Sometimes, you are
closer to your destination than you might think.
In his wonderful
book about the Days of Awe, This is Real
and You are Completely Unprepared, Rabbi Alan Lew recalls a lesson that he
learned from the great Orthodox Rabbi Joseph Solovetchik. He notes: “If you are moving along the
circumference of a circle, it might seem at first as if the starting point is
getting farther and farther away, but actually it is getting closer and closer. The calendar year is such a circle. On Rosh Hashanah, a new year begins, and
every day is one day farther from the starting point; but every day is also a
return, a drawing closer to the completion of the cycle.”
If one thinks of
our fall holy day season as a kind of marathon, then Simchat Torah represents
the finish line—and it is within sight.
After the preparation of the month of Elul and the introspection of Rosh
Hashanah and Yom Kippur, we at last arrive at a time of pure and unabashed
joy. We exhale a collective sigh of
relief: we have been written and sealed in the Book of Life, the harvest is
secure—and now, at last, we can celebrate.
We dwell in the
sukkah for a week, enjoying the beauty of the natural world. And then, with Simchat Torah, we dance, we
sing, we stomp and swirl and carry flags and Torah scrolls. And amidst all this revelry, we welcome our
newest students with a ceremony of consecration. It is a raucous occasion; we’ve paid our dues
and now it is time to party. In the
words of Rabbi Michael Strassfeld, “Simchat Torah celebrates a Torah of pure
joy, a Torah without restrictions or sense of burden. . . It is a magical
moment when all that exists are God and Torah and ourselves. We throw ourselves into endless circles of
dancing and become time lost.”
The circle is,
indeed, the central image of the festival.
The Torah scroll circles back on itself, as we conclude the end of
Deuteronmy and begin again with the Creation.
Our circle dances
echo that circle of the text itself—and the circles that mark the journeys of
our individual and communal lives.
Many marathons
follow a circuit route: the finish and the starting lines are the same. So, too, in so much of life: we end up,
essentially, back where we began.
But what matters
is what we see and do along the way—the twenty six miles of the marathon, or
whatever the years allotted to us. “In
the beginning” God creates the world. At
Torah’s end, Moses dies. In between, in both
the words and the spaces, life is lived.
And then God creates the world anew.
Turn it and turn it, for everything is in it.
This marks my
final e-Torah for the cycle of the past year, and so I’ll leave you, as usual,
with a beautiful blues song—“Hourglass” from Patty Griffin’s spectacular 2019
self-titled album. Her words capture the
joy of this season with wonderful poetic imagery and deep feeling, as once
again we finish and start anew:
The hourglass never really runs out of
sand
You get to the end and you just turn it upside down again
It's like a book where the story never ends
The plot keeps turning around
I was dancing with my eyes closed
The music had me in a trance
Six o'clock in the morning came around
I was the last one at the dance
You get to the end and you just turn it upside down again
It's like a book where the story never ends
The plot keeps turning around
I was dancing with my eyes closed
The music had me in a trance
Six o'clock in the morning came around
I was the last one at the dance
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Next
week, I’ll start the new cycle of e-Torah, which will truly be just that—
E(nvironmental)-Torah. Each week, I’ll offer an ecological teaching
based on something in the Torah portion for the coming Shabbat. I look forward to re-reading the text through
“green” eyes and sharing insights with you all.
Meanwhile, Chag Sameach—a joyous Sukkot and Simchat Torah to
all.
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