The 4 ‘centrics’ at the centre of everything

It sounds like a University Challenge question: ‘Name four words ending in centric.’ Well, these are the four which preoccupy me: theocentric, anthropocentric, biocentric and kincentric (I only learnt the last one recently). This begs explanation. The terms may sound abstract and airy-fairy. But what they mean to me isn’t just close to the heart and soul; it is the heart and soul.

‘Theocentric’ is the appreciation that the flow of sacred energy, the gift of divine life, is the core of everything, forming and reforming all that is, bestowing consciousness on all life, each being according to its particular nature, role and capacity. It is what Judaism’s most basic statement truly means: ‘Our God is one.’ That oneness inhabits everything, and the appeal ‘Shema, Hear,’ calls on us to heed it in all that is.

By anthropocentric I don’t mean that ‘man is master of all things’. I want to free the word, if that’s possible, from its well-worn associations with power and gender, and understand it instead as indicating our connection with and responsibility for our fellow human beings. Years ago I was invited to the Kirchentag of the Protestant Church in Germany. The strapline of the conference was ‘Ich sehe dich; I see you.’ It left me with the question: who don’t I see? Whom do I fail to notice? In tomorrow’s Torah portion Moses, raised in the Egyptian palace, ‘turns aside to see’ the sufferings of slaves. It changes his life. That’s what I mean by ‘anthropocentric’: widening and deepening our circle of compassion.

I’d come across the word ‘biocentric’ before, but I’ve thought about it more deeply since I encountered it in a critical sentence in Rabbi Adam Zagoria-Moffet’s inspiring book: A Spark of Total Darkness:

We have a responsibility to transform our thinking about religion from an anthropocentric obsession to a biocentric reality. (p. 59)

He echoes the wonderful lines by the scientist and poet Rebecca Elson

We astronomers…. Honour our responsibility to awe.

Rabbi Adam deliberately uses ‘anthropocentric’ in the limiting way I critiqued above in order to challenge us to stop caring only, and thinking God cares solely, about humans. All life is sacred. Neither Judaism nor any true spirituality can condone our destruction of other species. All life co-exists together on earth, and no life can exist without this coexistence. We must re-learn our place in the sacred ecology of existence. As the daily prayers say: ‘How great are your works, God; you created everything with wisdom.’

I hadn’t heard of ‘kincentric’ until my friend Dr Justine Huxley gave me her book: Kincentric Leadership: Cocreating with a living intelligent Earth. ‘Kin’ is related etymologically to ‘kind’ not just in its connotation of fellow species but also of ‘kindness’. To live kincentrically means more than acknowledging theoretically our interdependence with all life. It means expanding our consciousness and changing our conduct so that we co-exist in respectful awareness, humble partnership and compassionate connection with all life.

If we thought and lived in accord with these four ‘centrics’ how different everything would be! Justine Huxley quotes a sentence attributed to Sarah Durham Wilson:

The way you alchemize a soulless world into a sacred world is by treating everyone as if they are sacred, until the sacred in them remembers.

I’m trying to start with myself.

Facing my retirement with complex feelings

As I near the end of my time as Senior Rabbi of my Synagogue I feel complex emotions. I am deeply grateful for the wonderful New North London community and the hundreds of people who have enriched my life. I feel loss, bewilderment, and uncertainty about my future. But I don’t doubt my decision to retire, and have every confidence in the congregation’s future, with its caring and committed membership, dedicated lay leadership, devoted professional team and excellent rabbis.

I also have plenty of fight still in me, and will continue to work with energy and love for everything I care about through my continuing role as Senior Rabbi of Masorti Judaism and in the worlds of climate, nature and interfaith.

After more than a thousand contributions to Shalom NNLS, these are some of my last. I am glad my colleagues are taking over these weekly messages and am moved by their thoughtful words. I will continue to write regularly for Masorti Judaism; you can follow me at https://jonathanwittenberg.substack.com/, or you may have had enough. For me, this writing has been a kind of listening to my conscience and heart, a conversation with the many people who inhabit them, whose words and deeds have moved me.

After 38 years full time, and several as youth worker and student rabbi before that, I find myself reflecting back on how I felt all those decades ago. I was hesitant and afraid: Would being a rabbi eat me up? Would I cope? Would I love committees? Underneath it all was the deepest question: did I honestly believe in God?

Reality has answered those questions, but not in ways I’d foreseen. The privilege of rabbinical work has deepened me. People, with their joy, tears, griefs, fears and loneliness, have shown me inner spaces, both in themselves and in me, that I didn’t know were there. Listening has unlocked chambers of the heart I had never before entered. I hold there echoes of countless people’s words, resonances of love, wonder, anguish and sorrow, which I will garner carefully until I die.

As for God, I have found not answers but moments of response. Actually, that’s not true:  they have found me. I haven’t seen the light and had all my doubts resolved. You won’t find me preaching God at Speaker’s Corner.
I dislike dogmatic certainties and have little time for knock-down theological arguments. They frighten me. I have no answer to why there’s so much injustice, cruelty and destructiveness in the world, other than feeling sorrow and grief. But I somehow sense that God is sorrowing too, just as God takes joy in the trees, birds and animals, is present in every form of consciousness and resides in the human heart.

I’ve heard no great voices from heaven, and I’d be locked away if I claimed I had. But I have, just sometimes, overheard the still small voice of wonder and been chastened by awe. Such moments have evoked in me, as they do in others, a feeling of relationship and responsibility. I don’t question them; they question me: Are you there? Do you care? They tell me that I am answerable to something infinitely resilient yet infinitely vulnerable. They put in my heart the knowledge that I must not hurt, must never drive this sacred presence away.

I don’t need any more than this.

As for my question about loving committees, the committee making the decision is still out.

The Spirituality of Creation – a Jewish approach

‘Upon Three Things the World Stands:’

Simon the Just says confidently that the world stands on three things. But how securely does our world actually stand today? Given the climate and nature crisis, can we still take it for granted that, in the words of Ecclesiastes, ‘Generations come and go, but the world stands firm forever’? This essay, added for the second edition, explores the spirituality of creation and asks what we must do to safeguard and restore God’s world. These concerns are even more urgent now, and press far more relentlessly on our consciousness and conscience, than they did just three decades ago.

In The Hebrew Bible

The Hebrew Bible opens with a magnificent hymn to the glory of creation. The world is understood as God’s work, from the first light to the separation of land and ocean, the growth of trees and grasses, and the abundance of life, of fishes, birds and animals which fill the earth. Human beings are not created on a separate day from the other mammals, but as part of the continuity of becoming, pointing to the kinship and interdependence of all living beings. The account is not an empirical description and should not be discredited as failing to be scientific. In the words of the great twentieth century rabbi and mystic, Abraham Isaac Kook,

‘Everyone knows that the creation is one of the mysteries of the Torah, and if all the statements are merely to be taken literally, what mystery is there?’

However, he notes nevertheless that:

‘The theory of evolution… is more in harmony with the mysteries of Kabbalah than all other philosophical theories.’ 1

Rather, what the opening chapter of the Bible communicates, briefly, simply and with great beauty, is that the world is God’s work and everything in it deserves and demands our respect. As the Jewish mystics saw it, the Torah begins with the all-important teaching that the earth is created and sustained by the sacred divine energy that flows unceasingly through all life. That may be why so many, who struggle with the idea of an interventionist God who rules over history and determines our destinies, feel moved in the natural world by a deep sense of awe and wonder.

The flow of Jewish life, the daily liturgy, the weekly recurrence of the Sabbath and the rhythm of the Jewish year all constantly remind us of the preciousness of creation. The morning prayers emphasise how God ‘made all things in wisdom.’ The weekly Sabbath recalls the completion of this work, and, with its commandment to refrain from all labour, ensures that the day is set aside for the appreciation and honouring of God’s world. On shabbat we are reminded that ‘the earth is the Lord’s.’ (Psalm 24:1) Just as on the Sabbath work on the construction of the holy tabernacle in the wilderness had to cease, so must we refrain from labour on Shabbat in order to remind ourselves that the whole world is God’s temple. 

The Hebrew Bible repeatedly shows a close awareness of the natural world. Its authors intimately knew the bird and plant life around them, the trees, the domestic and wild animals, and even the insects, from the ants to the threat of locusts. They understood all too well the devastating impact of droughts and the blessings of sufficient rain in its due season. They saw the weather as the divine instrument of reward and punishment for human conduct, as stated in Deuteronomy: ‘If you listen to my commandments… I will give the rain of the land in its due season.’ But if we fail to listen ‘God will close the heavens and there will be no rain.’ (Deuteronomy 11:13, 15) Nowadays we generally regard meteorology and theology as entirely different subjects and are apt to dismiss the notion that our actions might affect the weather. But our entry into the Anthropocene era forces us to reconsider whether the climate might not after all be, at least to some degree, a response to how we behave.

To be a human is to bear responsibility for God’s world. What is required of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden is paradigmatic for all times and places. God commands them ‘to work [the earth] and keep it.’ (Genesis 2:15) ‘Working’ in Hebrew carries the connotation of reverence, even worship; ‘keeping’ indicates honouring and obeying God’s laws.2 We are thus called upon to show deep respect and care for the home we share with all life. The instruction to Noah to take two of every species with him into the biome of the ark can be seen as symbolic of the challenge facing our generation to preserve biodiversity and prevent extinctions, as the floods of climate change threaten to engulf us.

Specific commandments in the Torah mandate respect for non-human life. It is forbidden to ignore an animal which has collapsed under its load or which has been lost by its owners. (Deuteronomy 22:1-4) It is not permitted to take a mother bird together with its eggs or fledglings; she must be allowed to go free. (Deuteronomy 22:6-7) The great biblical commentator Nachmanides (1194 – 1270) understands this as injunction against any action which could lead to the collapse of a species. The rabbis summarised the laws concerning animals as a prohibition against all forms of cruelty. They expanded the Bible’s injunction against cutting down fruit-bearing trees even in times of war (Deuteronomy 20:19-20) to include all forms of needless destruction and waste, pithily expressed as the principle of bal tshchit, ‘Do not destroy’. ‘Do not destroy my world,’ the rabbis warned, ‘because [if you do] there is no one who can come after you to repair it.’3 These rules form core principles of Jewish environmentalism today.

Nowhere is it made clearer that the earth belongs to God that in the context of the Sabbatical year, when the land must be left fallow and all produce must be shared with the poor, with refugees and even with the domestic and wild animals. The seventh year is a cyclical reminder that no one has outright ownership over the land, because ‘the earth is Mine,’ says God. (Leviticus 25:23) This is the opposite of the what the prophet Ezekiel sees in Pharaoh, who’s attitude that ‘the Nile is mine and I made it,’ ultimately leads to the destruction of Egypt. (Ezekiel 29:3) Pharaoh can be understood as the prototype of the extractive profiteer who cares nothing for the devastation left in his path. Despite the challenging verse in Genesis commanding humans to ‘conquer the earth and fill it,’ (Genesis 1:28) often pointed to as the source of exploitative anthropocentrism, the Hebrew Bible emphasises over and again God’s sovereignty over creation and our duty to honour it, down to the everyday details of how we treat all our fellow creatures on earth.

But to be human is not just to be held responsible; it is also to be privileged to experience the majesty and wonder of the world. The beauties of the created world give us joy in times of hope and offer us solace in hours of distress. In ‘answering’ Job out of the whirlwind, God does not respond to his challenge to explain the injustices he has suffered or address any of his burning questions. Instead, God confronts him with the glory of nature, from the heavenly constellations to the ocean’s depths, in a pouring forth of magnificent poetry. Though unanswered, Job is satisfied, as perhaps we may be too in times of, albeit less radical, trauma, when the melodies of small streams, the shelter of the trees and the birdsong bring healing to our spirits without any explanations of the whys and wherefores of our suffering.

Mishnah and Talmud

The rabbis of the Mishnaic period, from a generation before the common era to the close of the second century CE, were deeply connected to the land. They debated in detail how domestic animals should be cared for on the Sabbath, since the commandment to rest applied to oxen and donkeys as well as their owners. During the autumn festival of Tabernacles, prior to the prayers heralding the winter rains, they pleaded, in a moving litany recited to this day, for ‘man and beast, the renewal of the earth, the planting of trees in desolate lands; for powerful rains to bring healing and life to forsaken places.’ 4 They knew all too well the impact of droughts, locusts and pests, establishing an entire order of fast days to plead with God to intercede and protect us from them.5 They saw the blessings and curses of good or bad harvests as heaven’s reward or punishment: God’s judgment was executed through a good or bad grain crop at Passover and by plenteous or meagre fruits on the trees following Pentecost. The rabbis well understood Ecclesiastes’ warning that ‘Even a king is subject to the soil.’ (Ecclesiastes 5:9)

They established a structure of blessings, including for the most basic actions such getting up in the morning, eating and drinking, and visiting beautiful places or sites resonant with history. When one smells scented flowers, one blesses God ‘who creates fragrant herbs.’ When witnessing lightning, one acknowledges God ‘who fashioned the works of creation.’ When one goes out into the fields in the spring month of Nissan and sees flowering fruit trees, one thanks God ‘for creating good trees for people to enjoy.’ This is God’s world, and we enjoy it not by right, but as a gift, a precious but fleeting privilege.

The Talmud has no time for the culture of entitlement. In a striking passage, it insists that ‘whoever benefits from the things of this world without saying a blessing is to be considered as if they had committed the sin of misappropriation.’6 This is a reference to the biblical transgression of inadvertently using items belonging to the temple for one’s own purposes. (Leviticus 5:14-16) Notably, it’s a sin about lack of recognition. Whereas the Torah specifies only the unintentional misuse of objects belonging to the tabernacle, the Talmud metaphorically extends this prohibition to the whole world, implicitly likening all creation to God’s temple: we are not allowed to derive benefit from it without according its true owner due appreciation. Addressing the question as to what someone should do who has committed this wrong, the Talmud instructs them to ‘Go to a sage and learn the blessings.’ The meaning is not just that we should study the appropriate forms of words, but that we should deepen our consciousness and stop taking the gifts of the world for granted. Indeed, one interpretation of the Hebrew word for blessing, berachah, connects it with bereichah, a pool of waters, suggesting that to recite a blessing is to acknowledge and give thanks for the flow of sacred energy that gives life to creation.

The Talmud understands the ‘Works of Creation’ as a divine mystery, to be studied only among the initiated. In a remarkable passage, it describes how the first century sage Rabban Yochanan ben Zakkai is approached by one of his closest disciples to impart the divine secrets. He sits down beneath an olive tree and covers himself with his garment, because ‘the presence of God is with us, and the ministering angels are accompanying us.’7 The trees around them begin to dance, singing the words from the Psalms, ‘Praise God from the earth,’ and the angels join in. Perhaps we should read the account today as a humbling evocation of what it feels like to be smitten by sacred wonder.

In The Chapter of Song, a tractate attributed to the Mishnaic period but likely to be of later authorship, every part of creation, the elements themselves, the rivers and seas, and many kinds of birds and animals are all understood to have their favourite scriptural verse and their special music. The earth itself declares, ‘From the ends of the land we have heard melodies;’ the trees say, ‘Then shall the trees of the forest make music before God who has come to judge the earth,’ while the birds sing, ‘Even the swallow has its nest for her fledglings.’ A recent translation subtitles the work ‘The Symphony of Creation.’8

An eleventh century prayer for the Day of Atonement by Rabbi Elijah ben Mordechai beautifully catches these hidden melodies of creation, if we are attentive enough to hear them:

On high all is holy, below all is blessed; the waters are mighty, the rivers cry out; the earth is melody, the trees make music; the mountains dance, the hills sing; every ear hears and every mouth gives praise.

If only we perceived the world in this manner, how much less heedless we would be!

Maimonides

Following the Bible’s warning that ‘no one shall see me and live,’ (Exodus 33:20) and the rabbinic understanding that God’s mind is unfathomable to human thought, the great philosopher and legalist Maimonides (1138 – 1204) stresses that, while it is impossible for human beings to comprehend God as God truly is in God’s own self, we do have the privilege of being able to know God’s works. The more deeply we study and respect them, the closer we come to fulfilling the commandments both to love and to fear our God. Such study begins with the endeavour to comprehend the physical world, from where it extends into the domain of metaphysics.

In the Mishneh Torah, his seminal code of Jewish law, Maimonides asks, ‘What is the way to the love and fear of God?’ before answering:

When one contemplates God’s great and wondrous works and creatures, and from them obtains a glimpse of God’s wisdom which is incomparable and infinite, one will straightway love, praise and glorify God, and long with an exceeding longing to know God’s great name… Pondering these matters, one recoils affrighted, realising that one is a small creature, lowly and obscure, endowed with slight and slender intelligence, standing in the presence of God who is perfect in knowledge.9  

Love and fear lead us into a kind of emotional dance: love draws us forward in wonder, fear makes us step back in awe as we behold the majesty of creation.

Though Maimonides stresses the role of the human intellect in apprehending God’s works, he regards all forms of life as significant in their own right:

It should not be believed that all beings exist for the sake of the existence of humankind. On the contrary, all the other beings too have been intended for their own sakes and not for the sake of anything else.10

Focussing on the laws in the Torah concerning the treatment of animals, he explains the prohibition against slaughtering an animal and its mother on the same day in terms of animal sentience:

There is no difference between the anguish humans and animals feel, for a mother’s love and tenderness towards her child is not dependent on the powers of reason, but of the imaginative faculty [that is, the emotions].11

In this way, he precedes Jeremy Bentham by many centuries in appreciating that the key question is not whether animals can reason, but whether they can suffer. In a similar vein, many centuries later, Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook suggested that behind the seemingly inexplicable commandment not to wear garments made of wool and linen together, there might lie the concern that, whereas no pain is involved in harvesting flax, shearing the wool from a sheep or goat might cause the animal hurt:

Man, in his boundless egocentricity, approaches the poor cow and sheep. From one he seizes its milk, and from the other, its fleece…. There would be no impropriety in taking the wool were the sheep burdened by its load; but we remove the wool when its natural owner needs it. Intellectually, we recognize that this is a form of theft — oppression of the weak at the hands of the strong.12

Creation is thus central to Maimonidean spirituality: we respect God’s commandments by treating all life with compassion; we deepen our understanding of God’s works by studying God’s world, as a stepping stone to higher speculation. The Jewish mystical tradition takes these principles a significant step further.

Kabbalah and Hasidism

The Talmud notes that the words ‘God said’ are repeated ten times in the opening chapter of Genesis, if one includes ‘In the beginning’ as the first of God’s speech acts. The Jewish mystical tradition understands these ‘Ten Utterances’ not as once-off pronouncements but as ongoing speech acts, indicating the unceasing flow of sacred vitality through all creation. The words in the morning service are therefore to be taken literally: ‘God renews every day the works of the beginning.’ The world is unceasingly sustained by the divine speech; were that flow of energy to stop, all life on earth would end. The Zohar, The Book of Splendour, the central text of Jewish mysticism, expresses this through the image of a tree with its roots in heaven and its branches and twigs reaching down to earth:

The world to come cares for this tree all the time, watering it and preparing it through its work, crowning it with crowns, never at any time withholding its streams. Faith depends on this tree…13

At the core of Kabbalah is the understanding that creation is an act of emanation, the descent, rung by rung, of divine energy, which eventually becomes garbed in material form in our physical world of objects and actions. Yet, though concealed, God’s presence remains immanent within all things, flowing through everything and bestowing consciousness on all forms of life according to their nature and capacity:

The essence of divinity is found in every single thing – nothing but it exists. Since it causes every thing to be, no thing can live by anything else. It enlivens them; its existence exists in each existent.14

Thus, creation is not only God’s work, fashioned by God and then left, as it were, to its own devices. Rather, God’s presence remains immanent in all things; God can be found within everything that exists. According to the cosmogonic mythology of Lurianic Kabbalah, sacred sparks of divinity became scattered throughout the earth following a cataclysm in the process of creation. Here they lie, concealed within all things. The task of the human beings is, in the phrase popularised by Hasidism, ‘to raise up the sparks’: that is, to develop our spiritual sensitivity through study, meditation and good deeds, so that we become aware of these sparks and reunite them, through our consciousness, prayer, and good deeds, with the supernal God.

This is remarkably expressed in a passage written in 1942 by Kalonymus Kalman Shapira, known as the Rebbe of the Warsaw Ghetto, whose teachings, buried by their author, were discovered in the ruins of the city after the war and published posthumously:

God is one and God’s Word is one…As that Word cascades down the chain of emanations, it branches into two modes. One mode is the Divine Speech, which summons creation into being. [The other mode is God’s revelation in the Torah, but both modes are ultimately one]. This Speech, imprinted in the natural order, causes the sun to shine by day and the moon by night. So, when an individual makes the ascent, conjoining in unity with the voice of God in the Torah, such an individual hears the sound of the Torah [ie the voice of God] from the world as a whole: from the chirping of the birds, the mooing of the cows, the voices and tumult of human beings… 15

Hence when we listen mindfully to nature, we not only deepen our knowledge of God’s works, but actually hear, and enter into relationship with, that aspect of the voice of God manifest within each tree, bird or animal. For, as the Zohar puts it, ‘There is no place free of God’s presence.’ In an earlier work, Rabbi Kalonymus marvels at our inability to apprehend this divine voice, the flow of sacred energy, in all creation:

Scripture says, ‘You are deaf, hear!’ (Isaiah 42:18). The essential thing is not to be deaf, but to listen. For one who listens to how all created beings above and below testify and declare that God is one and God’s name is one will not separate himself from them; such a person too, together with them, will, in every deed and actions, constitute an affirmation and testament that God is one.16

The awareness of the sanctity of all life, of the oneness of the spirit which flows through all being, and of the kinship which unites us, obliges us to rethink our attitude to everything. There can be no such thing, certainly no such living being, as mere commodity. Nothing deserves our carelessness, let alone our contempt. This is brought home in the chastening anecdote concerning the Hasidic rabbi who reprimanded his son for mindlessly tearing leaves off a tree and crushing them in his fingers:

“How do you know that your ‘I’ is more precious to God than the ‘I’ of that tree?” he asked him. “True, you belong to the domain of the human, and the leaves to the domain of vegetation. But both are filled with God’s holy spirit.”

The story constitutes a radical challenge to the anthropocentric assumption that man is master of all things, and suggests that, important as we humans are, we must see ourselves as only a small, interdependent part of the sacred divine work in which we are not entitled to assume that we have priority of value.

So where are we now?

In a speech delivered in 1993, just days before he died, the moral philosopher Hans Jonas warned that

The latest revelation – from no Mount Sinai, from no Mount of the Sermon, from no Bo (tree of Buddha) – is the outcry of mute things themselves that we must heed by curbing our powers over creation, lest we perish together on a wasteland of what was creation.17

There is a challenging eloquence to this ‘outcry of mute things’: the planet is in fact neither silent nor passive; it’s screaming at us in wildfires and torrential storms. Yet it’s proving tragically, disastrously, possible to remain deaf. We cannot afford such heedless indifference. In the daily prayers we ask God to open our hearts ‘to understand, take note, listen, learn, teach, preserve, carry out and fulfil.’ We urgently need to do exactly that; we must rethink our habits and change our behaviours. But in order to so, we must restore and deepen our spiritual attentiveness. In the words of the contemporary theologian, Arthur Green, we need a faith:

unafraid to proclaim the holiness of the natural world, one that sees creation, including both world and human self, as a reflection of divinity and a source of religious inspiration.’18

David Seidenberg, also a contemporary mystic in the Hasidic tradition, goes further, arguing in his ground-breaking Kabbalah and Ecology that not just humans but all creation bears God’s image. In a telling footnote, he argues that perceiving the world differently will lead to exercising our skills and powers differently too:

When the sacred guides our seeing, science readily becomes a way to open up to the world, rather than to control the world, just as understanding becomes an expression of humility, to “stand under” something, to listen and to wait faithfully upon it.’ 19

Decades earlier, Albert Einstein expressed a similar need to rethink our place in creation, but in plainer, less theological language:

A human being is part of the whole called by us “the universe,” a part limited in time and space. We experience ourselves, our thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest – a kind of optical illusion of our consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us… Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of understanding and compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of Nature in its beauty.20

Deepening our consciousness has to go hand in hand with changing our conduct. The rabbis of the Talmud admired those who engaged in study in order to become learned. But they reserved their deepest praise for those who followed their learning through into action. Once we become more attentive to creation, the practical commandments to eschew destructiveness and cruelty and instead to respect, revere, restore and protect God’s world become intuitive, urgent, almost involuntary responses, commanding both our heart and our hands.

We cannot continue the same as before; there is no way to escape our custodial responsibilities for creation. The challenges are immense. But we must not allow ourselves to be intimidated, to succumb to feelings of powerlessness at the scale of the task. The words of the second century Rabbi Tarphon remain as apt as ever: ‘It is not your duty to complete the work, but neither are you at liberty to desist from it.’ (Chapters of Ethics, 2:16) Judaism believes in Teshuvah, the possibility of rethinking and returning, and affirms the possibility of Tikkun, the capacity to repair and restore.

In his beautiful book Is A River Alive? Robert MacfarlanecitesE O Wilson, a pioneer of contemporary ecology. Wilson refers to the current era not as ‘The Anthropocene’ but as ‘The Eremocene’, from the Greek eremos meaning ‘an isolated place’:

‘The loneliness Wilson had in mind … is the silence of a mute planet on which the speech, song and stories of other beings have become inaudible because extinguished.’21 

This contrasts sharply with an ancient rabbinic insight:

All of the trees, plants and spirits that dwell in nature would converse with one another. The spirit that lives in the trees and nature would speak with humankind, for all of the beings in nature were created for mutual companionship with people.22

It is to this understanding of creation as profoundly interdependent that Jewish spirituality calls us to return. Entrusted into our care despite all our failings, it is up to us to protect and preserve God’s world, with reverence and respect.

  1. Abraham Isaac HaCohen Kook, cited in Feliks, Yehuda: Nature & Man in the Bible: Chapters in Biblical Ecology. The Soncino Press. 1981, p. 2, p. 6)
  2. Davis, Ellen F: Scripture, Culture and Agriculture: An Agrarian Reading of the Bible. Cambridge University Press, 2009, p. 29-30
  3. Kohelet Rabbah 7:13
  4. The Daily Prayer Book of the United Hebrew Congregations of the Commonwealth, 4th edition, 2006, p. 717
  5. Mishnah Ta’anit, ch. 1-3
  6. Talmud Berachot 35a
  7. Talmud Hagigah 14b
  8. Perek Shirah: The Symphony of Creation, with commentary by Rabbi Daniel Worenklein, Feldheim Publishers, 2012
  9. Maimonides: Laws of the Foundations of Torah, 2:2
  10. Maimonides, Guide for the Perplexed, Part III, Ch.13
  11. Maimonides: Guide for the Perplexed, Part III, Ch. 48
  12. Otzarot HaRe’iyah vol. II, p. 97; https://www.ravkooktorah.org/KEDOSHIM58.htm
  13. Zohar III 239a-b
  14. Moses Cordovero, Shiur Komah 206b, quoted in Daniel Matt: The Essential Kabbalah: The Heart of Jewish Mysticism, Castle Books, 1997, p. 24
  15. Cited in Polen, Nehemia: The Holy Fire: The Teachings of Rabbi Kalonymus Kalman Shapira, the Rebbe of the Warsaw Ghetto. Jason Aronson Inc. 1994, p. 131-2)
  16. Rabbi Kalonymus Kalman Shapira: Derekh Hamelekh. Family Publication.1994, p. 205
  17. Hans Jonas: Mortality and Morality: A Search for the Good after Auschwitz, ed. Lawrence Vogel. Northwestern University Press, 1996. p. 201-2
  18. Cited in Hava Tirosh-Samuelson: Judaism and Ecology. Harvard University Press.  2002, p. 4
  19. David Seidenberg: Kabbalah and Ecology: God’s Image in the More-Than-Human-World. Cambridge University Press, 2015: note 1020, p. 310
  20. Cited in Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee: Spiritual Ecology: The Cry of the Earth. The Golden Sufi Center, 2013, p. 182
  21. Robert Macfarlane: Is A River Alive? Penguin, Random House UK, 2025. p. 92
  22. Genesis Rabbah 13:2

 This essay is published in English with the kind permission of Julia Enxing and Klaus Vellguth, co-editros: Gemeinsam Schöpfung sein. Schöpfungsspiritualitäten in Europa im Dialog (Creation Spiritualities in Europe in Dialogue), Matthias-Grünewald-Verlag, Ostfildern 2025.

Jews and Halloween???

Walking past spooks, spiders, cobwebs (bird traps – please don’t!), skulls, crossbones and pumpkins with my dog Nessie yesterday, I thought I’d research what Jews have to say about Halloween. More fool me! I’d no notion how much there’s out there.

First a caution: anything about spirits touches deep places. Judaism teaches that the soul survives death. We pray for our dead to be ‘bound in the bond of eternal life.’ We’re admonished to leave them in peace. I’ve a memory, strange, vivid, of the spirit of Lore, my mother, just after she died in hospital, appearing for a half-second, less even than a moment, in the corridor of our house in Douglas Park Crescent, and gesturing goodbye before vanishing forever. So I’ve deep respect for everything concerning our beloved dead.

But about Jews and Halloween I knew nothing. As a Scot, I should have realised the date derives from the Celtic festival of Samhain. Pronounce this if you can: “Oidhche Shamhna theirear gamhna ris na laoigh.” It means that on Samhain night, calves become stirks, (beast aged six to twelve months). Samhain’s when summer turns to winter. The harvest’s in, the long indoor hours have begun, food will have to be rationed. The veil between our world and the spirit world is thin, and souls revisit their erstwhile homes.

Later, Halloween became Christian, just as in Judaism ancient dates are overlaid with Jewish history. But if Halloween’s origins are agricultural and pagan, does Judaism forbid participation?

‘Definitely!’ writes Rabbi Michael Broyde: Halakhah, Jewish law prohibits both “idolatrous customs” and “foolish” practices. Halloween may be foolish, but it’s not idolatrous, argue others: it’s just American, like Thanksgiving. It’s “harmless fun.” (See Kveller Magazine for more)

No doubt that’s why there’s so much kosher Halloween candy: “Creepy Peepers —each wrapped in a cartoonishly bloodshot eyeball foil wrapper; Dr. Scab’s Monster Lab Chocolate Body Parts, bags of fingers, ears, eyeballs and mouths, strangely milchig, rather than fleishig.  There’s even a line in Halloween Fair Trade Kosher. (See Edmon Rothman in JTA for more)

So what does the rabbi say? You certainly wouldn’t have found me sending my children out tricking and treating. But would I inveigh against others? There’s a rabbinic tradition as old as the Talmud about not wasting your breath when people aren’t going to listen anyway. And there are worse things to object to.

Yet here’s some Jewish advice.

Pumpkins: next year, grow them for the Succah. Let’s have a ‘best pumpkin for the shul Succah’ competition.

Trick-and-treat: Hang on until Purim, when you can be treated with halakhah on your side. And remember: ‘trick’ doesn’t mean threatening to throw eggs at someone’s window if they don’t give you Quality Street or Heroes. It means ‘party-trick’, like offering a short song or performance. If you can’t wait until Purim, Chanukkah geld is a respectable interim.

Spirits: As Sam Glazer beautifully writes, we have our own harvest festival, called Succot, when we too welcome spirits in the form of the Ushpizin, the souls of honoured guests like Abraham and Sarah. So from now on keep a nook for your spook in your Tabernacle. (See The San Diego Jewish World for more)

As for me, will I stock up on kosher sweets in case gangs of kids come knocking on the door (some might even be from my own community!)? Probably. Because I hate seeming mean, and even the mere thought that someone might think ‘Mean Jew’ cuts horribly deep.

But you won’t catch me lighting my Shabbes candles inside a pumpkin when Shabbat comes in tonight.

PS: My excuse for writing this? I live with heavy themes week after week and sometimes it’s too much.

The journey of Teshuvah

The full moon of Elul has passed. I missed the eclipse, but went outside late at night and stared for a few moments at the circle of red haze which surrounded that moon in the clear night sky. It was beautiful, but flushed, as if it wanted to illumine a whole and perfect world, but, looking down at our deeds on earth, felt shame. It struck me then that this moon was an emblem of Teshuvah.

Elul is the month of Teshuvah, repentance and return, an inner journey which becomes more intense through the Asseret Yemei HaTeshuvah, the Ten Days of Penitence from Rosh Hashanah until Yom Kippur which will soon be upon us.

Yesterday, strangely, I heard the same question posed in two entirely different context: Does one have to repent for actions one did not do out of choice but because one was forced? As Daniel Taub, formerly Israel’s ambassador to the Court of King James, pointed out in a deeply touching talk last night, the legal answer may be ‘no’, but the emotional and moral answer is ‘yes’.

That’s because teshuvah is motivated not just by ‘What have I done wrong?’ but also, or even more so, by the feeling: ‘If only the world wasn’t like this; if only it was better.’ For teshuvah is about looking up as much as looking down. We may think of it as driven by guilt, but in truth it’s motivated by love. It’s compassion and love of life that makes us feel in our heart, and not just think abstractly in our head, ‘This gift of life, this beautiful world! We must not damage it so!’

That’s why the Torah teaches that teshuvah is an opening of our heart and soul. It brings us back to God, and God back to us, because it restores our awareness of how precious and sacred, yet vulnerable, life us. It awakens our love and compassion.

It’s that very love that makes us feel pain that the world is so wounded when it could, and should, be so wonderful. That’s what Primo Levi described, recalling the expressions of the first young Russian horsemen to approach the fences of Auschwitz, as ‘the shame a just person experiences… that evil should have been introduced irrevocably into the world of things that exist, and that [our] will for good should have proved too weak…’

Several times this year people have told me they feel ashamed. I won’t go into details. But I recognise the feeling. It bothers me sometimes in the supermarket, when I throw things into my trolley knowing that I’ve no idea out of what poverty or labour these products may have reached the shelves. It pains me when I see a smashed-up badger by the roadside. It sticks in me when a refugee, standing in my kitchen, tells me how and where his family were murdered. What horrors have we inflicted on innocent life? There are times I’m ashamed of being a human.

But teshuvah must not stop with shame. It must lead us to tikkun, healing and reparation. It must bring us to the question: ‘What can I do? What is the particular contribution I can make in this world full of wonder, and wounds?’ So many people answer in ways I deeply admire: ‘I’m helping with food rescue.’ ‘I’m baking challah for friends who’re having a tough time.’ ‘I’m in a group taking children who’ve faced trauma on therapeutic nature trails.’ ‘I play in a volunteer band, for displaced people, and in bomb shelters when the sirens go off.’

The love, the sorrow, the desire to make reparation, the commitment ‘This is what I’m determined to do’ – that is the journey of teshuvah.

The summons of the Shofar

Elul is the month of preparation, of awakening, when the shofar is sounded succinctly each morning, before it cries out in one hundred protestations on Rosh Hashanah:

Even though it is sounded simply by decree of the Torah, there is an implied meaning in the shofar’s call: ‘Wake up, you sleepers, from your sleep, you who slumber from your slumbers. Search your deeds… Remember your Creator.’ (Maimonides: Laws of Repentance 3:4)

The first note of the shofar is Tekia, a sustained and aspiring outpouring, as if to say, ‘Listen! This is an amazing world. Consider that tree, sustaining the lives of so many birds, giving shade through scorching days. Hear the sound of the longed-for rain as it falls on the leaves. Watch the moon fade away as the dawn sun brightens. Pay attention as the birds sing out their homage at twilight, while the orange horizon deepens into red. Melo chol ha’arets kevodo – All the earth is full of God’s glory.

But how this world is broken. ‘Shevarim, fractured, in pieces,’ observes the shofar. ‘Why did you have to flee?’ we ask our guest from Afghanistan. ‘Because they murdered my brother.’ I switch off the news; I can’t bear hearing any more about drone attacks and bombed-out buildings. I don’t want to know that yet again a climate target has been missed. I go down the street to the nearby woods for solace: who dumped that pile of cans and plastic bottles, as if the world was our rubbish heap?

Teru’a; weep!’ cries the shofar. ‘Yelulei yalel,’ explains the Talmud: ‘sustained sobbing.’ We must go deeper than anger and frustration; we must open our heart to the hurts and the tears. That young woman, she’s crying for her husband who won’t be returning, won’t open the front door and lift up their youngest, who comes running towards him, in a great hug. But not now, don’t cry now; she must hide her grief from the children. ‘All our tears are gathered at the New Year, all our anguish, all our pain,’ wrote Rabbi Kalonymus Kalman Shapira, known subsequently as the Rebbe of the Warsaw Ghetto. ‘They become disembodied,’ pure outrage, pure weeping. They ascend to the throne of God, who hears because the anguish of the world is close to God’s heart.

Therefore no, don’t despair! Teki’a, calls the shofar: take strength! Remember the sacred spirit that flows through all life! Remember life’s wonder! Listen; that bird, it’s a cuckoo come back from a three-thousand-mile journey. It’s here again. And we’re still here. We shall regroup, repair, rebuild our faith, our spirits, our world. We shall find the energy. We shall never surrender our souls, our vision, our determination, our hope. We shall heal the world, and if not the whole world, if not even this country, then at least this small corner, this tiny portion of infinite, sacred life with which we are entrusted, for which we are responsible, right now.  

Thus, day by day the shofar calls to us, cajoles us, summons us, inspires us, until its great outpouring on Rosh Hashanah, the renewal of creation.

Why small things matter

Tomorrow is the first of the month of Av. I’m never sure how to call it because, to the best of my knowledge, it’s the only Hebrew month which has two obvious names: simply Av, and Menachem Av – ‘Av the Comforter.’ I’ve often wondered which name to use when.

The Talmud says that when Av begins, our joy is diminished, (in contrast to the spring month of Adar, when our joy increases.) I remember saying to Gabi, my beloved Israeli uncle x-times-removed who always has a melody under his breath and wise words on his lips:

‘A sad month, this Av, isn’t it?’
‘Only until the 9th, the fast of Tisha Be’Av,’ he quickly replied, ‘After that, it’s Menachem Av, all about consolation.’

So the ‘comforter’ aspect is from the 10th of the month onwards.

But this year I’m starting early. That’s because we need consolation in order to keep going; we urgently need to be people of healing and repair, and there’s no time to waste.

Tisha Be’Av is about destruction: the Temples, the communities destroyed in the Crusades, the expulsions, book-burnings, slaughters. It’s not because there’s no devastation in today’s world that I’m thinking, ‘we’d better start the healing now.’ It’s because there’s so much destruction, done to us, done around us, some done by us, that it’s unbearable, and I can scarcely face thinking about it. Nobody needs me to go into details. It’s because it’s all too much, that’s why I’m stressing: ‘Menachem – Be a comforter – now.’

Don’t think: ‘I can’t stop the wars, so what can I do?’ Don’t be disempowered. ‘Little’ things count. If you can send a kind message to the family of a hostage, do. If you can contribute to get food to Gazan children, or anyone hungry anywhere, do. If you can cook a meal for a friend who’s sick, do it. If there’s a parched tree nearby and you can nurse with water through the summer heat, do it. If you can say a thoughtful word to someone you’ve had a disagreement with, do it. There’s no such thing as ‘too small to matter.’

The ‘little’ things we do can inspire others. ‘I asked my Palestinian doctor how his family were in these horrible times,’ a Jerusalem friend told me. ‘You’re the first Jewish patient to ask,’ he replied, and went on to relate how, in a North American street, he saw some teenagers humiliate an elderly Jew while hundreds stood around, and he, a Palestinian, intervened.

‘The British Lady’s Slipper Orchid survived in only one location,’ two leaders of the charity Plantlife told us. ‘But forty people helped germinate seeds and now it’s back in the meadows.’ You could say, ‘What’s that do for the troubles of the world!’ But plants are part of God’s creation, and who knows what comfort their beauty may bring. Heather Jones, an NHS nurse, writes in Plantlife’s magazine how her colleagues spend long hours in high-tech environments where mental and physical depletion can lead to burnout. But nature lifts the spirits and restores hope, so she’s rolling out healing in nature to all the healthcare professionals in her region.

I’m not writing about these ‘small’ acts out of romantic unrealism, to deny the devastation in the world, but in order to keep myself going, to keep on the side of healing and consolation.

I often think of TS Eliot’s line in The Wasteland: ‘These fragments I have shored against my ruins.’ Those fragments are my Menachem Av, my comforters. They’re the acts which sustain us daily, bring us closer to each other and give hope. They’re what we’re here on earth to do. At the end of each day, and, I believe, at the close of our life, they will gather round us, look us in the heart, and say, ‘You tried.’

Kabbalah and Counting: the mystical qualities of the Omer

I remember walking across Jerusalem looking for an Omer-counter. I wanted something both beautiful and mystical.

Omer’ is a measure of quantity, apparently equivalent to 2.2 litres, and refers to the offering of barley harvested on the night after the first day of Passover. But it’s come to mean the period of forty-nine days which links Pesach to Shavuot, the festival which marks freedom from Egypt, to the festival which celebrates the freedom to receive and follow the Torah.

I found what I wanted not in a boutique for religious artefacts but in an olivewood workshop. Olivewood has age and depth, resilience and beauty. My counter showed not just each date from ‘one’ to ‘forty-nine’ but, in tiny writing in the bottom corner, the kabbalistic quality of each day.

Today is the thirty-third day, Lag Be’Omer, celebrated as the date when the plague afflicting Rabbi Akiva’s pupils in the first or second century ceased. Mourning is suspended, music is permitted, bonfires are lit, and, most practically, if I have a free moment, I can finally get a haircut – so long as the barbers in this very Jewish borough of Barnet aren’t all booked out.

But what about that small writing in the corner of the counter? It’s hard to explain briefly, but each week of the Omer is dedicated to a kabbalistic quality: first hesed, loving kindness; then gevurah, strength; tiferet, truth or beauty; netzach, triumph or endurance; hod, humility; yesod, foundation; and malchut, sovereignty. Each separate day focusses on a specific quality within its week, guiding a detailed emotional and spiritual journey towards trying to hear God’s words now as once they were heard at Sinai.

Today’s quality is hod she’ba’ hod, humility within humility.

My teacher, Rabbi Louis Jacobs, liked to share the Hasidic teaching that everyone should have two pebbles, one in each pocket. On the first should be inscribed the Mishnah’s words, ‘The world was created for my sake.’ On the second should be the verse, ‘I am but dust and ashes.’ Wisdom is knowing when to take out which pebble.

I used to think that ‘dust and ashes’ was about humility, while seeing the world as ‘all for me’ was the opposite. But that’s wrong. Wonder is also humility: ‘Notice this magnificence, this intricacy, diversity.’ Nicky says her day is made if she sees a kingfisher.

In such moments, ‘for me’ doesn’t mean ‘aren’t I special,’ but rather, ‘what a privilege to be alive and see such beauty.’ ‘Dust and ashes’ doesn’t mean ‘I’m rubbish,’ but rather, ‘I know I’m mortal, so how treasured this brief privilege should be.’ Together the pebbles lead us neither to pride nor self-deprecation, but to the question: ‘How can I best care for life, my life, other’s lives, any life, in all its fragile vulnerability?’
 
As Arthur Green writes in A Kabbalah for Tomorrow: ‘Hod is the other side of wisdom, the self that bows before the mystery of what is as it is, the self who submits to reality and rejoices in doing so.’

I witnessed this when I served in the chaplaincy at the local hospice. After complex emotional journeys, perhaps through hope, anger, grief, regret, many people reached, in dying, places of appreciation. I’ll never forget the man and his wife to whose room I was called to share a prayer even though I’d never met them. ‘Tell us a verse about life’s wonder,’ they requested, ‘because together we have loved it.’

That’s hod she’ba’hod, humility, gratitude and graciousness woven together. I hold on to their words in these cruel times like a rope to climb up the cliffs of anguish to the green plateau of hope.

Beautiful Prayers from the Talmud

My Talmud class has been going for almost 40 years; it’s been a stable feature throughout my rabbinate, ‘Thursday mornings at 9.30,’ and I love it. Luckily, many of the participants love it too, and some have been there for all, or almost all, that time.

As anyone who studies Talmud knows, some passages are difficult, some are intense with a logic hard to unpick, some are morally inspiring, some are ethically challenging, lots are full of issues we still struggle with today, some spring straight from the page to the heart, and some are simply beautiful.

It was such a section that we hit upon yesterday, Berachot 16b – 17a, a daf, or page, about peace and hope which we fortuitously arrived at on the anniversary of VE Day, and amidst the troubles that beset our people and our world. The passage consists of the supplications that rabbis of the Talmud would add after they had completed their amidah, their obligatory communal prayer. Their words reach out to us across almost two millennia because what they longed for then, we long for too today.

Rabbi Elazar used to say: ‘Our God, may it be your will to cause love, fellowship, peace and friendship to dwell wherever we are apportioned.’ Perhaps even then communities were known for their fractiousness. Or maybe, as I prefer to believe, Rabbi Elazar was only reflecting back to God the comradely reality he experienced around him, together with the wish that it should continue thus.

He adds a stirring thought which none of the other rabbis include in quite the same way: ‘May our heart, when we rise in the morning, be filled with longing to experience awe before your name [and presence].’ Sometimes, when the alarm goes off, one gets up still weary, with a headache, not quite all there, or anxious. But on certain mornings, as dawn breaks a deep sense of wonder fills one’s spirit, as if, as the Zohar puts it, one’s soul had been taken by God on a visit to the Garden of Eden in the night.

Rabbi Yochanan’s prayer is more down to earth. He beseeches heaven to take note of how grim human life and the lot of the Jewish People can be, and calls on God ‘to clothe yourself in your mercy, garb yourself in your might, cover yourself in your loving kindness, gird yourself with your graciousness, and summon your qualities of goodness and humility.’ It’s as if there’s a conflict even within God: be tough with the world, or gentle and forbearing? Be kind to us, God, Rabbi Yochanan pleads, just as one’s partner might say during a bad patch: ‘I just need you to be nice to me today.’

Rabbi Chiya’s prayer is different again: ‘May it be your will, God, that your Torah be our occupation and that our hearts don’t become depressed or our vision darkened.’ Those words are so simple, and so close to the bone: Down here on earth it’s hard to keep our spirits up, so help us maintain a sense of hope and purpose and guide us in your Torah’s laws of justice and compassion.

‘What’s the take-away?’ one of the participants asked me after we had studied those prayers. Part of me wanted to answer, ‘Plus ca change! It was the same old world back then as it is now.’

But there’s a better response. Those teachers, immersed in Torah, well understood the challenges of the human condition and faced their difficulties with honesty, courage, and the hope that, somehow, the world would be guided by God in the direction of harmony and compassion.

That’s why their supplications speak to us today, not just as if they were, but because they truly are, our own.

Finding the Light

‘She always saw the best in people.’ ‘He had a gift for finding the good in every situation.’ How I admire people like that!

I’m speaking on the phone to Matthew Biggs, of Gardener’s Question Time Fame. He’s not been well. He tells me that when he’s having treatment, he stares out of the hospital window and sees where daffodils could be planted and thinks what it would mean to others to have a truly beautiful space to look at while waiting anxiously for therapies or results. Then he describes exactly what he’s doing to make this happen.

That’s the essence of Chanukah, which now draws near. It’s about finding the light in any situation. When the Maccabees re-entered the Temple precincts after a long and bitter war, they must have encountered an utterly dispiriting sight: everything in ruins, everything holy contaminated and broken. But, in the Talmud’s words, ‘they searched and found one single vial of inviolate oil’ with which they lit the Menorah so that it burnt for a week and a day with a wondrous, sacred light.

We commemorate this miracle ritually by lighting our Chanukah candles. But we live it through how we see the world. Time and again our eyes are drawn to destruction; media and social media thrive on disaster, anger and hate. But there are other ways of looking.

For example, during Covid there were nature-lovers who wrote in chalk the names of the wildflowers that grew through the gaps in the paving stones and walls. There were nurses who, helpless to do more in the loneliness of lock-down and knowing what love means, sent their patient’s family their own mobile number, put their phone to the ear of a sick husband and father, and enabled those who loved him to say goodbye.

Such people manage to see midst the bleakness life’s sacred light. Today, in these tough times, with the world so full of destruction, it matters that we do likewise. God’s light resides in all that lives; it’s up to us to see it.

But seeing it is not enough. The Talmud has a motto: Ma’alin bakodesh: in sacred matters we go up, not down. That’s why on Chanukah we don’t start with eight candles and descend, night by night, to just one, even though this makes sense since the quantity of oil in the Menorah lit by the Maccabees must have got less and less. Instead, we follow the School of Hillel and start with one light, ascending, night by night, to eight.

Ma’alin is a causative verb: it means not just ‘go up’ but ‘raise up’ and applies not just to Chanukah, or religious rituals, but to all of life. When we encounter what’s holy, we must try to raise it up, and, as the Hasidic Master taught, however hidden, repressed and neglected, an inextinguishable spark of holiness resides in all life. The challenge is first to see it, then to nurture it, cup our hands around it and let its flame rise up.

This applies even to little Iggle, the tiny baby hedgehog carefully nursed back towards its survival weight by my wife Nicky. It applies, too, to the ancient chestnut tree for which a friend campaigned until the council relented from cutting it down. Nothing living is so small that it doesn’t matter.

It applies all the more to children, orphaned, hungry and heart-broken, in terrible wars in which their only role has been to suffer. Can we do something, anything, that brings, food, healing, hope even to just one of them, wherever they are in the world?

Chanukah is not just about the miracle of the light that was. It’s about the light within all life that waits for us to find it and raise it up. That’s how we create hope, and the hope we bring always illumines hope in others too.

Get in touch...