The consciousness of homo religiosus is overflowing with questions that will never be resolved. He scans reality and is overcome with wonder, fixes his attention on the world and is astonished. . . . is the ultimate goal and crowning glory of the process of cognition of homo religiosus. p10These quotes capture the Rav's desire to focus our attention on the everyday world, on the here and now, on our own struggles and triumphants. He rejects any separation between the sacred and the secular -- all is one world in which we strive every day to understand and live out the will of God.
Homo religiosus is dissatisfied, unhappy with this world. He searches for an existence that is above empirical reality. This world is a pale image of another world. p13
Cognitive man, on the other hand, is not concerned at all with a reality that extends outside the realm of lawfulness . . . for the law is his goal, and lawfulness is always and only to be found within the context of concreteness. p13
I am person in search of God, who knows that God is in search of me and who recognizes that if I pay attention with enough love, creativity and imagination, we find each other at all times.
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
More quotes from HALAKHIC MAN
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Quotes from Rabbi Soloveitchik's HALAKHIC MAN
Halakhic man reflects two opposing selves; two disparate images are embodied within his soul and spirit. On the one hand he is as far removed from homo religiosus as east is from west and is identical, in many respects, to prosaic, cognitive man; on the other hand is a man of God, possessor of an ontological approach that is devoted to God and of a world view saturated with the radiance of the Divine Presence. p3
Halakhic man is not some illegitimate, unstable hybrid. On the contrary, out of the contradictions and antinomies there emerges a radiant, holy personality whose soul has been purified in the furnace of struggle and opposition and redeemed in the fires of the torments of spiritual disharmony to a degree unmatched by the universal homo religiosus. p4
Saturday, December 18, 2004
Reasons I Study the Talmud
However, I would like to share some notes I wrote awhile back on why I am drawn to read and study the Talmud.
I find it:
- a work of unimaginable dedication and commitment to God.
- a work focused on the particular day-to-day, moment-to-moment elements that make up life (obviously also many moments that don't make up my life -- temple sacrifices, etc.). It truly seems to avoid abstraction and focus on the particular.
- a work that accepts discord and multi-valent views of the world.
- a work that is basically INFINITE in its scope and depth and diversity.
- a work that stimulates intense interest today and has for 1500 years.
- a work that connects to the past and holds within it the explanations and explorations of God's will that have continued for over 2000 years.
- a work that can help me focus on and recognize the ever-present nature of God.
- a work of great creativity and imagination that can help stretch my mind.
- a work of which the study is a holy possibility and opportunity.
- a work that screams, shouts, contemplates and argues this basic fact -- "We are commanded!" This is something I deeply believe.
- a work large enough (a true sea) to welcome even an outsider in, who simply wants to enter and learn out of love
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
The Talmud, modern epic poetry and me.
I have long marvelled at modern epic poems like Charles Olson’s Maximus Poems, William Carlos Williams’ Paterson, Ezra Pound’s Cantos and Louis Zukofsky’s A. These works seem to strive to embrace the entire universe and history in their pages. In fact, they each struggle to create a world into which the reader can step into, if they are willing to and learn about themselves as they interact with this “epic” world. All subjects were possible, nothing was off limits for these writers.
While I enjoyed strolling through the pages of the Maximus Poems, and at times found wisdom and expansive ideas there, I also found much that I could not follow or thought was perhaps meaningless. Even though George Butterick had created a companion volume to Maximus that highlighted the references and connections, I usually thought, “Why am I doing this? Is it really worth the effort? Are there just a few gems in a mountain of dust? Has this work truly affected many lives? Does anyone still care about this work, other than a professor or two?”
My answer was usually that the general effect of Maximus was small and short lived, as I believe is true of the other poems mentioned above. But I really loved the breadth and depth of the work. Recently, I was wondering if other works were currently being written like these and even though I came upon a work, ARK by Ronald Johnson, I had an epiphany, a revelation . . . the Talmud.
For months now I have been regularly reading small snippets of the Talmud, Judaism’s great, seemingly infinite source of wisdom and law. This is truly a work that contains everything it. While I have just begun entering into it, it is clear nothing is off limits: food, birth, death, love, etc. And while the poetic epics where attempts to bring history into the poem, the Talmud is truly a work of history that took hundreds of years to create. In fact, when it is studied today, over a thousand years of commentaries are available for discussion. This work is “alive” and still living and breathing.
When one studies it, one is studying with all the commentators, one spans the centuries. One sits with Rava, Abaye, Akiva, Hillell, Rashi and Rambam and we all struggle together to understand God’s will, to understand the “four amos of the halachah,” to understand the whole world that is contained within. As the Rambam says, “The lone soul in the study hall poring over a Gemara, delving into the halachah, charting his own observance, he is the culmination of Creation.” What I love in this line is that observance isn’t left merely to the experts, the priests, the gurus, the lamas, the rabbis to explain or teach or define. Each person is commanded to study and to chart “his [or her] own observance.”
And so the Talmud is now for me the truly epic poem that is immensely alive and breathing and creating every day. It is studied, discussed and debated constantly by observant Jews, and so, why can I not walk through its pages discovering what I can find out about myself, God’s will and halakhic observance and in doing so begin or continue charting my own observance, which can only take place in the day-to-day world I live within.
A Poem -- New Halakha
but there is no home for me here
no place to simply rest
the loneliness is intense,
the depressed feelings of why I don’t do more,
why don’t I contribute more
the world cries in pain
and I sit and read the Talmud
and Rav Soloveitchik
deeply felt traditions, but
isolated, limited,
not expansive enough for me
perhaps that is what I desire
is something to hold me in,
to reign in my wild ride of exploration
yet with the understanding
that love of God, love of the infinite IS everything.
but the word “love” does nothing
to change things
what can change
all levels, all lines, all
scales of magnitude?
they are all changing all the time anyway
must we do anything,
or must we do nothing?
I sometimes feel that everything
rests on me, everything waits for me
to create something,
a new religion even . . .
don’t we need something new,
but not simplistic, not utilitarian,
but prayerful, hopeful, wonder-full
yet demanding,
demanding faith, devotion, conviction,
passion
passion of love and acceptance and dedication
not the passion of exclusion, isolation, righteousness
perhaps it is this passion, this devotion, this dedication
that I find within the pages of the Talmud and in
words of the Rav and in the restrictions of halakha
but can we create new halakha
that are not simply our own desires,
our own pleasures
but in some way honor
and demand a total commitment
of love and dedication?
a halakha that
“believes that there is only one world –
not divisible into secular and hallowed sectors –
which can either plunge into ugliness and hatefulness,
or be roused to meaningful, redeeming activity,
gathering up all latent powers into a state of holiness."
A Poem -- Wrestling with God
is one possible definition of the word “Israel”
Jacob’s new name after his match with
a man, a stranger, an angel . . . himself?
what an image
what an obligation . . . wrestling with God!
yet, if we listen carefully enough,
if we live deeply enough,
to wrestle to understand, to love,
to eventually surrender,
but not without a struggle
a struggle to grasp, to love,
to embrace . . . God?
* * *
in explaining a particular law of kashrut
the Rabbis tell of how the angel
“embraced” Jacob as they struggled
and so, dislocated his right hip
or
was it the right hip because
the stranger was a Torah scholar
to whose right Jacob first walked to show respect?
was he an idol worshipper . . .
we may never know,
but that won’t keep the Rabbis
and their students
from continuing to discuss and debate
* * *
in any case . . .
>
in our embrace of God
in God’s constant embrace of us
we are often wounded
and a part of us is
dislocated
as we explore ourselves and our limits
* * *
there’s nothing like struggling
with the infinite
to reveal
the revelation that is each of us
as we learn to wrestle with God from Jacob
perhaps we should also learn to ask for a blessing
as he did
a blessing for the life,
the passion,
the possibilities
of the struggle . . .