Friday, November 26, 2021

The Thanksgiving Tablecloth

I think I am still full from the Thanksgiving feast last night which we enjoyed with my parents and siblings. Thanksgiving has long been an important holiday in our family. We celebrate the freedoms of living Jewishly in America and take time to appreciate each other as a family. As a kid, my parents would drive us each year from Boston to New York to celebrate with our Grandparents. Extended uncles, aunts, and cousins would gather together to reconnect. And then we would stay for a quieter Shabbat. Though the drive could be long due to traffic, we looked forward to it every year. There were certain "characters" that you looked forward to seeing, as well as annual rituals and jokes that never got old.

As adults we now gather at my parents home. When we lived in Florida and then Texas we often could not make it for Thanksgiving. But now that we live in the same town as my parents and brother it is a relaxing weekend, sans travel, of being with family, raking leaves, and reading good books. We are so grateful to live near family finally and are excited to see family members who come in for the weekend.

For many years Thanksgiving involved little babies and children. Now, the youngest grandchildren, our twins, are in High School. In fact, we are in the 1st few years of the stage where these grandchildren are getting married, so slowly but surely our family, bli ayain harah, is growing even bigger.

My parents always get a sentimental look over their faces at some point in the meal, enjoying having everyone together. The way my mother puts it is "my chickens are all under one roof." We video chat with anyone who is not able to make it in person that year. This year, Baruch Hashem, my parents have two grandchildren who have made Aliyah and are living in Israel!

The food is delicious, though I hope you will not lose respect for me if I admit that I am not a fan of Turkey. I enjoy the meat soup, the hot dogs in a blanket, the brisket, the sweet potato pie (a Grandma Levitt special that we carry on), the stuffing, and the many pies for dessert. We go around and share things we are grateful for. We take turns watching football in the den while we digest. Now that the grandkids are grown it is so fun to schmooze with them and catch up.

But the most important ritual we have is the Thanksgiving Tablecloth. Going on about 20 or so years now, this tradition is something to which we all look forward. We each take a different color permanent marker and write something on the tablecloth. We write our name and the year as well. It can be something for which we are thankful, something funny, or a family update. After Thanksgiving my mother-in-law or sister-in-law embroider over the ink so that it lasts forever. 

I think we are just about to complete our 2nd tablecloth and might have to start a 3rd next year. It is fascinating to look over some of the entries from the past. You can see traces of hands and feet, funny quotes, birth updates, political opinions, sports celebrations, jokes, and so much more. You can see the life of a family over time. And we enjoy reading old entries and reminiscing about the past. Our kids can not only read what their Great Grandparents wrote before they died, but even trace their hands over their handwriting. This year our daughter in Israel asked us to find the spot where she had written a few years ago "Where I Am This Year: Junior Year Stern College. Thinking Of Doing Graphic Design In Israel." And to add "Did It 2021!" My entry this year, to mark this moment in our family history, was short and sweet: "Baruch Hashem for Vaccines - 2021." Last year we were able to be together outdoors, in socially distant pods. But this year we are all vaccinated and were able to be together inside again.

It is important for families to have traditions and rituals, to share stories and repeat old jokes. To show the younger generation that we can overcome all challenges by sticking together, and that they should never take each other for granted. I am grateful to be part of such a loving family and excited to see how our story continues.

You could take away the football, the hot dogs in a blanket, the multicolored leaves, and it would still be Thanksgiving. But it just wouldn't feel the same without the Thanksgiving Tablecloth. It's what brings us together as a family and it will continue to do so for many years to come.

Wishing you and yours a Happy Thanksgiving



Tuesday, October 5, 2021

It's Been Quite An Odyssey

Driving home today I noticed that our Honda Odyssey minivan is at 99,999 miles. Which is amazing for a lot of reasons, especially considering that it is 14 years old. We bought this car the same week that our twins were born. I remember going to the dealership with my dad that Sunday and saying "we're not buying a car today. We're just going to look." But our family of 3 had just grown to 5 and we got a good deal. Who would have known that, bli ayin harah, this car is still taking us places all these years later.

Over the years this van drove us to school and did carpool to practices. It took us on road trips from Florida to New Jersey and from Houston to Santa Fe, and moved us and our stuff from Florida to Texas and later from Texas to Maryland. It protected us through two accidents and one blown out tire on the highway. It survived flooding and having its entire carpeting replaced. It has lived in 5 different homes over the years and seen its precious cargo grow from infants to teenagers. Our eldest learned how to drive in it and later used it to move into college and to get to the airport for her Aliyah.


I hope we will have a lot longer with this car. But she is starting to show her age a bit. At some point we will have to replace her. Even though she is just a car, she represents a lot of memories and has played an important role in our family. So here's to our Honda Odyssey who has been a big part of our journey. Thank you for the ride.



Sunday, September 26, 2021

My Favorite Jewish Moment Of The Year

Simchat Torah is unlike any other day of the Jewish year. We dance with the Torah, bless the children together under the Tallit, and give each member of the community an Aliyah. I know different shuls may have different minhagim. And I know that not everyone finds it easy to connect via dancing. Simchat Torah can feel, at times, a little Hefker. Some people are dancing. Others are already getting aliyot. Some attend a shiur. Others are making kiddush. Children are running around. No one seems to know exactly when Kol HaNearim will start. Like I said, Simchat Torah is different.

Growing up, there were two main things I looked forward to on Simchat Torah (other than, of course, the candy bags). Both may have been unique to our shul in Boston. One was the custom we kids had to find two men standing around during Hakafot and try to tie their Tallit strings together so that when their conversation ended and they went their separate ways their Tallitot would not go with them. The adults would shoo us away like flies, but we found great pleasure in trying to get away with this. Looking back now, I suspect there may have been a few men with a twinkle in their eye who pretended not to notice so that we could feel Simcha on this special day. The other thing we looked forward to, even though we didn't understand half the jokes, was the Meshugane Rebbe, a performance of two men in the community who did a routine from the Bimah in which one member pretended to be a visiting Rebbe who spoke only Yiddish, while the other acted as his translator. The translation never matched the Yiddish, I am told, and that's where all the jokes came from. I didn't catch the punchlines, but will never forget the image of all the grownups laughing hysterically in shul. As a kid, Simchat Torah was a clear message that Judaism is a religion of joy and that having fun, even in shul, was ok.

As I got older, however, and started to fall in love with learning Torah, I gained a very different appreciation for Simchat Torah, chaos and all. The idea of really rejoicing over the gift called Torah is something special if you allow yourself to get into it. It was most likely in Yeshiva that Hakafot really started being special. I know teenagers often have more energy than some of us adults, but letting the singing penetrate our souls, and using our entire body to celebrate Torah, brings a feeling that is hard to reach throughout the year.

But I still haven't gotten to the highlight of the day for me. My absolute #1 favorite moment of the Jewish year. And that is when we come back together to finish reading the Torah, and then open a 2nd Torah and start reading all over again from the beginning. It gets me every time. The special trop, the chuppah (or tallit) over the bimah, the fanfare given to Chatan Torah and Chatan Bereishit, the Chazak Chazak V'Nitchazek. I just find the entire symbolism of finishing and starting over again so powerful. Like the Hadran we recite when making a siyum, which pledges that we hope to return and learn this sefer again, Simchat Torah is a communal, even National, Siyum HaTorah, in which we celebrate everything we have learned this past year and pledge to keep learning even more deeply in the year to come.

There's a beautiful story brought down in the sefer Hegyonei Halacha (vol. 3) by Rav Yitzchak Mirsky. There was a man standing off to the side during Hakafot. The Rabbi approached him to invite him to join the dancing. But the man said, I didn't learn much Torah this year so what right so I have to dance with it like all of you? The Rabbi smiled and reminded the gentleman that there are two Chatanim on Simchat Torah. The Chatan Torah for finishing the Torah and the Chatan Breishit for starting it again. Even if you don't feel like the Chatan Torah who learned a lot, you can still be the Chatan Breishit who has hopes to start learning now.

This is why this moment is my Jewish highlight of the year. There are other great moments as well. Neilah of Yom Kippur, the Pesach Seder, Shavuot night... But on Simchat Torah, we remind ourselves that there is no such thing as ever finishing Torah, that each time we open it we find new meanings and new inspiration. So this year, try to lean into the chaos of Simchat Torah a little bit more. Tie someone's Tallit. Put a child on your shoulders and dance. And make sure to be there as we finish reading the Torah and immediately start again.

Chag Sameach

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

What Owls Can Teach Us About Teshuva (A Yom Kippur Drasha)

 I. The Shabbat Owl


A couple of weeks ago, on the last Shabbat of the year, just 3 days before Rosh Hashana, I was having a cup of coffee and reading before shul when I heard a lot of noise from the backyard. There were lots of crows flying around, which we have never seen in our yard before. And then it got even stranger. Sitting calmly in the tree, camouflaged so that we almost missed them, were two owls. That, we definitely had never seen before! The owls would occasionally swivel their heads slowly to see what was happening, but they remained otherwise as still as can be. It was amazing to see how the owls could turn their heads 270 degrees and see all around them without moving the rest of their bodies!


Since I am always trying to look for meaning in my life, I thought to myself, what are these owls here to teach me? They may not have been bringing me some mail, like in Harry Potter, but maybe they were sending me a message nonetheless. It got me thinking about my own ability to stay calm under pressure, to not allow stress from my environment to ruffle my own feathers, and to be flexible and see things from different perspectives.


We talk a lot about having a Growth Mindset (rather than a Fixed one), but are we as flexible as we think? Are we willing to try and see things from different perspectives? Or is it easier to maintain our views, our habits, and our familiar patterns? It’s true, owls have 14 vertebrae in their neck, whereas we have only 7, but maybe we too can learn to swivel and pivot a little more so that we can grow as well.



II. A Time To Pivot


The word Teshuva sometimes makes people nervous (in the same way that the word Change does). Because it implies that I have to give something up or move out of my comfort zone. It also suggests that there is something wrong with me, that I’m not good enough.


Even when we do identify an area we would like to work on, it can feel daunting to imagine all the work it would actually take to achieve the goal. So, more often than not, we resign ourselves to the status quo and assume it is too late to reinvent ourselves.


But what if Teshuva is not about change, but about returning to who we already are deep down? And what if, rather than implying a huge project, it is actually as easy as pivoting our heads, like an owl? What if changing our perspective just a little bit would help us see our lives in a completely different way?



III. Rebbe Elazar Ben Durdaya


Let me share with you an incredible story from the Talmud (Avodah Zarah 17a) about someone who was able to make a pivot that changed his entire worldview.


Chazal tell us about a man named Elazar Ben Durdaya. Let’s just say, he wasn’t a role model for others. This man, whose last name, Durdaya, means spoiled grapes, dedicated his life to pursuing pleasures of the flesh. He spared no expense or effort to live a life of debauchery and hedonism. He finally reaches a turning point where somehow he comes to the realization that he has wasted his life, and Elazar decides to do Teshuva. The Talmud recounts how he turns to the mountains and hills and asks them to intercede on his behalf, but they respond that they are busy davening for themselves. Elazar then turns to the heavens and the earth, and then to the sun and the moon, who give him the same answer. Finally, realizing that he has no one else to rely on but himself, Elazar says אין הדבר תלוי אלא בי, the matter depends only on me. He places his head between his knees, cries out from the depths of his soul, and dies. A Bat Kol, a heavenly voice, comes out and says רבי אלעזר בן דורדיא מזומן לחיי העולם הבא, Rabbi Elazar Ben Durdaya is destined for life in the World To Come.


What a powerful lesson in Teshuva! On the one hand, this story teaches us that it is never too late to do Teshuva. At the same time, it emphasizes the need for taking personal responsibility, for owning our mistakes and growing from them. We make so many excuses for ourselves in life, but only when we say אין הדבר תלוי אלא בי, the matter depends only on me, do we start to make real progress.


The name Elazar, which means God helps, reminds us that Hashem will help us in our Teshuva. Hashem tells us (Malachi 3:7) “שובו אלי ואשובה אליכם - Turn back to me and I will turn back to you. And Chazal (Yoma 38b) teach that “בא לטהר מסעיין אותו” - One who comes to be purified will be supported. But it has to start with us. 



IV. Yesh Koneh Olamo B’Shaah Achat


However, that’s not the end of the story. The Gemara concludes with the following postscript:


בכה רבי ואמר יש קונה עולמו בכמה שנים ויש קונה עולמו בשעה אחת


When Rebbe (Rabbi Yehuda HaNasi) heard this story of Elazar ben Durdayya, he wept and said: There is one who acquires his share in the World-to-Come only after many years, and there is one who acquires his share in the World-to-Come in one moment.


Why did Rebbe cry? 


Was he jealous that he had dedicated his entire life to Avodat Hashem (serving Hashem) whereas Elazar Ben Durdaya earned his share in one moment? Maybe he felt that this wasn’t fair! Similarly, this may also be why Yonah tries to run away from Nineveh. 


Or, maybe Rebbe was worried that if people see Elazar getting into Olam Habah by doing Teshuva at the last minute, they will push off doing Teshuva as well, assuming they will have the opportunity to set things straight down the road one day. To counter this attitude the Talmud (Shabbat 153a) quotes Rebbe Eliezer, who teaches that one should repent one day before his death. Asks the Talmud, but how do you know when you will die? And the answer is that we do not know when we will die, and therefore we must always be doing Teshuva.


A 3rd explanation of why Rebbe cried is quoted in the name of Rabbi Yissocher Frand, who posits that Rebbe cried because he realized from this story the power of each and every moment. If someone can earn their share in Olam Habah in one moment, that shows you the power of each moment. Rebbe may have felt a sense of loss for the moments of his life of which he did not take full advantage.


But now let’s go back and take a closer look at what Rebbe says: “יש קונה עולמו בשעה אחת,” there is one who acquires his share in the World-to-Come in one moment. Is that really true? Is it really possible to achieve your life’s mission in just one moment?


When I think of this, I think of two baseball players, both of whom are known especially for one moment in their long, successful careers. 


Sandy Koufax, a lefty pitcher for the Dodgers, who happened to be Jewish, is the youngest player ever inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. He won 3 Cy Young awards and one MVP. But he is most known for one day in 1965, when he refused to pitch in Game 1 of the World Series which fell on Yom Kippur. 


In contrast, Bill Buckner, who played 22 seasons in the majors, was an All Star, won a batting title, and had 2,715 hits, is known for a moment of baseball infamy, when a ground ball went through his legs at 1st base in Game 6 of the 1986 World Series, allowing the NY Mets to come back and defeat the Boston Red Sox (my hometown team).


It doesn’t seem fair, but nevertheless it can be true. There are cases where one moment can define a person forever.


Let me share another story with you that epitomizes this idea of “יש קונה עולמו בשעה אחת.” When I lived in Boca Raton I had the tremendous zechut of getting to know a holy man named Rabbi Eugene Klein, zt”l. Rabbi Klein was a Holocaust survivor, who lost his wife and 3 children in the Shoah. After the war, he started over in Canada, starting a new family and serving as a pulpit Rabbi for many years. I knew Rabbi Klein in his retirement years, when he still taught Torah and served as a role model for the community. One day, Rabbi Klein shared this incredible story with us that really shows the power of one moment. He was picking up his daughter from school one day and when she came to the car she had tears in her eyes. He asked her what was wrong and she said “daddy, I don’t want you to die!” Rabbi Klein, confused, said “I’m not dying! Why are you worried about this?” And his daughter responded “because in school today we learned that smoking can kill you and you smoke every day!” On the spot, Rabbi Klein took the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tore it in half, and never touched a cigarette again the rest of his life. He just quit cold turkey, so that his daughter would not have to worry about him. Talk about being קונה עולמו בשעה אחת!



V. Shaot Zmaniyot


So here’s my big question: How does that happen? How does someone make a decision that changes the rest of their life? It’s impressive and inspiring to hear about, but it doesn’t sound like something the average person can achieve.


I’d like to suggest that the secret to success at these turning points in our lives is the secret we learned from the owl: the ability to pivot, to turn, and to rotate.


You see, while we celebrate and appreciate Moments in Judaism, our religion is really not one of Moments, but of Movement. Like the hands of a clock, which are always in motion, we are meant to be revolving, evolving, and growing at all times. And maybe that’s what the word Teshuva really means, to keep going around, to never settle and be complacent.


That’s why an hour in Hebrew is called a SHAAH. The word SHAAH doesn’t really mean hour. It means to turn. For example, at the beginning of the Torah we read about Kayin and Hevel. And the pasuk says (Breishit 4:4-5) that Hashem turned to the offering of Hevel, but not to Kayin’s: 

וַיִּשַׁע ה’ אֶל הֶבֶל וְאֶל מִנְחָתוֹ...וְאֶל־קַיִן וְאֶל מִנְחָתוֹ לֹא שָׁעָה.


You may have heard of the term Shaot Zmaniyot. Essentially, this means that in Judaism an hour is not always 60 minutes. Instead, we divide the total sunlight hours into 12 equal parts. In the summer, when the days are long, each halachic hour might last 70 minutes. In the winter, when the days are shorter, each hour might be 50 minutes.


What do we learn from this? That at different Zmanim, at different turning points in our lives, we need to SHAAH, to pivot.


A story is told about a great Sage who asked his student a question: “Tell me, what are you watching when you sit on a hillside in the late afternoon watching the sky turn from yellow to orange, then to deep purple, and finally to darkness?” ‘That’s obvious,” said the student. “You are watching the sunset." “No,” said the Sage. “You are wrong. You are not watching the sun set. You are watching the world turn.”


Life is not static. We move. We rotate. We pivot. And this is how we keep the momentum for growth going.



VI. Turning Points


We all go through turning points in our lives. The Sages teach us (Pirkei Avot 4:3) אין לך אדם שאין לו שעה, ואין לך דבר שאין לו מקום, there is no man who doesn’t have his hour, and no thing which doesn’t have a place. This is kind of the Jewish version of “everything has a time and a place.”

These milestones, or tuning points, are not always easy or fun. But they are incredible opportunities for creativity and growth. One of my favorite authors, Bruce Feiler, author of Walking The Bible, has done a lot of research about turning points. In his book Life Is In The Transitions, Feiler describes what he calls Lifequakes. These are major events in our lives that lead to transition. It can be a death or sickness in the family, losing one's job, getting married or divorced, the birth of a child… anything that causes a major change in our lives. Feiler found that we go through three to five Lifequakes in the course of our lives and each transition lasts an average of five years. Some of these lifquakes are personal and others are collective (ex. COVID). Some we choose, and others are involuntary. 


You may be thinking, “Lifequakes! That sounds very hard! You see! This is what I was afraid of when you brought up the word Teshuva!”


Yes, it can be hard. But what is hard is not the transition, or what I like to call the pivot. What is hard is starting to move if you’ve been stuck in the same position for a long time. This is what Chazal mean (Rashi Shemot 19:5) when they say “כל ההתחלות קשות”, all beginnings are hard. But once you loosen the muscles it becomes easy, natural, painless, and instinctive.


What I’m trying to say is that I think the secret to Teshuva is not becoming someone new; it is digging deeper to remind ourselves of who we already are. The light is already shining inside of us. Like the Shabbos lamps that some people have, where the light stays on the whole Shabbat, but you can twist the lid to cover or reveal the light, all we have to do if we want to reveal our inner light is twist the cover, pivot, and rotate.


Think back to a recent turning point in your life. It can be an achievement or even a failure. What did you learn about yourself? How have you grown since then?


Now think about the current Lifequake called COVID which we are all enduring together. In what ways do you see yourself, the world, life in general, differently? If you could pick one small thing to change about your life now that you have been through this what would it be?


Now try to imagine the rest of your life. Do you envision a linear path, where everything is predictable, or do you foresee Shaot Zmaniyot, opportunities for pivoting?


As long as we remember that our light never goes out, and all we have to do is turn the cover on our Shabbos Lamp, we need not fear or avoid those turning points, but instead can grow from them.



VII. Yizkor


We’re about to recite Yizkor and remember loved ones and teachers who are no longer with us. When you think of these people what do you remember? How do you feel? How did they help you grow through your turning points?


Even though we cannot see them or share a cup of coffee, we can still connect to their light. And maybe that’s why we light a yahrzeit candle, to remind ourselves of their light, but also of our own internal light that they could see even when we could not.



VII. Conclusion


It’s Yom HaKippurim, the holiest day of the year. Hashem is right here. And He has given us a gift called Teshuva.


Let’s remember today that, like the owl in my backyard, we can pivot, we can look at things with a fresh lens.


Let’s remember that if we really want to achieve our goals in life we must remember that אין הדבר תלוי אלא בי, it is up to us to make it happen.


Let’s remember that even when it seems too late to make a change, יש קונה עולמו בשעה אחת, it is possible to accomplish something amazing in each and every moment. 


Let’s remember that Judaism cares more about Movement than Moments. And that the challenge is not the transition itself; it is starting to move when you have been stuck for so long.


Let’s remember that the secret to Teshuva is not becoming someone new; it is digging deeper to remind ourselves of who we already are.


Let’s remember that we all go through Lifequakes, but that these turning points are not only challenges to overcome, but also opportunities for growth.


Let’s remember the core values our loved ones taught us and connect back to those pieces of our identity.


Let’s remember that the word SHAAH means to turn or pivot. So this afternoon, during the break, stretch your neck a little, swivel your head, and remind yourself that Teshuva doesn’t mean you have to stop being you. It just means you get to look at your life with a fresh perspective.


Let me conclude with this: my favorite line of the Avinu Malkeinu prayer is “Tehei HaShaah Hazot Shaat Rachamim V’et Ratzon Milfanecha” - May this moment (or maybe we should translate SHAAH as movement) be one of mercy and desire before you. I invite you to join me in singing this Tefilla and asking Hashem to help us stretch those vertebrae so that we can go through our own spiritual pivot this year.


Sing: “Tehei HaShaah Hazot Shaat Rachamim V’et Ratzon Milfanecha”


Wishing us all a Gmar Chatima Tova!!!

Friday, September 10, 2021

20th Anniversary of 9/11

There are certain moments of your life that stand out and, no matter how long it has been, feel like they just happened. Tomorrow is the 20th anniversary of 9/11, the day that 2,977 people were murdered in terrorist attacks right here in the United States. 20 years is a long time. The High School students I teach weren't even born yet. And yet, for me it feels like yesterday.

We were living in Manhattan at the time, in Washington Heights. Thank God, we were nowhere near Ground Zero. I was teaching in Moriah Day School and ended up getting stuck in NJ that day, as they closed the George Washington bridge to traffic. My wife was supposed to take the subway to Midtown but stayed home when she saw what was going on. I remember standing in the teacher's room after Tefilla, drinking a coffee, when a colleague came in and said that a plane had flown into the Sears tower in Chicago. Of course, it turned out to be the World Trade Center in NY. There were a lot of rumors flying around at the beginning. Parents started coming to school to pick their children up and take them home. While I do not personally know anyone who was killed that day, I think about the fact that many kids would never see their parents again.

While we were personally safe, it was, and remains to this day, incredibly shocking, sad, and scary. There were so many questions: Who did this? Why? Are there more attacks to come? Will we ever feel safe again? In the days and weeks to come, while Ground Zero continued to burn, and families searched desperately for their loved ones, letters with Anthrax were sent, causing additional panic over possible chemical attacks. Less than a month later the war in Afghanistan began. The world will never be the same.

When I think of 9/11, aside from the incredible sadness I feel for the families of the victims, I think of the courage and heroism of the first responders, who ran towards danger to save lives. And I think of the unity felt by Americans. All the divisions and arguments fell aside in the face of a common enemy/danger. I wish we could somehow feel that unity again today, without needing a tragedy to bring us together. How often we forget that, even with our differences, we are all Americans.

If you have never visited Ground Zero and the 9/11 museum I encourage you to do so. It is powerful. One cannot help but think about things like courage, sacrifice, and the preciousness of life when standing in that spot. Every name on the memorial represents a beautiful story ended in mid sentence.

So this 9/11 let's hug each other a little more. Let's teach and preach love and respect over hate and fear. Let's remember to appreciate the heroes all around us. And let's remember that what unites us far outweighs what divides us.



Sunday, August 29, 2021

We Are All Lighthouse Keepers


A few weeks ago, after dropping off our oldest daughter at JFK for her flight to Israel, we went down to the Jersey Shore for a couple of days of Beach Therapy. It was great to sit at the ocean, feeling the breeze and the waves, and ponder life. How does it happen that one day you become new parents, and what seems like a few days later (but is really 22 years later!) your child is making Aliyah and moving halfway around the world?

The truth is that a lot of life is like that. You put one foot in front of the other, without even looking up to see where you are or how far you have come, only to realize eventually that you have travelled a great distance.

I was reminded of this on the 2nd day of our trip when we explored Cape May, NJ and visited the Cape May Lighthouse. Climbing the 199 steps to the top was harder than it sounded, especially with people going in both directions up and down the narrow winding stairs. Every 30 or so steps there was a landing with a window, and we took advantage of several of them to catch our breath and see how far we had progressed. When we finally reached the top the 360 degree view was amazing. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be the lighthouse keeper, climbing those steps several times a day, with supplies and food, to keep the light shining.

Reflecting on this, I am reminded that in a certain sense we are all lighthouse keepers. We dedicate our lives to living a certain set of core values and beliefs and do everything we can to keep those values burning brightly to help others navigate their journeys as well.

For the last 5 years or so I have been learning Mishna, almost every day, with my twins. For Rina's Bat Mitzvah we completed Seder Moed. For Simcha's Bar Mitzvah we completed Seder Nezikin. And now we have completed Seder Nashim. Each day we learn one or two Mishnayot, for 5-10 minutes, and little by little we are making our way through Shas. We have now completed 1944 Mishnayot (out of 4192 total) and have completed 3 of the 6 Sidrei Mishna. Our goal is to learn the next 3 Sedarim (Zeraim, Kodshim, and Taharot) over the next 4 years (we have 2248 Mishnayot to go). It is not always convenient or fun to learn the daily Mishna. Sometimes one of us doesn't feel well, is overwhelmed with work, or just isn't in the mood. But we keep at it, rarely missing a day. Each time we complete another Masechet we pause, like we did on those lighthouse landings, to catch our breath and see how far we have come. But then we keep going. I would like to think that the more we learn the higher we are climbing, and that the view from the top will make it all worthwhile.

So what's the message? Set goals and start climbing. It doesn't matter what the goals are. That is up to you. Just choose something that matters to you so that you will keep at it even when things get tough. And then don't worry about where you are on the journey or how far you have left to go. Just set a goal and a pace, and keep at it, one foot in front of the other. Along the way find space and time to pause and reflect on how far you have come (rather than how far you have left to go). And when you get to the top take a few moments to reflect on the incredible journey.

Tuesday, August 3, 2021

Aliyah!!!

A Letter To My Daughter On The Day Of Her Aliyah - August 3rd, 2021
 
Shira, 

How do I begin to tell you how proud I am of you? You are sitting on an El AL, Nefesh B'Nefesh flight, on your way to Eretz Yisrael to make Aliyah!  You have dreamed of this day for many years, inspired by your Religious Zionist education and your love of Israel. And now the day is finally here! You are actually moving to the Holy Land! Can you believe it? I can't get the song We Are Home by Kippalive out of my head!

When I was 3 years old my parents moved to Israel. I lived there until age 6 and have never stopped dreaming of one day returning home. My parents, your Grandy and Papa, told me that as the plane was about to land in Israel I turned to them and said "are we going to see Hashem now?" Of the many reasons Ima and I are so excited for you, one of them is that you will be starting a life in the holiest place on earth. You are literally making Aliyah, going up in holiness. Yes, you will still need to deal with the day to day things, like laundry, and shopping, and the Misrad HaPnim. But never forget that every step you take is a mitzvah! You are fulfilling Mitzvat Yishuv Eretz Yisrael and living a life that so many of your ancestors have only dreamed of!

We are proud of you for following your dreams. It shows character and courage. And it gives us great nachat to see you go for the things that matter to you. You are talented, creative, and smart, and that will help you a lot. But your character and courage will help you the most.

Do you remember when you were a little girl and I convinced you to go on the Aerosmith Rock n' Roller Coaster in Disney? You were so scared and at the last minute, as we were about to enter the ride (after waiting in line for a long time), you begged me to let you leave. Somehow I convinced you to hold my hand and enjoy the ride. About a minute later, after several upside down loops and twists, I stumbled off the ride breathless thinking, "what have I done? I have scarred my child for life!" And you turned to me with a huge smile and said "that was awesome! Can we go again?!!"

I know that this journey is also a little scary. You can't predict every twist and turn, and there will be ups and downs. But when you feel scared just remember that you have signed up for the most amazing ride in the world! And that throughout your life, whenever you have gone for something that made you feel a little scared, you have always been glad you did so. Remember also that although we will not always be right next to you holding your hand physically, we will always be holding you from a distance and will be there for you to support you in any way you need. We will always be your Abba and Ima and will always love you.

I am proud that you will be serving as a madricha in a seminary this year, helping others find their connection to Hashem and to Israel. And I am excited to see how your career in graphic design (or whatever path you follow) develops. On days that you doubt yourself remember that you are awesome and that a million people believe in you and will do anything to help you on your path. And also remember that you will find the most satisfaction and joy in life from showing others that you believe in them and helping them on their path.

So enjoy this flight! Feel the pride of sitting with hundreds of other Olim Chadashim! Get excited for Aroma Cafe, Marzipan Rugelach, real Falafel/Shawarma, walking the streets of Yerushalayim, davening at the Kotel, learning in the Beit Midrash, shopping at Machane Yehuda, and so much more...

We will Zoom and What's App with you as often as we can (that was a hint). And we will always be checking our watches, thinking of what time it is in Israel, and thinking of you. I will hope to connect with you each Erev Shabbat to give you a bracha, but I think you know that I have been sending you brachot your entire life and will never stop doing so. So for now, I wish you Health, Safety, Strength, Happiness, Love, Laughter, Friendship, Creativity, Growth, Inspiration, Appreciation, and so much more… May Hashem watch over you, protect you, and guide you always:

יברכך ה’ וישמרך
יאר ה’ פניו אליך ויחנך
ישא ה’ פניו אליך וישם לך שלום

Kol HaKavod Shira! We love you a million and grow prouder of you every day! May this be the beginning of an amazing next chapter in your journey!

Love,

Abba

Thursday, May 27, 2021

Graduation Nachat

How do you define the word Nachat (or Naches)? 

Pride? Pleasure? Satisfaction?

Jewish parents often express the Nachat they derive from watching their children grow up to be good people with a strong Jewish identity and a desire to contribute to the world.

But sometimes Nachat can become more like bragging rights. "Your son is a Lawyer? Very nice. My daughter is a Doctor!"

I think Nachat is less about Pride (though there is certainly a pride a parent feels seeing their child develop their potential) and more about Peace of Mind. [Nachat may be related to the word LaNuach - to rest] Knowing that your child has internalized the values with which you raised them, and seeing them take off and fly, allows a parent to breathe and to feel a sense of calm that, no matter what challenges life brings, all will be well with them, B'ezrat Hashem.

Yesterday we had the special Zechut of watching our oldest daughter Shira graduate college from Yeshiva University. It was very moving, especially given the challenging circumstances of learning during Covid. We have watched her develop over the years and it is truly amazing to see her emerge into this incredible person with so much talent, sensitivity, and emotional intelligence.

It was also very special to see her graduate from Yeshiva University, where we both studied and graduated as well. In addition to inculcating an integrated Torah U'Maddah worldview in their students, YU also allows them to feel their Jewish pride as well as their connection and responsibility to Am Yisrael. It was so moving seeing the entire student body erupt into dancing while singing "Simcha L'Artzecha V'Sason L'Irecha." This connection to Am Yisrael and Eretz Yisrael is celebrated and emphasized, and the speeches at graduation talked about Kiddush Hashem, Eretz Yisrael, and each person doing their chelek to bring the Geula.

On a personal level, it was so touching to see friends whose children were also graduating from all parts of our past: Boston, Washington Heights, Boca Raton, Houston, and Silver Spring.

It is a little surreal to see Shira graduating college. It feels like we were just students at YU yesterday. [I guess I am still a student, as I just finished my 3rd year of my Doctoral studies in Educational Leadership at Azrieli.]

This summer Shira is planning to spread her wings and fly even further, by making Aliyah! We are so proud of her in so many ways!

So many family members, teachers, and friends have helped Shira grow into the person she is becoming. We thank each of you for your part on her journey! And we thank Hashem for looking after her as she takes her next steps on her path.

So yes, we feel a great deal of Nachat from Shira (and her siblings). Because we know that, whatever happens in life, she has the values, the mindset, and the intelligence to make the best of everything, to look to help wherever she can, and to feel Hashem in her life at every moment.

Mazal Tov!!!

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

Inauguration Day

A Tale of Three Wednesdays

Wed 1/6/21 - Attack on the US Capitol
Wed 1/13/21 - Impeachment of President Trump
Wed 1/20/21 - Inauguration of President Biden

Wow! The Capitol building has seen a lot over the last 15 days! I will leave it to the pundits to share perspectives on the politics of our country right now. But I do want to take a moment to reflect on the concept of a peaceful transfer of power. We take so many things for granted in life and in America. But there are places in the world where not everyone has the right to vote, where rulers maintain control for decades, and where dissent, disagreement, and protest are crimes. For all our challenges and divides, we should remember that what makes America great is that everyone is entitled to their own opinion and perspective. [What we are not entitled to is violence and anarchy]. We educate ourselves about the issues and the candidates, we vote at the ballot box, and then we hope for the best for whoever wins the election. It is not about any person or party. It is about the American People. It is about the American Democracy. 

Every four years, when we get to Inauguration Day, it always gets me. The pomp and circumstance, the songs, and flags, the traditions and ceremonies. It always feels hopeful, like Opening Day of the baseball season, even if the person in office is not the one for whom I voted. Because the very act of inaugurating a President signifies that the Union is still strong, that Democracy is still alive and well.  As the confetti is swept away and we get back to the daily business of trying to keep America strong and safe, I wonder how long this inspiration and feeling of unity and hope will last. Will we descend right back to division, cynicism, opposition, and mistrust? Or will we debate the issues, try to understand each other's perspectives, fears, and hopes, and then work together to help people? We have all heard politicians from both sides say things like "these are not Red states and Blue states, these are the United States." But I feel like so many of them, on both sides, are so worried about fundraising and reelection that they often lack the courage to vote for their convictions. And so many of us, average Americans, fall too easily into an Us vs. Them mentality where compromise,  cooperation, and unity are not the goals; winning is. I know not everyone feels inspired on Inauguration Day. There are elections where our candidate wins and others where they lose. And it can feel disappointing or scary if our view does not prevail. But somehow I always feel it on Inauguration Day, no matter who wins, because I believe in American at its best; not its worst.

It will take time and hard work to start to heal this country right now. We need to heal from the Pandemic. We need to heal from the Political and Social Justice  unrest. We need to heal our economy. But I choose Hope over Despair. I choose Unity over Division. I choose Pulling closer over Pushing away. May Hashem watch over this country and guide its leaders to make wise decisions that will bring healing, unity, and prosperity to all. May we appreciate this great Democracy and never take it for granted. May we seek to listen and understand rather than argue and convince. And may we remember that we are all Americans.

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Happy Anniversary

Dear Kids (This blog is really for my kids to read when they are older),

I know that you know this already but I want to tell you again how much I love your Ima. Today is our 23rd wedding anniversary! We met when I was 3 and Ima was 1 (no photos to prove it!) thanks to our parents meeting and becoming friends in Eretz Yisrael. And we reconnected 16 years later when I stopped in London and stayed with the Shaffers on the way back from Yeshiva. Your Savta suggested that Ima skip school that day to accompany me on my double decker tour of London. We didn't know each other and felt kind of awkward, but off we went exploring The Tower of London, Trafalgar Square, and Big Ben. We quickly clicked and I told someone back home that summer that I was going to marry that girl one day. We were so lucky to find each other, a girl from London and a boy from Boston, and it has been the best thing that has ever happened to me.

You see, your Ima is not only the best Ima in the world, an amazing educator, a friend to so many, and someone who is always Osek B'tzarchei Tzibbur B'Emunah. She is that and so much more. But for me she always has been and always will be my best friend. Ima is kind, humble, creative, supportive, strong, giving, and much much more. When no one else believes in you, or when you doubt yourself, she is there to remind you how special you are. She always puts others first and makes everyone she speaks to feel like they are exactly who she wanted to be speaking with at that moment (it's not an act - she really does!)

God knows we have been through a lot in our 23 years of marriage. But through it all I have been so blessed to have your Ima at my side. I thank Hashem for this unbelievable gift every single day. I wish for you guys not only to realize what an incredible, loving Ima you have, and to try to be as much like her as you can, but also to one day find someone to share your life journey with who will love you and be there for you like Ima is for me. If you do you will have the most incredible journey of love and friendship.

Happy Anniversary Elisheva! Here's to many more, B'Ezrat Hashem, happy and healthy years to come...

וַיִּקַּ֨ח אַהֲרֹ֜ן אֶת־אֱלִישֶׁ֧בַע בַּת־עַמִּינָדָ֛ב אֲח֥וֹת נַחְשׁ֖וֹן ל֣וֹ לְאִשָּׁ֑ה
(Shemot 6:23)