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Why & How to Bless the Breath of Life

 Please feel free to share this and discuss it with your friends and congregants . I’d be delighted to hear what responses, criticisms, and insights  you and they have. Write me at Awaskow@theshalomcenter.org Shabbat shalom, Arthur  

 

This week’s Torah portion begins (Exodus 6: 1): “I am YHWH. I was seen by Abraham, by Isaac, and by Jacob as  El Shaddai [God Many-Breasted], but by my name YHWH I was not known to them.” The Voice says this in Egypt, adding this historical note to the God-Name that had come to Moses at the Burning Bush. It came just after Pharaoh had sneered at being told YHWH demanded Time Off for a Holy Gathering for the Israelites, and had made their forced labor much harder – “bricks without straw.” The enslaved Israelites had blamed Moses for their worsened plight.

 Why this historical footnote? It teaches us that a name of God is a way of thinking about the nature of the universe. “God Many-Breasted” meant that the job of the universe is to nourish Humanity. YHWH mean something more complicated. Those letters can only be “pronounced” by breathing. That means the universe is an intertwining of breath. 

 What human beings breathe out into the universe deeply affects what the universe breathes back. If Pharaoh pours cruelty into the world, the world will respond with cruelty – the Plagues. If Humanity pours more CO2 into planet Earth than all its vegetation can transmute to oxygen, the CO2 builds up and the world overheats into fire, floods, and famine. The Plagues that were about to come upon Egypt could not be explained by seeing the world as simply a nourishing breast.

 For about two thousand years, many of our religious communities have used the God-Names “King” and “Lord” to speak our sense of the world.  That legitimates Domination, Subjugation as the way the world is organized. But long ago farmers and shepherds knew that was not really true, and ecologists know it now. When we learn that trillions of microscopic creatures live in our guts and have a deep effect upon our brains, even though we cannot even see them, we must recognize that the world is not top down. The “Breath of life”” is far truer as a way of understanding the world.

One more learning from this verse. It comes just after the nascent “Brickmakers Union Local 1,”as A.J. Muste called the barely organized Israelite workers, had collapsed under the burden of Boss Pharaoh’s wrathful fury. Why just then, not at the Burning Bush when the YHWH Name first came to Moses?

 I think to tell him that his own soft-heartedness had led him to waffle about the new Name. That he had listened overmuch to Israelites who said they were comfortable with the Name they had learned as children, that surely it did not matter what Name they used. And Moses had shrugged: Perhaps it did not matter. But it did. We cannot transform the world, we will   be unable to press our case with vigorous determination, if we slip and slide into an older understanding of the world, no longer true. 

The warning is as true today as it was in the story of 3,000 years ago. To Name our world as built on Domination, Subjugation, is to collapse in the helplessness of “I Can’t Breathe” in the face of racist brutality, “We Can’t Breathe” in the face of a pandemic virus and its complicit rulers, “Earth Can’t Breathe” in the face of giant corporations that insist on making hyperwealth by pouring CO2 into our planet’s air.

It is time for us, NOW, to change our way of understanding. To Name God more truthfully than  “King” or “Lord”: “Breath of Life,  Interbreathing Spirit of the universe.”  Thus:

 Baruch attah YAHHH, elohenu ruach ha’olam asher kidshanu b’mitzvot, vitzvanu  la’asok b’divrei Torah. [Could also be in feminine, “Bruchah aht,” “kidshatnu,” and “vitzivatnu.”]

Blessed are you, Breath of Life, our creative energy, Interbreathing Spirit of the universe, who makes us holy through acts of connection and connects us through using the Breath we share with  all life to speak words with each other that aim toward wisdom, becoming our own words of Torah. 

Living Still lnside the Book of Exodus? What Now?

 Torah Still Coming

Last week our would-be Pharaoh Trump reached the crucial point of his reign: Should he mobilize the red-hat chariots and drown in the Reed Sea, or grumpily relinquish power? We know what he chose. But the danger of Pharaoh does not end with him. We ourselves have not yet crossed the Sea, chosen a new way of understanding World, affirmed a new Name of God. A Name that intertwines us, interbreathes us, not a Name of Domination, Subjugation.

In the old Egyptian culture, Pharaoh was already seen as a god. His power went to his head. Stiffened his heart. He began to believe his own propaganda about the dangerous Israelites, the Ivrim. They speak a different tongue, worship a different God. They come from somewhere else – globalists, cosmopolitans.

He decided it would be a guarantee of his own power to erase them as a separate community. He issued the order to separate new-born babies from their mothers.  Then murder them. Best to start there. Soon he can kill the grown-ups too.

But some people are horrified. Women -- two midwives and then his own daughter – begin creating a Resistance movement. They start saving children’s lives, including one Moses. Fearing the Pharaoh’s racist police, Moses disappears.

Years later he reappears, possessed of a burning new vision, announcing that the very Name of God must change. A new “Name of God” meant understanding the world in a new way, and then changing the world to embody the new vision. The old Name, “El Shaddai, God of many Breasts,” was about a human society always fed by the nourishing Nile. But now the people must learn that they are part of Earth, not separate from it, not the boss of it.

Every breath they took was interwoven with all other interbreathing life. If they acted cruel, Earth would act cruel toward them. Not a punishment, simply a consequence. The only way to prevent a plague was to breathe into Earth and let Earth breathe into them.  The new Name, just Breathing, YHWH, intertwined all people and all life-forms.

But Pharaoh sneers. “Breathing? That’s a God-Name? Can’t even hear it, it’s so weak. The Nile, Osiris, ME –- I am a God you can hear, you must obey!”

Bragging, he treats Nile and Earth and Sky like tools of his own power, bringing on disaster. Some of his advisers warn him. But by this time he has become addicted to his own power; he fires the advisers and hires sycophants. At each disaster, Moses, Aaron, Miriam, and a growing number of critics warm him that he is fighting against the whole process of universal Consequence. At each disaster he first recoils and then returns to his own hubris: The disaster? “Stuff happens!” 

But then his arrogant treatment of Earth brings a devastating disease to afflict his own citizens, his wife, himself. At first he tries to dismiss it. But it grows so terrible that his own Egyptian supporters start denouncing him. He tells the “wetback” foreigners not only that they are free to Go, but they Must Depart. He tells his people to offer them gifts of gold and silver as reparations for hundreds of years of subjugation. 

The cosmopolitan Ivrim smear blood on their doorways as a symbol of going forth from blood-encircled wombs of rebirth, and leave. Many Egyptians sign petitions that he resign and allow his compassionate half-immigrant daughter to become Pharaoh.

And now comes the moment of fateful decision. Pharaoh wakes up the next morning. Should he accept his fall from power, or mobilize a new variety of brown-shirted, armed Egyptians to catch the Israelites at the edge of the Reed Sea, and force them back into slavery? Remind them that back in Egypt forced labor always came with the onions and garlic that they loved, whilst they will have only “God-knows-what?” = Mahn-hu” = “manna”” to eat if they cross the Sea into a wilderness. 

 

So he sends his brown-shirt bullies, legitimated by his own speeches anointing them as the real patriots but only if they will fight in wild melee against the corrupt old leadership. What will the people do? 

Choose the normalcy of slavery with garlic? Or make themselves a civil-disobedient Sea of Reeds, bending and swaying but always returning thick and bristly to block the path of Subjugation?

Announcing we will no longer obey this Pharaoh and his bully-boy brown-shirts? Reaching out to his frightened, despairing followers with new tools, windmills and solar collectors, to make peace with wounded Earth?  Choosing to hear our own ”still small Voice of Breath,” pointing our way toward a Loving and Beloved Community?

It’s up to us. It always has been.

At about 4 pm on Infamous Insurrection Wednesday, we were one of the very first  groups  to urge our members to call Congress and demand Trump be impeached. Done! Now, if you want to end the power of our would-be Pharaoh and prevent a future effort, call 1202-224-3121. Ask for your own Senators or Sen. McConnell, who says he is undecided. insist on removing  Trump and disqualifying him from future office. 

What Do Trees Pray on Tu B'Shvat?

Can you imagine celebrating Tu B’Shvat from  the standpoint of The Trees of Planet Earth?  Not eating their fruit to stir our celebration, but celebrating their own needs and desires?   The Trees need Soil, Water, Sun, Air.  – and “Quintessence,” the Fifth Reality, Love.   How do we nourish them with each of these?

We can imagine how to nourish them, and we invite you to join us to learn how, in a collaboration between COEJL --- the Conference on the Environment and Jewish Life, led by Rabbi Dan Swartz   --   and The Shalom Center, led by Rabbi Arthur Waskow.  They will be joined by Rabbi Ellen Bernstein, author of the first widely used Earth-centered Tu B’Shvat Seder, Birthday of the Trees. There will be the music of the Trees as well.

The gathering will take place on Zoom and FaceBook Live from 8:30 pm to 10 pm Eastern (5:30 to 7 pm Pacific) on Thursday, January 28 --- Yontif Sheni, “HolyDay Second” of celebrating the Tree of Life. (We thought this unprecedented celebration of the Trees themselves  should have  its own unprecedented time.) 

To register, please click to: https://theshalomcenter.org/civicrm/event/info?reset=1&id=36

This event will involve a free-will offering: Give what you feel moved to give when you register. 

You will receive the Zoom link shortly before Tu B’Shvat. 

Get ready for Tu B’Shvat with this book:

 Trees, Earth, and Torah: A Tu B'Shvat Anthology

 Edited by Ari Elon, Naomi Mara Hyman, & Arthur O. Waskow

Presents everything you want to know about this holyday: how it has changed and grown over the last 2500 years. Stories and teachings from Torah, Talmud, Hassidism,  Zionism, Eco-Judaism. Poems, songs, art, comix, adult-level and child-level Seders for Tu B’Shvat. The book is available from the Jewish Publication Society at --   https://jps.org/books/trees-earth-and-torah/

Get ready for Tu B’Shvat with this Tree:

During the day Thursday, January 28, make your way, if you safely can, to a Tree outside where there is quiet.

Come close -- "Eytz chayyim hi, l'machazikim bah: A Tree of Life she is, for those who hold her close."

Let yourself feel Tree breathing out what you need to breathe in. Feel Tree breathing out in a still small voice: YyyyHhhhWwwwHhhh.  Feel yourself breathing in: Ehyeh, "I will be."

Now listen for what Tree is praying, not only breathing. What does it need, what is it asking for? Asking you, asking World?

Say aloud, to help you remember, what Tree is praying. Say "Ameyn," out loud.

When you are ready, go back inside. Jot down Tree's prayer.

Bring your note to the Seder Thursday evening. 

We look forward to seeing you, hearing you breathe, on the Second Day of Tree's BirthDay. Remember: Register at --

https://theshalomcenter.org/civicrm/event/info?reset=1&id=36

Shalom, salaam, paz, peace, namaste! --  Arthur 

Prayer & Action : First Steps toward Renewing Our Democracy

Action to Remove a Cruel and Dangerous Ruler

Dear folks (written at 4 pm Thursdaay, January 7), I am watching the Capitol, as I assume you are.  I don’t intend to make a “Case” for what needs to be done, because you know as well as I do. Just to suggest the mechanism ands details And to follow with a prayer to strengthen us as we invoke the Interbreathing Spirit of the world, the Breath of Life. 

 Not only for the symbolism, but for reality ---  to prevent further crime by  the President--  he should be impeached,  removed, and prevented (as the Constitution provides) from ever again holding any office under the United States,. As for us, the People, we should be demanding the impeachment  / removal processs of every Member of Congress.The phone number 1202-224-3121 is where to call for your Senator or House Member, as well as the home district of each Member. I urge each of us to call again and again.  (Residents of D.C. who have no voting representative could ask for the Speaker and for Senator Schumer.) 

Trump's promise Thursday morning to permit a peaceful transfer of authority is worthless. Not only does he lie more often than one can count, a democracy does not depend on the whims of a would-be dictator -- but rather on the power of the people. 

Any of our Senators or House Members who -- even after the attack on the Capitol -- joined the Trumpist effort to call for a fake post-election audit,  tell them to resign. 

After Trump has been removed from office,  he should be indicted for a myriad of crimes. If he commits another crime by pardoning himself, that should be ignored.  

Please share this letter and the prayer below, or write your own to all your friends. 

A Prayer  in Time of Coup & Insurrection

 You Who taught us 3,000 years ago that the only king we needed was the Interbreathing Spirit of all Life,

You Who when we insisted we needed a king instructed us  to limit the powers of a king,

You Who empowered yeomen farmers and taught us always to honor their own dignity,

You Who instructed Moses that every seventh year the whole people, even small children, should  assemble  to rethink the Sacred Teaching,

You Who inspired Ezra and Nehemiah to call on the People to vote on whether they would affirm the Torah,

Inspire us now, at this moment of great peril –

Inspire us with the strength to demand the removal of a ruler –

Who has shown contempt for Your Creation and Your People,

Who has acted with cruelty to mothers, fathers, and children,

Who has incited a violent mob to attack the place where our representatives gather to struggle toward our good.

 Inspire us to unite to affirm once more the sacred Image in our diversity

And to banish Cruelty, Subjugation, and Violence from the halls of leadership.

GEORGIA: You prepared for us a nourishing table, encountering our enemies:

You healed our head with justice;

You made overflow our cup of joy.

Yes! We seek to let loving-kindness, good action, move us

All the days of our life.

For we seek to live where the Breath of Life is at home

And so to lengthen the days of us all.

That is, of course my gently midrashic translation of part of the 23d Psalm. Let me turn from my rabbinic yarmulke to my Tevye cap as activist and the fedora of a US historian.

As I write, it seems clear that both a Black minister, Rev. Raphael Warnock ,and a Jewish documentary film-maker, Jon Ossoff,  have been elected to the US Senate from Georgia: the first in both cases.  Their election makes it possible for the first woman, first Black, and first Asian-American Vice-President to organize the 50-50 Senate in favor of the Democratic Party. (The media have not yet, as I write, “called” one of those senatorial  victories, and the victor’s opponent is sure to make every effort under the sun and under the sea to challenge him.)

 There is a specially sweetly pungent flavor of Healing to the table these elections prepare for us. According to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution (AJC), from 1877 to 1950 there were 588 lynchings of Black people in Georgia (second only to Mississippi). There was one lynching of a Jew, the only one in American history – Leo Frank, in 1915. He had been, despite little concrete evidence, convicted of the murder of a working woman in the factory in which he was among the managers. He was sentenced to death, had his sentence commuted because the Governor of Georgia doubted his guilt, and then was lynched by a mob made up of white Christians. During the whole case, though Black and white opponents of lynching rallied to condemn the lynching of Frank, there also arose some tension between the Black and Jewish communities, because the only other suspect was a Black man, and some of Frank’s defenders used racist rhetoric to absolve him.

So it is a deep healing that a flood of Black votes in Georgia elected a Black and a Jew to the US Senate. It is an even deeper healing that the two stood shoulder to shoulder calling for an end to racism and a healing of Earth and Humankind from the climate crisis. (It was not surprising but it was disgusting that some small but wealthy parts of the Jewish community tried to elect Republicans by condemning Rev. Warnock for his assertion of Palestinian rights – as if an assertion of those rights were antisemitic. Hundreds of rabbis and other serious Jews spoke out for Rev. Warnock.)

(See https://www.ajc.com/news/local/hundreds-more-were-lynched-the-south-than-previously-known-report/gOEGtsSud4utD6Uiqkx1LN/

And  https://history.msu.edu/files/2010/04/Nancy-MacLean.pdf)

If all goes well today inside and outside the US Capitol –- even though some Senators and House members are deliberately lying about the presidential election and some ultra-right-wing militant white supremacists are roaming the streets, all trying to muddy the clarity of President-Elect Biden’s legitimacy –-  then there will be at least the possibility of joint action by President and Congress to take steps to healour simultaneous macro-crises.

As I have said several times recently, I think it is both ethically crucial and politico-practically essential to address the pain, death, and despair of far too many rural and small-town neighborhoods and the pain, death, and despair of far too many big-city neighborhoods, with a nation-wide campaign of Green Co-ops focused on solar and wind energy. Whoever the people in those neighborhoods voted for, any honorable progressivism, any compassionate and just religion, must act to give their neighborhoods new life – and Earth new health.

The Georgia elections and their roots in transforming the past make possible a much more hopeful future – if we act. Especially if the faith communities act.

We must heal our hearts with justice;

We must fill our cups with joy.

Yes! We must let loving-kindness, good action, move us

All the days of our life.

Only then can we live where the Breath of Life is at home

Only then can we lengthen the days of us all.

              Shalom, salaam, paz, peace, namaste!  --  Arthur 

Deep Breath: New Year, New Call to Sacred Democracy

Dear friends,

 The Shalom Center begins the new “civil year” with the profound hope that our new Administration will help make this a far more civil year in politics than the last one.

 Even while we hope, we will ourselves act. We look at an honest picture of the truth: We are standing at the edge of a great abyss.  Where we are, is a crescendo of Cruelty and Subjugation. Some of us—like Pharaoh’s Army at the edge of the Red Sea – want to force and cajole us back into what has been “normal” --  being subjugated with a few perks of tasty garlic and onions. Some want us to take small “incremental” steps that will meet no one’s needs and do what small steps at the edge of an abyss do --simply plunge us into the abyss. And some of us – as we at The Shalom Center have done – are encouraging us to leap across to create a new society beyond paralysis.

 The constitutional structure we have inherited from an anti-democratic past did not, this past fall, deliver the necessary energy to leap the gap. The heritage of slavery is structurally slanted against democracy, and has not yet been transformed. Indeed, it informs many other versions of subjugation --  of the poor and more and more of what was the “middle class,” of women and GLBTQIA communities, of immigrants and refugees, of Muslims and perhaps of Jews, even of Earth our common home and mother.

The Electoral College is structurally slanted against democracy; the Senate is structurally slanted against democracy; and so is, for now, the Supreme Court – which has gutted the Voting Rights Act of 1965 and gutted a century’s worth of law restraining corporate and hyperwealthy interventions of money into election campaigns.

 A majority of Seven Million votes produced only a 50-50 balance of political power  -- paralysis.

 And it is now clear that this 50-50 balance is between one fairly normal mildly progressive political party not yet fully galvanized by an Earth-shaking planetary crisis --  pandemic, climate chaos, mass extinctions -- and a bitterly furious political current so desperate to hold power and prevent change -– especially change from being a corporate-controlled society with a male white Christian culture -- that it is willing to threaten its own state officials to get them to steal an election, as happened in a conversation between the President and the Secretary of State of Georgia just this past weekend.

We still have a couple of days to know whether the Senate will be able to legislate in a way that will even barely begin to meet our needs, or be utterly paralyzed by an attempt to prevent any forward action undertaken by a new President.

So what is our task at The Shalom Center? I believe we are called by the Spirit to map out how to leap across the abyss, not to fall into it.  That is what happened in that ancient tale of the Red Sea: We plunged ahead into the Unknown. Would the Sea split, or drown us? We did not know. Would it swamp Pharaoh’s chariot army, or let it through to subjugate us again? We did not know. Would the Wilderness sustain us, or starve us?  We did not know.

Here is what The Shalom Center plans: 

  • The Seventh Year of Shabbat Shabbaton, Sabbath to the exponential power of Sabbath, is by the Bible called “Shmita” or “Release.” Release for  Earth from being overworked and poisoned, “Release” for our society from worsening economic and political inequality and subjugation.
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  • That Seventh Year begins, according to the ancient count, this coming fall. It is the Bible’s version of the “other side” of the Great Abyss. It is what we may today call the Great Turning. We cannot simply imitate the Bible’s regulations. But we can welcome the Spirit’s invitation to work out our own new version.
  • Part of our Shmita task will be to heal Earth. There was more to the biblical Shmita, and we will add more as we celebrate our own -- addressing racism, the crush of debt, the need for public health, and more. Earth won't wait, as the pandemic, the fires, floods, and fanines, the asthma, insist. 
  • We can end the paralysis of fear and hatred that is preventing us from healing our neighborhoods, our country, and the great round Earth. We can leap past politicians to every American neighborhood to fund at the neighborly level solar and wind co-ops. We can save money, save lives, save dignity, save hope, heal Earth.
  • We do not have to choose between the Globe and the Neighborhood. We can meet the needs of both, give new life to both..   
  • How? By a Green New Neighborhood Campaign:  rural and small-town, big city and suburban. Climate Justice for every neighborhood, climate healing for Earth. 
  • The sacred festivals of every community were ultimately born from the love affair between our varied human communities and the dance of Earth, Moon, and Sun. Now Earth and human earthlings are suffering; how can we shape our offspring the festivals – the children of that love affair -- to heal us from our sickness? 
  •  Sukkot, Hanukkah, the Advent Season => Christmas, Passover and its younger sibling the Holy Week of Christianity, the moonth of Ramadan – how can they become public actions to heal climate, prevent pandemics, end extinctions? 
  • The Shalom Center will create and share prayers, liturgies, vigils, nonviolent actions, voter turnout practices that any cluster of people, any congregation, can use.

And we are already planning a Multireligious Training Institute for Climate Activists.

We promise to do what we can to stir to wakefulness the sleepy giant of American social transformation – the communities of faith. “We” means all of us who read this and the friends we share it with.  “We” will mean time, money, skill, passion, and compassion.   

What I have written here is only a sketch, a skeleton. We will put flesh on these bones, breath into these bodies. With the help of the great Interbreathing Spirit of the world, in all Their Names, we will take the practical prophetic steps to heal us from our suffering.

 Shalom, salaam, paz, peace, namaste! --  Arthur

Torah: The Grandchildren

In this week’s Torah portion, there is a unique biblical passage on the relationships between a grandparent and grandchildren (Genesis 48). In the biblical case, it was pretty one-sided. As myself a grandparent in a multisided relationship, I know how interesting, and how precious, that can be.

Grandpa Jacob, knowing his death is near, reenacts with a big difference his own long-ago history of reversing the fortunes of first-born and second-born sons. He had as a young man lied to his father, disguising himself as his older brother Esau in order to secure the first-born blessing for himself.

This time he calls for his son Joseph to bring his two oldest sons, Ephraim and Manasseh, and “adopts” them as his own, giving them a privileged place among Joseph’s other brothers. Then he blesses them both, putting his right hand (which in conventional ritual should have rested upon the older son), upon the younger – and his left had upon the older.

When Joseph protests that he has gotten it backwards, he shrugs off the warning. We can almost hear him saying, “Who are you trying to teach about older-younger transformation? I wrote the book about it!”

 

But then he gives them the same blessing, aloud. No lies, no cheating, no theft.  They know. And his blessing is that long long into the future, Israelite children will be blessed to be “as Ephraim and Manasseh.”  And even today, almost three thousand years after the story first was told, traditional Jews bless their sons with those words.

What do the words mean? Why do they come at the end of Jacob’s life and close to the end of the Book of Genesis? What happens to the rivalry of brothers in the rest of Torah and Tanakh (the Hebrew Bible)?

 

It seems to me that the reversal of brotherly fates is Torah’s first clumsy effort to enact social justice. Favoring the first-born son is not fair; so Torah tries to turn it around. But the result is long estrangement, until the older forgives the younger and they are able to be reconciled. Here Jacob short-circuits the long tension. The principle of social justice is upheld by his reversal of the blessing hands; the harsh price of long hostility is avoided.

Not that the rivalry itself ends; not only do many siblings in our own world find themselves at semi-war, but in the stories of King David’s family, many of David’s sons are at sword’s point. (in his biblical analysis King and Kin, Joel Rosenberg even argues that many of the tales of family struggles in the Abrahamic clan are rooted in the historical struggles among the sons of David.)

But the Book of Exodus turns the whole transformation of first-bornness in a totally new direction, indeed making the point of social justice inescapable. YHWH, the Interbreathing Spirit of the world, tells Moses (Exodus 4:22), “Israel is my first-born.” This is manifestly socially and politically not true; Egypt is richer, more powerful, bigger, older, smarter. But all this is to be overturned.

We are left with two profound questions: The grabby Heel “Jacob” who blessed his grandchildren with honesty and comradeship was the “Yisrael, Godwrestler,” who by learning to wrestle God made possible peace with his brother. Is it the bio-political People Israel that is God’s first-born, or is it the Godwrestlers of any and every people who bear the burden and the blessing? And is the goal of the blessing the triumph of second-borns over first-borns, or reconciliation – peace and love – between them? 

Torah: The Grandchildren

In this week’s Torah portion, there is a unique biblical passage on the relationships between a grandparent and grandchildren (Genesis 48). In the biblical case, it was pretty one-sided. As myself a grandparent in a multisided relationship, I know how interesting, and how precious, that can be.

Grandpa Jacob, knowing his death is near, reenacts with a big difference his own long-ago history of reversing the fortunes of first-born and second-born sons. He had as a young man lied to his father, disguising himself as his older brother Esau in order to secure the first-born blessing for himself.

This time he calls for his son Joseph to bring his two oldest sons, Ephraim and Manasseh, and “adopts” them as his own, giving them a privileged place among Joseph’s other brothers. Then he blesses them both, putting his right hand (which in conventional ritual should have rested upon the older son), upon the younger – and his left had upon the older.

When Joseph protests that he has gotten it backwards, he shrugs off the warning. We can almost hear him saying, “Who are you trying to teach about older-younger transformation? I wrote the book about it!”

 

But then he gives them the same blessing, aloud. No lies, no cheating, no theft.  They know. And his blessing is that long long into the future, Israelite children will be blessed to be “as Ephraim and Manasseh.”  And even today, almost three thousand years after the story first was told, traditional Jews bless their sons with those words.

What do the words mean? Why do they come at the end of Jacob’s life and close to the end of the Book of Genesis? What happens to the rivalry of brothers in the rest of Torah and Tanakh (the Hebrew Bible)?

 

It seems to me that the reversal of brotherly fates is Torah’s first clumsy effort to enact social justice. Favoring the first-born son is not fair; so Torah tries to turn it around. But the result is long estrangement, until the older forgives the younger and they are able to be reconciled. Here Jacob short-circuits the long tension. The principle of social justice is upheld by his reversal of the blessing hands; the harsh price of long hostility is avoided.

Not that the rivalry itself ends; not only do many siblings in our own world find themselves at semi-war, but in the stories of King David’s family, many of David’s sons are at sword’s point. (in his biblical analysis King and Kin, Joel Rosenberg even argues that many of the tales of family struggles in the Abrahamic clan are rooted in the historical struggles among the sons of David.)

But the Book of Exodus turns the whole transformation of first-bornness in a totally new direction, indeed making the point of social justice inescapable. YHWH, the Interbreathing Spirit of the world, tells Moses (Exodus 4:22), “Israel is my first-born.” This is manifestly socially and politically not true; Egypt is richer, more powerful, bigger, older, smarter. But all this is to be overturned.

We are left with two profound questions: The grabby Heel “Jacob” who blessed his grandchildren with honesty and comradeship was the “Yisrael, Godwrestler,” who by learning to wrestle God made possible peace with his brother. Is it the bio-political People Israel that is God’s first-born, or is it the Godwrestlers of any and every people who bear the burden and the blessing? And is the goal of the blessing the triumph of second-borns over first-borns, or reconciliation – peace and love – between them? 

"Subversive Prayer": A J Heschel on His Yohrzeit

The yahrzeit of Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel is 18 Tevet, and this year the date coincides with this coming Shabbat, Shabbat Va’yehi. As Chapter 6 begins of my new book Dancing in God's Earthquake : The Coming Transformation of Religion (Orbis), I quote three  brief passages from Heschel:

 “I felt as if my legs were praying.” (Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel, on returning from the Selma Alabama march demanding full voting rights for Black Americans)

 "The beginning of prayer is praise. The power of worship is song. To worship is to join the cosmos in praising God" (Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel) 

 "Prayer is meaningless unless it is subversive, unless it seeks to overthrow and to ruin the pyramids of callousness, hatred, opportunism, falsehoods. The liturgical movement must become a revolutionary movement. (Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel)

[This photo finds Rabbi Heschel with Rev. Martin Luther King in a prayerful moment with a Torah Scroll, at a public event of opposition to the US war against Vietnam.]

 Several chapters of Dancing in God's Earthquake are about sacred street action toward sacred justice. Chapter 6 is about “subversive prayer.” Truly to learn from a teacher is to crystallize what you have learned in some new reality. One form that I have found fruitful is this: For the Amidah, the murmured prayer in which we might take our “stance” by standing, by the lotus position, or perhaps through another posture as our stance in God, the prayer community scatters outside, each finding a tree to listen to.

At first the listening is for the breath the tree is breathing out – the oxygen we need, transmuted by the tree from the CO2 we have breathed into it. Then we learn to listen for the tree’s prayer. And then to rejoin the prayerful community to recite the tree’s prayer that we have heard. Bringing each tree into the minyan. For after all, could the minyan exist if the trees were not fruitfully breathing, praying?

Our tradition teaches that to honor a teacher, we may on his or her yahrzeit learn from the wisdom s/he has left.  For many subversive texts by and about Heschel to shake our assumptions about what prayer and action are, this Shabbat see https://theshalomcenter.org/treasury/52

Joseph: Tzaddik in the Dark?

IV  In the Dark: Joseph and His Brothers 

            Each year as the days darken into winter, the cycle of Torah readings returns to the story of Joseph and his brothers. It is almost as if the rhythm of the seasons were joining in the rhythm of the readings, to teach us that we are entering the dark side of the tradition.

          And the story darkens us, every time we read it.

             For the story of Joseph is one of ambition, envy, material power, slavery. Even darker: it is a story not only of slavery to men, but slavery to fate. It is a story of determinism, not of freedom of the will. And it is a tale of God's eclipse: never does Joseph have a clear and unambiguous conversation with God as did his forebears Abraham, Isaac, Rebekah, and Jacob. Darkness reigns above and in his life.

             To begin with, Joseph lives his life in a spiral of ambition. On two dimensions of the spiral, he moves forward to rule over those who had been his equals—and falls back when his equals take revenge. On the third dimension of the spiral, he is always moving "upward"—in the scale of the community he seeks to dominate. He starts out small, in his own family. His very childhood seems to be a conspiracy between himself and his father to see him as his brothers' overseer—and even his brothers join in defining him that way. First Joseph reports to his father on his brothers’ behavior. When he has some ambiguous dreams of his own power—the only dreams of his own that the Bible describes—his brothers and his father hasten to interpret the dreams as visions of his power over them. They teach him to think of himself as a boss or overseer. Then his father confirms the teaching by sending him to check on the brothers and report back. That is when they rebel, throw him in the pit, and sell him into slavery. Some overseer!

            But the training as a boss continues. On the second curve of the spiral, Joseph starts as a slave in the household of Potiphar in Egypt. But Potiphar soon appoints Joseph to oversee the house, subservient still to Potiphar but in charge of everyone else. Although Joseph found favor in his master's eyes, his master's wife cast her eyes upon him. She tried to seduce him.

             It is easy to imagine that this was only a trick, never a real seduction: a desperate, furious effort to overthrow an upstart slave. It ended as it was supposed to, with Joseph in jail. Just as the brothers had sold him into slavery, so she sold him with lies into prison. 

            And there, for a third time, Joseph becomes an overseer: the prison's warden puts him in charge of all the other prisoners. The prison prospers so much so that it be­comes the preferred place to imprison Pharaoh's own high officers. Here Joseph interprets their dreams, but he is so unloved that even the butler whose return to the palace he predicts does not lift a finger to get him out of prison.

            Finally Joseph gets his chance from Pharaoh himself, the father of his country. And Joseph, after years in prison, years of suffering and fury, does not hesitate: He has been an outcast and a foreigner long enough. He wants to be a powerful Egyptian. So he and Pharaoh agree to make him Supreme Overseer over all Egypt, Pharaoh’s chief servant who will turn all of Egypt’s yeoman farmers into cringing servants of Pharaoh. Indeed, Joseph volunteers to reduce all Egypt into one great prison‑house, and Pharaoh triumphantly accepts.

            What is the result? The people first harvest an abundance of grain, which they sell to Pharaoh's store‑system. But when famine comes, they must year by year give Pharaoh their money, their cattle, and finally their land itself, in order to get bread to eat and seed to sow the land with. Thus step by step, Joseph reduces them to sharecroppers and all the land to Pharaoh's property. The role he had been practicing and learning all his life is fulfilled.

            This time Joseph does the job so well that there is no one able to rebel and cast him into another slavery. Or so it seems until long after his death. When we turn to the early pages of Exodus and realize that the Jews have been flung into slavery by a Pharaoh who did not cherish Joseph, we may wonder whether the spiral has spun once again. Does the whole people suffer for Joseph's ambition?

            For this is not even ordinary ambition: it seems much darker.

             Indeed, as the Fabrangen read the story, some of us reacted with horror. Here we were in Washington in the early 1970s, sharing an ethic of solidarity against tyrannical power —the kind of power that could kill many thousands of Americans and Vietnamese in an endless murderous war, that could haunt and disrupt the lives of those they put on “enemies lists” because they worked for change.

             If we had come to Torah with a hero, it was Moses, who holds princely power but joins with slaves to strike down an overseer. Yet here we face Joseph, who does the reverse: a prisoner, he becomes an overseer to tighten slavery. At every step, Joseph is appointed to his power by someone yet more powerful than he and is ordered to rule over those with whom he might have felt some solidarity. His brothers, his fellow slaves in the house of Potiphar, his fellow prisoners, his fellow peasants in the land of Egypt—could he not have felt some solidarity with all of them? 

            He didn't.  As we Fabrangeners talked our way more deeply into the Torah story, someone muttered, "Kapo!" and a shudder ran through the room. The word comes out of the Nazi death camps. It was the word for a Jew whom the Nazis chose to police his own equals and comrades. The word got under our skin like a venomous splinter. Someone stirred: “I remember a terrifying poem that was written by a starving child in the Warsaw ghetto. This is how it goes:

 I want to eat.

  I want to rob.

  I want to kill.

  I want to be a German.

            "Isn't that Joseph?  So desperate not to be a prisoner that he wants to be a cop. So desperate not to be a Hebrew that he wants to be the second biggest Egyptian." Others half agreed. It seemed to be Joseph's need —  his life — to turn his very victimization into the tool for making others victims.

            But another Fabrangener burst out: "Let's keep our concepts straight. The kapos were complicit in mass murder. And that poem says, 'I want to kill.' Joseph didn't kill. He did the opposite: he saved the lives of all of Egypt's people. Maybe he wanted to eat badly enough to rob others of their land; maybe he wanted to be free badly enough to become an Egyptian viceroy. But kapo is an uncompromising word. A kapo he's not."

            Others joined a cautionary chorus. It is certainly true that Joseph's reading a prediction of the famine into Pharaoh's dream is what makes it possible to store up food against the years of famine. His grasping of power under Pharaoh makes the possibility bear fruit. And so both Egypt and his own family, the bearers of Jewish peoplehood, are saved from starvation. How can we ignore the jubilation of the Torah at the rescue of Jacob's clan from famine? As Joseph himself says when he reveals himself to his brothers: Was it not God's doing, the inevitable unfolding of God's will to save life, that the brothers sell him into slavery? Was it not God's will that through this channel of the pit and slavery he would become Viceroy of Egypt and save their lives?

            But others found this sense of inevitability the darkest aspect of the Joseph story: "Was this the only way to save the family? Wasn't Joseph free to choose another way?" For some of us, this sense of inevitability made it even clearer that Joseph belongs on the dark side of the tradition. For Joseph is a determinist, in a tradition that usually looks toward the free choice of good and evil by human beings. Joseph predicts disaster, in a tradition that usually does not predict but prophesies disaster—in the sense that a prophecy can be averted if the people change their ways.

            For Joseph's determinism is not just retroactive. It is not just that he tells the brothers afterwards that there could have been no other way. Joseph applies his determinism to the future, applies it to shape the policy of Pharaoh. Joseph the determinist triumphs when he interprets the Pharaoh's double dream: the dream of seven lean cows devouring seven fat cows and the dream of seven withered ears of grain devouring seven good ears.

             First Joseph says he cannot interpret the dream; he must ask God. But he does not wait to ask God. He rushes ahead to say that the double dream is a proof that the future is fixed and certain. He says there will—not might, will—be seven years of plenty and seven years of famine. He shows Pharaoh how to alleviate the famine—not prevent it. His power flows from that moment. The centralization of Egypt under the king flows from that moment.

             Could it have been different? Let us imagine—let us pierce between the lines to imagine—what might have happened if Joseph had asked God for guidance, and God had answered. Do we have any hint of what God might have said to do, in order to deal with the danger of famine?

             Yes. We have God's command of how to prevent famine in the Land of Israel. In every year, every landholding family must allow the poor to gather grain from the corners of the field; and in the seventh year the land must lie fallow and all debts must be forgiven. The seventh year? How instructive! Perhaps Pharaoh's dream should have been read to say: There will be seven years of plenty. If you reap all seven years, there will follow seven years of famine. If you rest in the seventh year, you will have enough to eat. If .

           What Joseph hears and what he creates is almost precisely the reverse of the process that God commands for the Land of Israel.

            True, that was not till sometime later; but it was not till later that someone asked God for a Teaching and listened when it came. The Teaching might have been available whenever anyone asked.

            True, that was not till someplace else; but what made the Land of Israel into the Land of Israel was precisely that people wrestled there with God. The Teaching might have been available wherever anyone wrestled. What makes Joseph the funnel of the descent into Egypt, into unredeemed space and unredeemed time, is that he is the first of the patriarchal families who never addresses God directly, who never asks or wrestles.

 

            What Joseph teaches Pharaoh in Egypt is like a photographic negative of what God teaches Israel at Sinai—dark where Sinai is light, light where it is dark.

 In the Teaching from Sinai, it is God who owns the land; in Joseph's practice, it is Pharaoh—who claimed godship for himself, who was a living idol. It is almost as if some dark vibration had come through to Joseph saying, "God should own the land"—so darkly that he grasped it, ''Pharaoh should own the land."

             In the Teaching from Sinai, the priestly tribe of Levi is the one group of Israelites who are to hold no land at all. The power they hold through the system of Temple sacrifice is to be checked by making them materially dependent on the tithing of the other tribes. But in Joseph's practice, the one group of Egyptians other than Pharaoh who end up still owners of their land is the priesthood. Thus in Egypt they have both spiritual and material power. It is almost as if some dark vibration had come through to Joseph saying, "The priests are special"—but he grasped it, "The priests alone must keep their land."

 

            The Teaching from Sinai prevents famine; Joseph's practice accepts famine and tries to limit its effects. The Teaching from Sinai radically decentralizes power into the families that share their gleanings and let their land lie fallow; Joseph's practice radically centralizes power into the hands of Pharaoh and his bureaucracy. The Teaching from Sinai frees the earth to make its own Shabbos, every seventh year; Joseph’s practice enslaves the land itself to constant work.

 

So all of Joseph's darkness and his sense of narrowness, unfreedom, focus in that moment of interpreting Pharaoh's dream.

             Joseph has no light from God, does not feel himself free to call on God, even though he wistfully remembers that it is God who interprets dreams. Joseph believes that history is not free to change: it has been given. Perhaps even God is not free to change. And the people are not free to save themselves: they must become serfs to Pharaoh if they want to live.

            Given no vision that would light a path of free choice, Joseph becomes a determinist, convinced there is no free choice. It is precisely out of this spiritual experience and conviction that he creates a national policy that abolishes freedom for the people of Egypt. They elevate Pharaoh to Godhead and accept the yoke of an unchangeable history— even an unchangeable succession of nature history in which come famine and plenty in a remorseless, regardless of what human beings do.

            Profoundly different from that teaching of the Torah that says: “Whether we act on what the SacredTeachings tell us is what determines whether the rains fall, the rivers run, our people eat in plenty — or the rains turn to poison, the rivers and the oceans flood, we starve.” A teaching so important that it appears in our prayer books just after the Sh’ma itself, when we listen to ourselves proclaim, “Hear! — Our God is One!”  What does God’s unity proclaim? That the earth is one, we are entwined with rain and soil, we are free to make decisions about the earth that then have consequences in our own lives — because we are indeed entwined with earth.

            But this is not what Joseph heard. For him the absence of spiritual freedom, the absence of personal psychological freedom, the absence of political freedom, the absence of freedom for the earth —all mesh.

             In Fabrangen we sat silent for a while, gazing outside into the wintry darkness. One of us mused, "It's not only the measures to deal with famine that are like a dark version of the tradition. Joseph is like a dark version of Moses. Joseph precedes the people into Egypt— Mitzrayim, “Narrow Straits” the Hebrew means. And then he brings them all in. Moses precedes them out, then leads them all out. Joseph goes from prison to the palace. Moses goes from the palace into exile. Joseph leads the people to material prosperity, but for hundreds of years in Egypt they hear nothing from God. Moses leads them out of the fleshpots and leek stews of Egypt, but he leads them to Sinai, and God's Self‑revelation."

             But finally one of us became impatient with the gloom outside and in. "Remember," he said, "the tradition insists that Joseph is a tzaddik, a righteous person. Not a kapo, not even an overseer, not even overly ambitious. A tzaddik. Is there anything we ought to learn from that?"

            What evidence is there that Joseph is a tzaddik? First of all, the tradition itself fastens on one fact: he refuses Potiphar's wife. Despite all the attractions of sex—perhaps especially for a young man far from home and friends, dazzled by sophisticated Egypt—despite all this, he refuses to commit adultery. Although God does not speak to him, he remembers what he has been taught about God's holy path of life.

            Second, Joseph cares for his father and his family—even for the brothers who have wronged him. He was willing to plunge Egypt into serfdom, but he insists on plunging his clan into prosperity. So his willingness to offer reconciliation may also make him something of a tzaddik. But some of us were still wary. If Joseph is a tzaddik, he is a tzaddik‑in‑the‑dark.

            Indeed, we realize that his determinism runs deeper than his mental outlook on the world. We have been thinking about him as if he had chosen the role of overseer — chosen it in the family, the house of Potiphar, the prison, the kingdom. But there is a profound sense in which Joseph never chose this role. His life had worn this groove into his being the way a needle wears a groove into a phonograph record: once a scratch appears, each circling of the needle digs it deeper, deeper. It is his father Jacob who first scratches this way of being on his life, by setting him above his older brothers.

            Or did it begin even earlier? Was Jacob acting out the history of his own childhood? The story in which his mother had chosen him to go beyond his older brother Esau, just as his father Isaac had been chosen by his father Abraham to go beyond his older brother Ishmael?  

            All these stories of supplanted older brothers we have seen as tales of freedom, reversals of the Fate that said an older brother was in charge. But perhaps at this point what began as an act of freedom, God’s freedom opening up new possibilities to human beings, has worn a groove that is no longer free. Jacob invites his son Joseph not simply to go beyond his brothers, but to stand above his brothers; to rule over them. He makes Joseph into his brothers’ overseer even though no Voice of God has decreed this. He responds only to a dream, a dream seen only by another’s eyes, spoken only by another’s mouth. He might have paused to seek from his own inner Voice, the Voice of God, some meaning for this dream. It might have been a warning rather than a directive; but he let the scratch on his own life dictate what he heard in the dream that Joseph dreamed.

             From then on, Joseph was a prisoner of fate. Indeed, long afterward he interpreted Pharaoh’s dream without pausing for God to give a free interpretation, just as he had seen his father do with him. The process and the content, the medium and the message, fused. Joseph’s father walked like an automaton down a path similar to the one Abraham and Isaac had walked with much more freedom; this automatic path led to domination, not transformation; and Joseph learned to think of himself as humble servant of an inscrutable fate, walking blindly through God’s fore-ordained drama.

 

            We turned to face ourselves: have our own family histories bound us inexorably to dramas of domination and submission? Is it true, as the Ten Commandments say, that the mis-steps of the parents control the lives of their offspring three, even four, generations into the future? What did it do to my mother and father that each of them went through the death of a parent when they were very young? Did they pass that suffering on to me? What are my struggles with my brother communicating to my children? My parents and I; my brother and I; my children and I — what can we do to dissolve these dictates, free ourselves from the tightness of the unchanging past?

            As we talked together in Fabrangen, slowly we realized: maybe what is most important about Joseph is precisely that he is a tzaddik who has been left in the dark. It is true that he does not address God, but it is equally true that God never addresses him. God leaves him in the dark—speaks to him only through dreams, those visions of the dark, and mostly through other people's dreams at that.

 

            Given no light to live by, Joseph tries to grasp the darkness, to walk firmly, not to stumble. He learns to turn the role of overseer, the role that might have degenerated into kapo, in the other direction—to the role of saving life. Although he turns Egypt into a plantation, he does not turn it into a death camp—and by his lights,he turns it into a plantation precisely to keep it from turning into a death camp.

             And at the moment of his dark triumph as the Grand Overseer, Joseph is able to let go of that role in dealing with his brothers: he is able to turn toward them in real reconciliation. It is true that even this moment burns with a kind of purple flame—for the brothers come down into Egypt, down into material wealth, down ultimately into slavery. And yet—and yet—if we are facing deepest winter, there may not be anything we can do but light a fire, however dark it burns.

             With all these threads, the Joseph story is weaving some darkness into Torah. Dark threads of fate, dark threads of central power. As we watch, those threads darken more and more of the fabric until, as the Book of Genesis ends, God's own Self goes into eclipse. 

            God disappears not only for Joseph, but for the whole clan and people. As Exodus opens, we realize that for hundreds of years the Torah itself has gone dark in Egypt. Winter outside, the Torah going dark inside the room.

             As one of us pointed out, the fit between the cycle of the reading and the seasons is no accident. The winter always comes. Darkness always falls. Exile always over­ takes us. How many of us have seen the Vision, heard the Voice? How many of us experience the world as freedom and ourselves as free, for more than a moment of our lives? Or ever? So the story may be teaching us how to live in the dark. That even in the dark it is possible to be a tzaddik. That even in the dark one must strive to be a tzaddik.

            Inexorable necessity: dark thread in God' s gift of a world where choice is free.

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