The story of Judith, a mythological tale from the Book of Judith, a book of the Biblical Apocrypha (my favorite part of the Bible, in some ways), is the story of a Jewish woman heroine.
A woman who uses her power to sacrifice, seduce, help her community, and destroy patriarchy >
> literally.
She befriends an evil general who is out to kill - and rape.
Serves him some salty cheese 🧀
He gets thirsty.
She offers him wine to quench his sleep 🍷
He gets drunk, the drunkest he has ever been.
She cuts his head off.
And places it HER FOOD BAG!
Somehow over time, #Hanuka became about that Jewish triumph as well, and in memory of Judith's action, the tradition to eat cheese was developed.
One version of the story even describes the cheese she served him as a pancake, aka, cheese latkes.
Personally, I don't think we >
> need excuses to celebrate with delicious food. But, a powerful woman is always a great reason to rejoice with.
So, on this 3rd night of #חנוכה, if you please, join me in some delicious oily, dairy indulgence - and, CELEBRATE FEMININE POWER 💕
When I was doing my post-Rabbinical ordination in a Hasidic school, there was a woman who was told SHE IS REQUIRED by Jewish law to have a 3rd trimester abortion/induce labor (with almost no chance of fetus survival).
Many states now outlaw it.
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The husband got really upset, and didn't wanna go through with it (sadly, he had that control), till we asked the Rebbe (my former community's Supreme Leader).
He and the Rabbi (I was shadowing at the time) went to ask the Rebbe.
The Rebbe's response: if the doctors say >
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> there is even a chance of danger to the mom, "it's a Mitzvah (good deed) to do it."
The husband tried to say that there is also a chance they will both survive.
The Rebbe just repeated himself. It's a Mitzvah.
Yup, that's right. One of the most radical, strict >
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I hate all the "#Chanukah is just a minor holiday" and "historically #Hanukkah wasn't a big deal holiday" talk.
Hasidic Jews, and others following Kabbalistic teachings, have made a huge deal out of it for centuries.
Big enough to call it (Day 8) a High Holidays extension!
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I get that we hate the comparisons to Kratzmach (the Yiddish nickname for Christmas), and the commercialization of #Hanukka. Yes, it's not one of the 3 biblical festivals, but after that, it's undoubtedly the biggest holiday - albeit in many ways even bigger.
Some details:
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- #Chanukah is seen as in some ways even higher than "big" holidays, exactly because it's weekdays. It makes it's spiritual/cultural significance even better.
- the food: latkes, donuts, oil food, festive meals, etc. predate commercialization.
Another visit to an ancestral grave, in Mannheim, Deutschland.
2 years ago I tracked down my paternal grandfather's great-grandfather's grave: Yosef Stein my closest ancestor (and last in a long line - Stein name is German and originated there) buried in Germany.
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While I knew a bit about him growing up, including that he is buried in Mannheim, as far as family stories and traditions go I didn't know much
Yosef was also the Zaide (grandfather) who I share with the closest non-Hasidic (multi-generational) family I have >
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> 2nd and 3rd cousins whose existence my family has ignored since WWII, including his second wife.
I don't know why so much of his history (he only passed away in 1915 - I was raised with far more details of ancestors who lived a lot earlier than that) wasn't talked about >
A favorite Hasidic teachings:
Noah* utterly failed. He failed his mission, and life.
He was supposed to argue with the Divine, and to do more to save the people of his generation.
Creating your own surviving arc is failure 🤦♀️
* of Biblical Arc fame - this week's Torah portion
The source of the idea is Zohar (3:15a):
"And he didn't ask mercy for the world, and the water came, and all the people died. That's why it's called Noah's waters. Noah's water of course, because it was his fault. For he didn't ask mercy for the world."
This (likely) is the Shofar my great-grandfather smuggled into, and blew in Auschwitz!!!!
I grew up with this story. He writes about it, but we THOUGHT THE SHOFAR IS LOST.
The @MJHnews has had it for a while, NOT KNOWING WHO IT BELONGED TO.
Yesterday, as I visited the @MJHnews in Manhattan, I came across the Shofar, and this is what it says next to it:
"We do NOT KNOW by whom, and we do not know who blew it."
I felt like I was gonna faint, reading it, and seeing it!!! 2/
This is what my (maternal) great-grandfather writes about it:
"Shofar Blowing in Auschwitz:
By the great mercy of God and with miracles, I managed to bring in 1 Shofar into the camp. ON ROSH HASHANAH DAY I WENT FROM BLOCK TO BLOCK, WITH THE SHOFAR IN MY HANDS, TO BLOW IT." 3/