel which they know is that portrayed in the often sensationalist media. The chief cause of the alienation of young Reform Jews from Israel is due to the fact that so few of them have been there and as a result have no appreciation of a narrative as to why Israel is so important and precious to the Jewish people.
  8. My seventh and final point is that as American Reform Jews, we will not hesitate to express and teach our love for Israel; its land, people and its right of national determination. Yes, Israel has much wrong with it. There are many things which need to be improved in Israel. However, when teaching Israel, I want to teach first the narrative of love. I want to teach the story of the importance of Israel as a place for persecuted Jewry throughout the world and as the only place wherein the Jewish people have the right of self determination. I want to teach about the miracle of Jewish self defense in Israel and how Israel in 1976 flew 2500 miles to Entebbe to rescue Jews of various nationalities who had been on a hijacked plane. I want to teach to stories of commitment and heroism of people like Yoni Netanyahu, Alex Singer, Avigdor Kahalani and Michael Levin who make me so proud and inspire me so much. If you do not recognize these names, that it part of the problem! And I, as a rabbi, Zionist and Jewish educator, view it as my holy task to teach you about these heroes. Yes, I want to first teach you about the love of Israel. Once I have done this, I will teach you about all of the imperfections she has and the challenges she faces in making a more just society and in bringing peace to that part of the world. When we fall in love, we tend only to see the good aspects of our spouses. My feeling is that if we focused upon the imperfections of our spouses only, we would have never fallen in love in the first place. So I will teach you the narrative of love before the narrative of imperfection.

Rabbi Guttman concludes:

Yes, you may point out twenty five things wrong with Israel, but I will still love her. Israel is a part of my very neshamah, my very soul. It is a tremendous part of how I as a Jew define my Jewish identity.

So what do YOU think? Can we all agree on this? Is there more? Are some beyond the reach of agreement?

Can you share it without name-calling? Without resorting to sloganeering?

If so, I look forward to your thoughts.

Counting the Blessings – Kvell, don’t Kvetch

Gathering at Michelle’s home, we enjoyed a delicious brunch and we got down to work. Fifteen of us, enjoying Brunch with the Rabbi, were about to engage in one of the most important acts a Jew (or any person) can do. One at a time, we each shared a “kvell,” something in our lives at the moment, which brings us joy or pride. A child graduating, a teen getting his license, a mother recovering well. Completion of a project at work, moving into a new home, a child assuming a leadership role. We clapped for each other, sometimes laughing in joy or relief.

These kvells – a.k.a. these moments of blessing – were especially poignant because they were being shared by people who otherwise had plenty to kvetch (complain) about. In that room were people facing financial challenges, caring for a dying parent or a special needs child, or recovering from a very difficult surgery. Yet in the midst of the anxiety and worry, they each found the courage to number their blessings in their lives. So Jewish an action. All of us can do this. Counting our blessings.

This week, the Jewish community will read a section of Torah (the Five Books of Moses) that includes Birkat Kohanim (the Priestly Benediction). We will recite “Yivarechecha Adonai v’yishm’recha – May God bless you and watch over you. May the Holy One shine upon you and be gracious unto you. May God be with you always, and grant you peace” (Numbers 6:24-26). With these ancient words, the ancient religious leaders blessed the people. With these words even today, parents bless their children on Friday night, and Rabbis and Cantors bless wedding couples and Bar/Bat Mitzvah students.

The Priestly Benediction combines hopes for protection with recognition that peace and wholeness is within our grasp. In our Brunch discussion, we realized that blessings are all around us and within our lives. The challenge is to notice them – to name them – even as we deal with the tsuris (the problems) of our lives.

Shai Peretz, a Montreal-based learner, noted that the word “blessed” comes from the Hebrew root “b.r.ch.”, which has an additional meaning of “to graft” (“le’havrich“). Grafting in winemaking involves taking a new vine shoot, and attaching it to older roots. The new vine connects to the old root system and gains nourishment and life. The act of grafting in essence returns the shoot to its source, to its roots, and allows it to mature on its own.

When we count our blessings, we graft ourselves onto the deep roots of existence. Our goodness – the goodness that exists within us and that comes to us – which derives from the ultimate Source of Goodness, from the Holy One of Blessing, can nourish us and help us grow.

So here’s some spiritual homework:

Each day, for the next week, before you go to bed, write down three wonderful things that happened in your life that day. Count your blessings every day and may you will soon find yourself kvelling more than you ever imagined.

Memorial Days Past: Remembering Operation Solomon

Article by eJewish Philanthropy

Over Memorial Day weekend, 1991, 14,325 Ethiopian Jews fulfilled their dreams of making it home, as they were airlifted from Ethiopia to Israel in 36 hours of around the clock flights during a covert military operation known as Operation Solomon.

At the time, the sitting government of Mengistu Haile Mariam was close to being toppled by Eritrean and Tigrean rebels, thereby threatening Ethiopia with political destabilization. Concurrently, the Mengistu regime had made mass emigration difficult, and the regime’s dwindling power presented a promising opportunity for those who had been wanting to emigrate.

Operation Solomon airlifted almost twice as many Ethiopian Jews to Israel as Operation Moses. The operation set a world record for single-flight passenger load when an El Al 747 carried 1,122 passengers (1,087 passengers were registered, but dozens of children hid in their mothers’ robes). Planners expected to fill the aircraft with 760 passengers. Because the passengers were so light, many more were squeezed in. Two babies were born during the flight.

boarding in Addis Ababa
Prime Minister Yitzhak Shamir welcoming new immigrants at Hadera Absorption Center
Children receiving their first clothing after arrival at Kfar Tavor



images courtesy MFA and El-Al