Regret Me Not

As a ba’al teshuvah, I should feel more than ashamed for my past sinful ways, I should feel sincere regret. In other words, I should feel remorse for the way I lived my life, even though at the time, it was more or less like most of the peers my age in the secular world. What was typically viewed as normal teenage behaviors and activities for most of my peers, would be substandard by way of the values promoted by G-d’s kitvei kodesh (holy scripture).

I am currently part of a congregation, wherein we receive many orthodox and Hasidic visitors, especially over the summer. Sometimes, young Chassidic couples, newly married will spend Shabbat. This past Shabbat, one such couple was visiting; at lunch, they were seated nearby, across from the rabbi’s table where I sat. So, I was amongst several chasidim, including the rabbi.

I realized at some point later, that had I been raised properly, I could have been at the same level, so to speak, as the chasid sitting nearby. My cousins are chasidim who grew up in Borough Park. They are the descendants of my great-grandfather’s brother. So, two different lines of descendants from great-great-grandfather, who was a Chassidic rabbi, ordained, yet probably did not lead an actual congregation, although he was highly respected.

Two sides of the family, completely different because of assimilation on my side of the family and commitment to tradition on the other. Yet, there is a reason for everything, and G-d’s intentions for each individual play out according to that person’s circumstances in life, regardless of yearning, in retrospect, for the grass greener on the other side. A visiting chasid, several weeks ago, made the point clear in an elaborate way, that I do not specifically recall; however, yes, H’Shem arranges everything for the best, to promote the spiritual growth of the soul.

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Be Circumspect for the Sake of Others

B”H

“Hatred of other people, separates a person from the world.”

– Pirkei Avot 2

For the sake of clarification, separation from the world for the sake of leading a religious life is different from separation that results from baseness and hatred. In the sense that it is important to distance oneself from the secular world, in order to follow a higher calling, this will lead to kedushah (holiness), while still feeling connected to community, and G-d’s creation. There is no concrete monastic tradition within the framework of Judaism; yet, we are to remain a light in the darkness, without becoming swept up by gashmiyos (material concerns).

On the other hand, to bear hatred, resentment, or bitterness to others will bring a type of metaphysical ostracism, that might only be noticeable to the inner experience of the persons who stews in his or her negativity. I would presume to think that this is the gist of what the teaching mentioned above is meant to convey. A person with trenchant negativity toward others will bear an existential burden of feeling apart from humanity.

In light of this discussion, there is a certain burden to be borne, only by the person who knows his wrongs, especially in regard to how he may have treated others, perhaps, inadvertently, offending them, even if the person offended does not state so; yet, his or her body language or silence seems to glare with the offense. A mindful individual, who accidentally offends another person will have a twinged conscience.

I do not consider myself a bearer of hatred toward others; yet, below the surface of my social ineptness, perhaps, I am inconsiderate to the extent of being selfish. Loving oneself to the point of selfishness will inevitably create a conflict in any attempt to love others. This is especially true if the adage to love others as one loves himself is ignored. It is often the external behaviors that manifest, sometimes unwittingly that give us an idea of what we are truly like on the inside. To take an honest look below the surface of one’s persona is the mark of a mature individual on the road toward self-improvement.

Case in point, for myself, in regard to an interaction at seudah (lunch) after Shabbat morning prayers at the place of worship that I attend, about a week before the beginning of the Hebrew month of Tammuz. A few couples from out of town were visiting from different Jewish communities. When both locals and the visitors were finding their seats, I wound up wedged in a chair, without much room for leverage. I had made room for others on my left; yet, no one sat down in those seats. So, half-way through lunch, I moved one seat to the left to have more space.

It was only when I returned home that afternoon, that I recalled a saying from someone who was a guest at my parents’ Shabbos table many years ago. He had said that it is important to always think about how one’s actions appear to others. I had been sitting directly across from a Hasidic couple; when shifted seats, I was sitting directly opposite the man. It wasn’t until afterwards, that I realized the woman may had taken offense, even though Hasidim, generally don’t sit in mixed company. Even so, it may have appeared rude, as if I was moving for that reason, which would have been impolite, regardless of the decorum followed in the community they belong to.

For myself, I am conscience of seating arrangements for this reason, even though the community I attend has mixed seating for meals. (We have separate men’s and women’s seating in the sanctuary, as is the custom for an orthodox shul). I noticed that the woman, had her arms crossed for most of the rest of the meal, after I moved. Of course, this might be a coincidence; yet, my conscience was still twinged.

At any rate, I engaged the young man in conversation, because I have family where He and his wife live. The whole time my attention was focused on him, as if she was being excluded unintentionally. I realized, that if I had remain seated where I was, I could have spoken to him on the diagonal as it were, whereas, his wife would have felt more a part of the conversation. This may have all been in my mind, and not considered at all by either of them; yet, I would like to be as considerate as possible, and felt that I erred on this occasion. (Most people reading this, probably think that I’m obsessing about this social faux pas).

Additionally, after lunch, I was in the small library there, when the lights went out according to a timer. Another visitor commented to me that it was like when the lights dim at a movie theater. I immediately retorted by explaining that the lights go out at a certain time automatically. Of course, I should have realized that he would have known this, because he appeared to be an observant Jew. He replied that he did know this, and seemed a little disgruntled, as if I had insulted his intelligence. The truth of the matter, that in both of these cases, I am, in all likelihood, the only one that continued to be feeling bad about the situation. Hence, my efforts to improve myself should include being even more considerate of others.

A good heart may only be fostered over a period of years, ideally beginning in early childhood. As I grew up in a mostly secular world, I am still learning. Hence, below the surface of my consciousness, lurks some thoughts that are not so nice. It is challenging to diminish this kind of negativity, since it is deep-rooted, having never been truly influenced by a solely positive set of values. Bad habits are easily picked up from others, who may also not have been exposed to a deliberate set of morals to be inculcated for the benefit of the soul. Expressing kindness toward others had not always been my modus operandi.

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Heritage

B”H
March 24, 2020
erev 12 Nissan 5781

“Drink waters out of thine own cistern, and running waters out of thine own well.”

– Proverbs 5:15, JPS 1917 Tanach

The fountains of my youth were not the same as my ancestors; nor, did I approach the sanctuary of prayer in the same manner of reverence. Rather, time spent chasing waterfalls, that had their origin in waters not of a source close to the land of my forefathers, were the pastimes that stood between me and my G-d, preventing the proper reverence towards Him, that I should have at least had every Sabbath, when dressed in my finery to pay homage to the G-d of Israel.
How assuredly tragic is the entirety of a life assimilated to the ways of olam hazeh (this world), caught up in gashmios (materialism), without any sense of ruchniyos (spirituality). I speak for myself, as well as for others, who have not yet been called to return to the L-RD. I recently discovered that I am a fifth generation descendant of a chassidic rabbi; yet, only after many years of searching, and eventually returning to my roots, am I beginning to appreciate my heritage.
There is no other place of refuge, except within the shadow of the Shechinah, G-d’s Immanent Presence on earth, where He may still dwell within us (see Exodus 25:8), despite the rampant secularism that pollutes the waters of olam hazeh (this world). A life previously unexamined, like my own when I was a youth, mostly amongst my secular peers, will inevitably lead to a crossroads. As a returnee to the faith of my ancestors, I have already reached that crossroads; and, determined to stay on the derech (path) that I chose to follow, the road towards freedom through responsibility, commitment, and a higher purpose, I still struggle, even to this day, against the lure of secular influences.
Permit me to be more specific, since my language, no doubt, may appear to cast too great a shadow on the secular world. Even moreso than whatever might be considered to be “secular” or mundane, as opposed to “sacred” or even holy, I would write with respect towards those pastimes of my own, as well as the various activities that are counterethical to a life lived well in respect to the guidelines given to us from Above. For to live according to one’s own ways, without giving thought towards the Designer’s purpose for mankind, would only bring me deeper into the abyss, that I originally climbed out of, when G-d sent a helping hand to lift me out of the darkness.

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Renewal of Identity

Who I am today, could never have been imagined, in the mind of the person that I was twenty years ago. Nor, could I have known of the various changes in my life, that would bring me to my current identity, belief, and worldview. There is a Yiddish saying, Man makes plans, and G-d laughs. I have begun to laugh with Him, at this point in my life, whereas in the past, my heart was hardened against change. Especially, I was resistant towards the acceptance of unexpected changes in my own life.

Yet, to rise above the stance of viewing events within the framework of “cause and effect,” is to transcend the mechanics of the world, relationships, and chance. From a higher perspective, everything happens in accordance with G-d’s plan, ultimately for the good, regardless of the how’s, why’s, and a limited perspective that discolors the beautiful vessel being created. Namely, that vessel is made up of the elements of the earth, given a soul, and designed for an individually tailored purpose on this Earth.

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