As Kislev approaches my mind once again turns to the corners of my Tallitot — which are vacant of Tzitzit. I have had an amazing emotional block around tying Tzitzit to my daily tallit and my ceremonial one. Tzitzit are hugely important to me. As a spiritual practice they not only make sense to me at a primal level, but also as a “magickal” tool via the tying of knots — and it’s a direct mitzvah from the Torah.
I was commenting on Twitter about an article that R’Leigh Ann Kopans wrote, and tried to comment on the site where it was posted, but couldn’t for some reason, so I thought I’d move those comments here. Plus, I had some time to think about it and have more fun and exciting (at least in my head) thoughts.
I originally published this in 2006, but felt like it was worth surfacing again. The theme of sacrifice and offerings is an ever present one for me, and has recently returned as a focus, particularly in my artwork. As I got ready for my day today, I heard those who lead my country, and many others in the world talking about the need to make sacrifices — but none of them really willing to do so. Across the globe we face economic, health, and humanitarian crises. The day a politicians stop worrying about being re-elected or maintaining their party’s power, and just does the right thing – may be the day we usher in the era of Moshiach.
Once we had The Temple where we made sacrifices of precious blood and grain.
Now we we have temples where people pray, but few truly give offerings.
The darkness. The darkness. The darkness.
~Doesn’t the light always return?~
The light, it does return?
~It does return.~
The lights. We light them. The light returns.
We light the lights to remember. We light the lights to re-dedicate the temple or The Temple?
~Where is The Temple?~
Isn’t She everywhere? Is She the שכינה, the Presence? Isn’t the Presence everywhere and in everything.
Then I re-dedicate The Temple here.
~נס גדול היה שם~
Yes, but I am here –פה
I r e a c h to others who feel as I do. And one becomes many. I becomes we. We together, reclaim our inheritance.
We re-dedicate the Earth, אדמה, as Temple.
We pour offerings of sweat, not blood.
We pour offerings of grain and oil.
We pour offerings of praise and care.
We care for our Temple,
Our Holy of Holies,
Through every action we take.
We light the lights…
Ahh….Purim. Let’s invite the trickster in and see what havock s/he can wreak! We think of Purim as the light-hearted, silly holiday, but the trickster sometimes has her own plans. The month of Adar is the month associated with the Kesilah, the Fool, in the Kohenet model. Generally, I think of the Kesilah as the light-hearted clown who’s sacred play helps us to break out our normal way of thinking. There is also the trickster element, which is a bit more mischievous and dangerous than the fool.
I think the Trickster what is what’s at play in our current economic situation in the United States, and much of the rest of the world. The Trickster has taken the entire world we know and turned it upside down. The foundations of our economy have been entirely shaken — and the Trickster is waiting to see if we’ll ask the right questions here. The Trickster knows that our economy has been based on a joke. How can our entire way of life be built around buying things we really don’t need, can’t really afford, and are so low quality that we’ll have to replace them in a couple of years? What an amazing joke has been played on us all.