Saturday, August 13, 2016

Making Pieces into Mosaics: Tisha B'Av and Our World Today

     Pieces of shattered tiles sit scattered around the floor, the result of a hard days work on Tisha B'Av. These tiles served as a reminder of the shattering impact of the loss of the Temple and the tragedies that followed, and also the beginnings of a new creation, a mosaic beginning to take shape out of the brokenness of the world and of the day. Last summer, I spent Tisha B'Av at Camp Daisy and Harry Stein working with campers and staff of all ages to grapple with the challenges of Tisha B’Av. We spent part of the day decorating tiles, which represented the things, we loved most in or lives, and then shattering those images. This was no easy task, both logistically or emotionally for the campers, or for our staff. However, the result of the program was sincere and meaningful. By shattering tiles and engaging in conversation, I renewed a process of reflection on this solemn day beginning to rethink my narrative for Tisha B’Av. 

      I did not begin to process what Tisha B’Av meant to me as a Jew or as future rabbi until my first year of rabbinical school in Jerusalem. As my classmates and I went through the day, I reflected on my own practice and what remembering the loss of the temple and losses of the Jewish people meant to me in the 21st century. How could I take this day, this solemn day, to reflect on our shared history, on my losses, and on the challenges facing our world today? At the time, I began by exploring the practices related to Tisha B’Av; a light fast from big meals, not wearing leather, not wearing my tefilin or tallit in the morning, etc. These were all very practical steps to understanding my relationship to Tisha B’Av, but they were by no means deep and thoughtful. Last summer, at Camp Stein, I was forced to begin this type of reflection, even though my introspection was put off for the cultivation of reflection in others. 

     This year, while reading the book of Eicha, I was reminded of the words of one of my classmates, Sam Pollack “The purpose of prayer or the intention of prayer is related to kavanah, but not in terms of our sincerity of even the meaning of the words, but rather in the direction of our prayers, direction outward to the world, inward towards ourselves, to God, or to connect with those around us.” What is the kavanah behind what we do on Tisha B’Av? Why even observe the holiday? As liberal Jews, we don’t see the need to rebuild the Temple. We even call our houses of worship, our Betei Knesset temples. So, how can Tisha B’Av be relevant for Reform Jews, most of whom do not necessarily know much about the fast day or of its observance at all? 

     Recently Rabbi Elyse Goldstein, a Reform rabbi in Toronto, wrote an article for The Times of Israel titled "Why I'm not fasting on Tisha B’Av." Instead of fasting or observing the holiday in any traditional fashion, she suggested that she would work on building a better Israel, a better state through advocacy and social justice. A number of my rabbinical colleagues in the movement responded with praise for her article. I, on the other hand, felt conflicted. While I rejected her argument out of hand, based on educational models of historical, experiential education which did not seem to delve into the meaning of the holiday itself, at the same time, the direction she hoped to take Tisha B’Av, the kavanah, and her interest in tikkun olam related to the holiday showed promise. But, why reject fasting and the physical or spiritual observance of Tisha B’Av? Why not supplement one’s observance with tikkun olam? Why not have both?

     I have always been in favor of compromise, of finding a middle ground. As I read Eicha this year, it was impossible for me not to be reminded of the challenges the state of Israel poses for me, but I was also struck by how broken my home country feels as well. I recognize that I hold Israel to a high standard, but I hold my own country to the same standard, and I see the words of Jeremiah echoing throughout all the world; the words seeming far to fitting for the current situation in Syria and countries across the globe. Whether we fast or not, whether we observe Tisha B’Av in a synagogue or in a Temple, at home, or all, Jeremiah’s words in Lamentations can still ring true for us today. We must find a way to return to ourselves, to call out to God to remember what has befallen us, our country, and our world, to cry out for redemption!

 














“But You, O Lord, are enthroned forever, 
Your throne endures through the ages.
Why have You forgotten us utterly, 
Forsaken us for all time? 
Take us back, 
O Lord, to Yourself, 
And let us come back’ 
Renew our days as of old!” (Lamentations 5:19-21)

    For me, there is value in traditional observance. For me there is value in seeing Tisha B’Av not as simply a day which remembers the fall of the Temple in Jerusalem, but which reminds us to recall our own failures, our own needs to return to ourselves, to redirect our prayers or intentions in the world, and to be a little uncomfortable with the world in which we live. The world is broken. Tisha B’Av reminds us of this, but it also hopes for a return to wholeness. In the words of Pirkei Avot, it is not our job to finish the job, but nor are we allowed to desist from it. Tisha B’Av has the power to begin this process for us. At the end of the day, Tisha B’Av, for me, is not about the breaching of the walls of the Temple, or even the political discourse surrounding the Western Wall today, it’s about the real world. It’s about the widow and the orphan, and those crying out for help in broken communities and states. For me, it’s about self reflection, about self growth as we draw nearer to the Yamim Noraim, the Days of Awe. This Tisha B’Av, whatever branch of Judaism we claim, may we not just  go through the routine of the day, or even accept that Tisha B’Av is not something we need to do, but instead engage with the meaning behind it, and whether we do it today, tomorrow, next week, or next year, find time to work to make Jeremiah’s words a reality for all people, taking the shattered pieces of tile, the divisions among ourselves, and turning them into a mosaic.