It’s true, that things are pretty scary at the moment, for many people.

Especially in the mercaz, or centre, where there are a lot of booms being heard and a lot of strange things occurring with buildings being blown up…

Yesterday, I was awake before the siren at 4am in Jerusalem, and what I heard was: planes, booms, the siren. In that order. I’ve also been pondering the strange fact that a rocket can travel all the way from Iran to Israel, and not set off a siren until it’s literally on top of its target, or already blown it up.

But that’s not what I want to focus on today.

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Today, I want to bring some snippets from OIAG 2, where it talks about how saying the Tikkun Haklalis sweetens everything, even nukes (ahem).

The following snippets are from shiurim given at least 11 years ago – but so, so relevant, perhaps even more relevant, today.

The first snippet comes from the chapter entitled ‘Zimbabwe’:

In one of his lesson given during Purim 5774, the Rav said the following:

“Why have we still not managed to rebuild the Temple? Because if we built it now, it would just immediately burn down again. At the very moment that a person came to the Temple thinking bad thoughts, it would burn down. People don’t know that their thoughts [particularly their lustful thoughts] are like the fire of Gehinnom. Every time you look at things that you shouldn’t—that’s the fire of Gehinnom. A person can burn down the Temple literally every second.

That’s why Rebbe Nachman taught that a person has to be very careful to avoid evil [lustful] thoughts… And he can only overcome these sorts of lustful thoughts by learning Gemara, as Rebbe Nachman taught in Likutei Moharan Lesson 101 …

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… In another month, they [the Iranians] want to drop a nuclear bomb on us.

We’ll have exactly five minutes [from the time they press the button] because it will have to travel 1,500 kilometers to get to us, and their rockets cover a distance of five kilometers every second. Three hundred seconds is five minutes. So assuming the warning siren goes off immediately, there’ll be just enough time to say the Tikkun HaKlali, or at least some of it.

Just reciting a single Tikkun HaKlali has the power to explode every nuclear bomb in the world, and to change everything into candies. [Meaning, to ‘sweeten’ everything.]

At every moment, we are facing terrible decrees, like the decree to forcibly enlist yeshiva students.

Every day, we hear of more problems, and all this is only happening because of evil thoughts and lustful fantasies. That’s the reason it’s happening! Rebbe Nachman taught that the first priority has to be tikkun habris, and that’s the main focus of Breslov and the main focus of Shuvu Banim: to have holy, pure thoughts.”

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There is literally nothing new under the sun….

It’s the same ‘spiritual battle’ being fought today, as was happening 11 years ago. And even, the same people still fighting it.

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Meanwhile, here’s another useful snippet from OIAG 2, this time talking about what was going on back in July 2014, in the middle of Operation Protective Edge, when thousands of rockets were raining down on Israel from Gaza:

The Rav told Rav Morgenstern: “Now, we will see big miracles, and no Jew will be killed anymore. I believe in you, Rabbi Yitzchak Meir; the tzaddikim have the power to ensure that no Jew will be killed anymore, and that people will do teshuva because of the war.

That’s how it was in 1973, in the Yom Kippur War, that the Jews did teshuva, and all the baalei teshuva came from 1973.

Now, in this war, all the Jews will also do real teshuva. Once, wars meant that we would just kill some terrorists. Now, they are firing rockets at us, and they have mountains of rockets without number, and they are building tunnels underneath Israel.

Now it’s time to go pray at the Kotel and Chevron and at Rashbi’s Kever, and to storm the heavens with our prayers, that no Jew will get killed. No Jew! No Jew! No Jew!

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The most important thing is to stop the war, and the rockets that are falling every day.

We have to stop it. More than 20 Jews were killed in this war…They sacrificed themselves for Am Yisrael, and even though they weren’t mitzvah-observant, and they didn’t keep Shabbos, and they eat on Yom Kippur and don’t fast, the secular world really doesn’t know any better.

The Jews that are walking into the fire now, they’re sacrificing themselves al Kiddush Hashem, they’re walking into the fire.

And we don’t have any idea who is sacrificing themselves for Am Yisrael. They could have dropped out of the army and done other things, but they are going with all of their enthusiasm, simply in order to save Jewish lives. And now we need to pray to stop the war.”

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About a month after rockets started raining down on Eretz Yisrael, one of his followers contacted Rav Berland to ask him if he had any words of wisdom, or chizuk, to share about the rocket attacks.

The Rav said the following:

“Tell everyone not to be afraid, and not to start running away from one city to the next.

As soon as the siren sounds, take your Tikkun HaKlali out of your pocket and start to read it slowly, word by word, and if you do this, you have nothing more to worry about, and there will be miracles, with God’s help, and the rocket won’t fall anywhere near you.”

….During Operation Protective Edge, the Rav told his students to publicize the segulah of reciting the Tikkun HaKlali to as many people as possible and revealed that if 10,000 people would start to regularly recite the Tikkun HaKlali every day, no more Jews would be killed in the current war.

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This is so, so relevant to what is going on today.

The Arab family in Tamra were all killed in their mamad.

Yesterday’s attack on the building in Petach Tikva – so many of the dead were killed in their mamad.

Mamads are not guarantees of anything.

So, get a copy of the Tikkun Haklali – and start saying it.

At least once a day, three times a day, if you can manage it.

The take away message from this post is that more than ten years ago, the Rav said this:

As soon as the siren sounds, take your Tikkun HaKlali out of your pocket and start to read it slowly, word by word, and if you do this, you have nothing more to worry about, and there will be miracles, with God’s help, and the rocket won’t fall anywhere near you.”

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It’s still applicable today.

Shavua Tov!

First things first, despite all the scary news headlines, balagan in the middle of the night and other stuff you are seeing on screens – life is continuing in the Holy Land, albeit with a disrupted schedule, because we’ve been forced into a a semi-lockdown state again.

They closed the Kotel on Shabbat, they closed Meir Baal HaNess, they told people to stop praying!!! Stop gathering together, but definitely, definitely, stop praying or learning Torah!!! And many people listened.

But, the good news is – many more people are actually just getting on with their lives, even in the current state of balagan that is unfolding here.

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Let me tell you about my Shabbat, and then we’ll discuss a bit more what’s going on, and what the spiritual response should be.

Shabbat – I was in a hotel by the Kinneret. I’d literally had my last day of classes Thursday, and before the exam period, my husband arranged for us to go and have a ‘relaxing’ weekend up in Tiberius. I wouldn’t have to cook, I could just chill by the Kinneret, go to R Meir Baal HaNess, go to the women’s separate beach before Shabbat came in.

Paradise!

Except….

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We already knew storm clouds were gathering Friday morning, so we called the hotel to see if they were still operating.

We are open, but the pool, hotsprings and beaches are closed, they told us.

Bseder– we’d do kivrei tzaddikim instead of the separate beach, no problem. On the drive up the 90, we played the Rav’s TKs three times in a row, load, as we passed by the Jordanian border where everyone was waiting for 100 ‘Iranian drones’ to show up. (Like, from 3am Friday morning, which is when all the State-sponsored hysteria began in earnest, with a ‘warning message’ from Home Front Command on the phones.)

By the time shabbat came in – nothing, nada, nega nega torey.

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Both of my kids decided to be in our home in Jerusalem for Shabbat, as there is a convenient bomb shelter in the building, and they otherwise live in caravans on hills.

They sorted themselves out, we walked around Tiberius that was most deserted except for a few hot-looking chareidim visiting the kivrei tzaddikim in the old graveyard of Tiberius – and we were there too. Looking at graves of R Avraham Kalisker, Menachem Mendel of Vitebsk and R Nachman Horodenka, Rabbenu’s paternal grandfather.

It was really, really hot, so we came back to the hotel, and got ready for Shabbat.

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A bunch of people had cancelled, so it was mostly us, plus an extended family who had booked the hotel for a Shabbat Chatan.

Friday night, I was sitting outside doing some prayers, when I thought I heard some ‘booms’ in the distance. Are we being bombed? I thought to myself. I hadn’t heard any sirens.

I am not a big believer in mamads – I stay put, and I say Tikkun Haklalis, or start doing some hitbodedut, to lift up my fallen fears to something at least approaching yirat shemayim, that God is behind all of this, and if God wants me blown to bits, God forbid – nothing is going to change that honestly. (Except, teshuva, tzedaka and tikkun haklalis).

But I went into the hotel lobby at that point, to see if anyone could tell me what was going on.

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I was greeted by the site of tens of hysterical people, all clutching their iPhones, blaring out messages of impending doom, trying to rush downstairs to level minus 2, where the bomb shelter was.

What in the world?!

The hotel had 10 storeys and we were already on ground level. And in the meantime, the nice Arab hotel manager and staff were trying to calm down the hysterical Jews that they didn’t need to push and shove, everything was ok.

(Most of the people pushing and shoving were chiloni, btw. This was not a chareidi establishment.)

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A few minutes later, there was some muffled booms, a long way off.

The usual.

My husband came back half an hour later from shul (where 10 men from the shabbat chatan, old-school sephardim, had still gone to pray) – and we went down to the dining room.

The atmosphere was really stressful.

You know why?

Because most of the people Friday night didn’t keep shabbat, and were clutching their i-Phones tightly in their hands, and were reading messages from the government like: some time in the next three weeks, Iran is probably going to do something really, really scary and dangerous, so please get hysterically stressed out of your brain in the meantime, scream at your children every two seconds, have a nervous breakdown and put your whole life on hold. Oh, and btw, definitely don’t pray, go to shul, or do anything to strengthen your emuna. Regards, the Motherland.

Another warning for another siren came – not even the siren itself – and the dining room emptied out, except for the Shabbat Chatan’s extended table, and a couple of other people who were keeping Shabbat and doing Friday night (or trying to…. The way it should be done.)

But you could feel the ‘fear’ in the air, and it was yucky to be around.

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After the meal, me and my husband went for a walk up the road.

The street was deserted. There was barely a car anywhere, barely a noise to be heard. No happy revellers by the Kinneret.

B’kitzur – Tiberius was keeping Shabbat properly, for once.

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Friday night, my husband slept through the first two sirens, but woke up at 5.30 for the really loud one, which is when he is used to waking up anyway.

I heard all the sirens – but I didn’t have any intention of going down to the mamad, with all the hysterical people with their i-Phones, on my ‘relaxing’ Shabbat. So instead, I started mumbling some words of hitbodedut, and by 5.30, when the ‘boom’ was quite loud, I decided to do the three TKs for the day, and get them out of the way.

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By 11 AM – the hotel was a ghost town.

Only the shomer shabbat people stayed.

And of them, some of them had left their TVs on before Shabbat, so they could have a never-ending stream of hysterical speculation and media hype ruin whatever peace of mind they may have still had.

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After lunch, me and the husband walked down to R Meir Baal HaNess.

It was closed. On the instructions of the Home Front Command.

We went back to the hotel, read the parsha, read the Shivivei Or, did some hitbodedut, chilled. This was meant to be my ‘relaxing Shabbat’ after all, before all the papers and the exams begin.

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Motzash in the lobby, one of the older Sephardi ladies who’d left her TV on all day told me what was going on.

A rocket in Rishon, 3 dead, 30 wounded.

Hmm. That sounded serious. I called the girls back in Jerusalem, they were OK, exhausted, a little, but OK.

We drove home Saturday night, still blaring the TKs from the Rav all down Route Six. There were other people on the roads, we saw no rockets.

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Just as we got home – all the kids’ smartphones started vibrating with more ‘warnings’ from Homefront Command.

Turn them off, it’s enough already!!! If you hear a siren and you want to go to the bomb shelter, be my guest. But I am NOT sitting here stressing out over a ‘maybe’ rocket for hours!!!

There was stuff to do, cases to unpack, showers to have.

Baruch Hashem, the kids were also sick of the scaremongering, so they switched off the phones, and I gave them (and myself) a bracha they should sleep through the sirens and get a good night’s sleep.

Mostly, they did.

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3 AM – I woke up to a muffled siren, and then I really woke up when my hysterical neighbors downstairs were rushing their terrified children (6 and 9) into the bombshelter.

They have to come up from their basement flat via stairs outside, then come into our building to the bombshelter.

As they were outside, the booms and window rattling began.

It was quite a scary-sounding noise. I was too tired to do more TKs, so I started trying to mumble a bit of hitbodedut, and I relied on the fact that I’d done 3 TKs already that day (and pretty much every day, for the last 7 years….) If that’s not enough… What can I do?

I went back to sleep.

Those kids, tho, were so terrified by their rush into the bomb shelter, they refused to come out again and to go back home.

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One of my friends sent me a short message the Rav put out on Friday afternoon, below:

The Rav just said it’s Gog Umagog and in a month from now they’ll have an atom bomb they plan to destroy Israel, that not one jew will survive. But Hashem will do miracles and wonders and we will be saved. But the final Gog Umagog will be in year תתקעב Hashem is fighting for us. 5972 187 years from now. Year 2212.

It seems the balagan could last for a month, God forbid, and could be building to quite the crescendo, quite the quintessential test of emuna.

What’s going on here at the moment is, objectively, quite scary.

And at the same time – 99% of the fear and panic and hysteria is being self-generated and exacerbated by stupid phone messages designed to paralyze people’s analytical abilities and emuna – for hours before there is even anything concrete to worry about.

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You want to rush to a mamad in the middle of the night, fine, no problem.

But I want to state here, that the Rav has been telling the ‘story’ for years, of a woman who rushed to a mamad with her small kid a few years ago and dropped the kid on its head, and the kid is still in a coma.

I don’t know if that story is true, btw, but what I do know, is that the Rav is telling it over as a message and a guideline about how much damage fear itself does to a person.

Walk to the mamad slowly, take your Tikkun HaKlali, ask God to protect you and your family while you’re on the way. You’ll do wonders for your peace of mind, if you put God back in the picture and stop relying on the reinforced concrete to save you from the baddies.

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Bottom line:

Things seem to be moving up a level.

Me personally, I am staying away from pointless speculation. I am still trying to stay away from pointless ‘news’ which is designed to manipulate us all into jumping when they tell us to jump, and most of all – I am trying to work on building up my emuna more, that Ein Od Milvado.

This is a very big test going on, make no mistake about it.

I saw on Shabbat, the people with God in the picture on any level are already in a much better place. The people with the Rav and Rabbenu in the picture are in a much, much better place. And the people who take this opportunity to do their darndest to raise their ‘fallen fears’ about Iranian rockets and nukes to true yirah shemayim – they are in the best place of all.

I’m not in that space yet myself, I still have more fear welling up than I’d like.

But at least, I know where I want to get to, and that every additional prayer, bit of teshuva, pidyon and TK is moving me closer – and making me feel happier and calmer than otherwise.

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My suggestions?

  1. Get into the habit of saying 3 TKs a day. I will BH post something up later this week where the Rav advised doing that for previous wars. Long story short – tehillim stop the tillim.
  2. If you are freaking out – consider paying a pidyon for yourself, to take the fear down. Try HERE or HERE.
  3. Turn off the evil phones – especially at night – and also, stop obsessing over the news. We have no idea how much of what we are being told and shown is true, or the real story, on so many levels.
  4. Start doing hitbodedut for at least five minutes a day. If you get woken up by a siren in the middle of the night, that’s the perfect time to give this a try.
  5. WALK, don’t run to a mamad. Understand that the fear and panic is far more dangerous, most of the time, than anything the Iranians can do to anyone.

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BH, the balagan will stop soon.

God is moving us all out of the crass, tattoo’d, materialistic ‘holiday land’ and into the ‘holy land’, mamash, and it’s quite a long and painful process.

But in the meantime, make a huge effort to calm yourself down, get on top of the fear, and to stop jumping every time they tell you to ‘jump’.

Buy some earplugs, or get a ‘white noise’ thing going, and get a good nights’ sleep.

And then you’ll see, that even when it’s scary, it’s way more manageable, and life can still continue.

With God’s help.

 

 

Only fear Hashem!

I will write more tomorrow, bH.

If you feel scared, say 3 TKs, do a pidyon, talk to God.

God is arranging all this, for our ultimate good. But in the meantime, its not an easy time.

More tomorrow, bH

 

 

There’s a reason Rabbenu called ‘Eretz Yisrael’ the land of emuna…

First, thanks to everyone who took the time to share their thoughts on THIS post about making aliyah as a baal teshuva, and also, to the person who emailed me in the first place, to open the discussion up.

I think it’s a healthy, useful exercise, to talk about these things honestly, and that it helps a lot of people who have moved already, or are thinking about moving, to get their bearings more, about some of the challenges they will probably face.

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Jude covered a huge amount of ground, in a very useful way, on some of the practicalities that can make or break a person’s aliyah, and if you didn’t go and read his comment yet, I highly recommend you do.

Bottom line: find the community that really reflects you, do Israel as your real self, and be honest about who you really are and what you can really hack – and spend a lot of time in hitbodedut, and trying to get to grips with the move, spiritually.

That last bit of advice is really key.

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It’s not for nothing, that Rabbenu refers to Eretz Yisrael as the ‘land of emuna’.

Circumstances force you to work on your emuna, when you live here. And those ‘circumstances’ are tailor-made for each person by Hashem, because ‘working on your emuna’ really just means developing a genuine relationship with God.

How else are you going to manage the bureaucracy, the stress, the cost of living, the daily rockets from ‘the houthis’ (ahem…) – and all the rest of it?

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I agree, that Israel is a small country.

(Presumably, people are aware of that before they move here….)

I agree, that sometimes people from chul really miss the nature, the green, the water, in their native countries.

The solution to this is not as hard as you think: book yourself a holiday back to the motherland, and go and enjoy nature as much as you want to.

People don’t ‘live’ permanently on holiday, after all. It’s clearly way, way better to spend a month or two fishing in some great lake, or whatever, then thinking you need to move out of the Holy Land because summer holidays consist of joining a million other people who are going to dip their toe in the Kinneret.

(If you really need the water that much, day-to-day – find a community by Israel’s coast, and walk on the beach every single day, if you want…. None of this stuff is rocket science.)

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I also agree, the cost of living is really high.

Guess what: it is everywhere.

My hitech sister and her doctor husband are in Boston, and they aren’t making enough to even get on the bottom run of the housing ladder there, and are sending their kids (who are still quite young) to public school, as the cost of tuition in Jewish schools is through the roof.

I know that, because my brother in the New York area told me how much they are fleecing people with school tuition in NY State, and how bad most of the Jewish schools actually are – particularly, for their pupils.

But Baruch Hashem, when my niece in NY wanted a $900 pair of trainers – same as all her friends had – my brother was still able to afford to get them. Just about. So yadda yadda yadda, you can buy a cheap pint of (chalav nochri) milk in chul, great – and you’ll need those savings, because your kid wants to drop a grand on a pair of sneakers, just to fit in with her friends.

Wonderful!

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I also agree Israel is a cholent pot.

Guess what: that is true of pretty much every big city anywhere in the world today, but especially in the West. We could argue that North Korea has got a ‘homogenous’ population, I’ve never been there, I don’t know.

But, I can tell you every European big city is a total ‘cholent pot’ today – with the major difference being that where Jews are the main ingredient in Israel’s ‘cholent’, they are just the garnish everywhere else – even in the places with really big kehillas, like New York and London and Paris.

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While we’re on that subject – my mum in London told me she stopped listening to the news now, as it’s just one ‘blood libel’ after another, about the war in Gaza.

Oh, and that a group of young Jewish boys got beaten up in a train station last week, by men with knives.

Every week, she tells me something similar.

London, at least, is not a very friendly place for Jews right now. And Manchester is even worse – my niece is in university there, and she got ‘outed’ as a Jew by a spiteful roommate, and since then, people literally spit on her as she walks around the campus.

She told me that’s happened multiple times.

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But, to come back to the matter in hand.

It’s true, you won’t get invited for a lot of Shabbat meals, or any, even, unless you live in a strong Anglo community.

Even that is no guarantee (as we found out a few years’ ago….)

But you know what? A lack of friends and a lack of ‘social’ means you have to put some effort, time and attention into your spouses and kids and… Yourself.

Maybe, there is a link between all the ‘social’ going on in the Jewish communities of chul, and the divorces and unhappy kids, who have to sit at the ‘kiddies’ table’ (until they are 19) being ignored by their parents and their parents’ friends, who excel at hachnassas orchim!!!!

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But yes, it can be lonely.

I agree with that.

Even if you have the language, and the money, and the ‘perfect aliyah’, you will still feel out of place for quite a long time, in many ways, because you didn’t grow up here, and a bit of your soul is stuck in chul.

I felt like that for the first 10 years, then BH, I actually went back to London for a few days, walked around – and came back thanking the Al-mighty that we moved when we did.

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Re: the kids.

The kids are fine in porta-cabin schools, as long as they aren’t being bullied and have at least a couple of friends.

If those conditions aren’t being met – they will sink, regardless of how fancy the school buildings might be.

Again, tachlis, if the kid isn’t happy in school, isn’t thriving there – get them the heck out, and find an option that suits them better.

Israel is full of schools, of all stripes.

I personally moved house, a couple of times, so that my kids would be in a school and a community that suited them better.

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Do I miss flowing rivers and rainy days?

A little, but not as much as I used to.

Do I miss the ‘buzz’ of Western shopping?

Very, very little – and from what I’m hearing, so many stores have gone online or out of business anyway these days, that what I’m missing is a retail ghost, an echo of the past, that doesn’t exist anymore, anyway.

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Did we have an ‘easy’ aliya, and am I sitting here surrounded by adoring friends and living in a five million dollar apartment?

Hahahahaha!

That’s hilarious!

We are renting in Jerusalem, and bought something in Katzrin, which we hope will go up enough, at some point, to let us find something small to buy, eventually, in Jerusalem.

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We are in Jerusalem, because the Rav is in Jerusalem.

And because the Kotel is in Jerusalem (not that I am going there much these days, to be honest).

And because, you can be totally yourself in Jerusalem, without having to fit into ‘boxes’ and labels that can become very cramping and limiting, very fast.

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Do I feel privileged to live here?

100%.

I say ‘thank you’, or try to, most days, that God let us live here, totally as a present.

Did I have to let go of a good career, social life and my own house to be here?

Yes.

Was it worth it?

Totally – although sometimes, still a little painful. I’d like to own my own place here, that I live in, but I can appreciate that God is doing what is best for me, even if I don’t always understand it.

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Bottom line: making aliya is complicated, regardless of whether someone is a baal teshuva or not.

Moving out of your native country to anywhere else is always a huge challenge, and not easy.

I’ve moved countries a few times, none of the challenges of making aliya are really different from the challenges involved in making any move to a different culture, with a different language and different landscape. (Except for maybe, rockets from the ‘Houthis’. Ahem).

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Is it a mitzva to live here?

Totally! Just like it’s a mitzva to keep kosher, and keep the laws of family purity, and all the other ‘mitzvot’ that often take a great deal of time, effort and money to perform.

We acquire Eretz Yisrael with suffering – and that holds for each person, baal teshuva or not, native-born, or not, rich-person-with-a-$5-million-apartment – or not.

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Can everyone fulfill that mitzva happily?

No.

Does that mean they are totally exempt from even wanting to want to make aliya?

No! But of course, it’s complicated, and it’s part of a spiritual process that could go ad 120.

Ultimately, moving to Israel is one big test of our emuna and our bad middot.

But then, so is life, generally, wherever we happen to live.

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One last word for now:

I don’t have to deal with Xmas here for three months, from October-January.

Not the carols, not the tinsel, not that whiny BandAid hit from the 1980s… It mostly doesn’t exist in Israel at all (except for certain parts of Yaffo, Tel Aviv and Haifa).

That all by itself, is a huge ‘plus’ in the aliyah column.

But maybe, only if you hate ‘BandAid’ as much as I do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I got sent an ‘anonymous’ article via email.

I decided to put it up here, to get the discussion going about making aliya and the sort of mindset, emuna and genuine humility a person usually has to develop, to not hate living in the Holy Land.

Let’s be clear, much is being said in the following article that I disagree with, personally. But, I believe in a full and open discussion, and I think it’s useful to have opposing views expressed, and challenged – on both sides of the argument.

So, on that basis, here is the ‘guest post’ written by someone who is apparently living in Israel, still, but has now gone very sour on the idea of making aliya. I will write my response later, in a seperate post, but feel free to also participate in the debate about aliya – BUT, try to avoid making personal attacks. The process of birur is difficult, and needs to be conducted with due respect for people who have different opinions, even if they are totally wrong.

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Aliyah is a particularly difficult immigrant experience, especially for the baal teshuvah

Immigration to any country is difficult, but immigration to Israel is even more difficult because it’s a very strange and troubled place. How so? For starters, it’s a new country that was formed via war and continues to endure military conflict even if much of that is its own doing. It sits in a region that is hostile to it (for a variety of reasons) and to which it is hostile (for a variety of reasons) and is very different culturally from the kind of place it tries to be.

It tries to be some kind of cholent of Western European/Eastern European/North American culture and politics cooked along with Jewish potatoes. But mostly it fails. Meanwhile, the countries around it are Islamic Arab. It’s quite a contrast. Israel  would be a contrast to the countries of any region. And that contrast creates problems galore and drains the limited energy and resources of the country and the people who live in it. 

France is a Western European country that sits in Western Europe. Japan is an East Asian country that sits in East Asia. Uruguay is a Latin/Hispanic country that is positioned in South America around other Latin/Hispanic countries. If you go from Japan to South Korea you don’t feel like you are entering a new world. You see those Asian characters on the store signs. You see people who are indistinguishable visually from those of the country you just left. It’s the same with France and Belgium and Bolivia and Peru. The sign says Bienvenidos a Peru (Welcome to Peru) but you don’t feel as though you have just passed through a time and space portal when you leave Spanish speaking Bolivia and enter Spanish speaking Peru. That’s because all of these countries emerged naturally.

Not so Israel. Israel would be an anomaly in any region, but in the Mideast it produces head scratching bewilderment: “Where did these guys come from?” Not that you are even permitted to travel from several of the neighboring countries such as Lebanon and Syria. But if you go from the ones where relatively recently permission was granted — Egypt and Jordan — it IS like passing through a time and space portal. Even the language spoken in Jewish Israel is different from every country around it, and it’s a revived language that was largely dormant as a language spoken by the masses for millennia. 

That leaves you in a tiny little space, half of which also happens to be off limits. You drive along in Israel and see signs informing you that it’s dangerous and illegal to turn right and drive down the road before you because it’s Area A or B as defined by the Oslo Accords. That is to say, it’s an Arab village as governed mostly by the Palestinian Authority. You can’t go there. And then there’s Gaza, 20 miles from my house, that is run by Hamas and presently is a pile of rubble. How close is Gaza? I hear the Israeli bombs exploding every day. I hear them from my bedroom. 

You even tremble passing through the Arab villages that are within the legal limits of the state of Israel proper, as happens in Jerusalem or the north of the country. So much of this tiny little country is off limits that you can’t help but wonder, “What do they mean that this is home?” Which three square centimeters of this place is home? 

You start to feel like a monkey on the monkey island at the Biblical  zoo. This makes for a very weird and draining life experience. As a result of its own struggles for survival, there is little in the way of support for the immigrant. In Israel, the immigrant is on his own. Don’t let the con artists at Nefesh b’Nefesh fool you. They put on a big show to get you here, but they disappear after that. You are on your own. 

And don’t plan on the Israelis coming to help you. I have lived here in two apartments over the span of a decade. In the first building, the Israelis never had us over, even though they saw our aliyah lift in the parking lot. I never stepped foot in any of their apartments. In the second building, we were hosted for Shabbos once by an American family. 

We are not unfriendly people. We have hosted people for meals as well as yeshiva and seminary students for sleepovers, even though we don’t have much room. (They sleep on the floor on air mattresses. It is much harder to be hospitable in Israel.) We invite, but are not invited. 

You want a ride? “Sorry, we don’t have room in our car.” 

Israelis also don’t help with Hebrew. I requested many times for help with translation of business documents. The best I ever got was a quick glance with five or six words of description. “It’s from the iryah. Something about arnonah.” That’s not very helpful when they don’t even translate the key words. Iryah is city. Arnonah is local tax. 

And that’s the Israelis who speak any English. Most do not. One of the aliyah evangelists who lied to me as they all do assured me that nearly all Israelis speak English. It’s hard to fathom the basis for this statement. Where he lived, maybe 5% speak any English, and he didn’t speak any Hebrew as he only retired  here as do many of the most ardent evangelists, hypocrites that they are! Maybe he satisfied himself with the handful of Anglos in his shul and irresponsibly projected that outward all for the cause of aliyah evangelism. For some reason, and you can theorize, people cast off the burden of responsibility when pushing aliyah. All rules of good counsel are ignored. You don’t have to make sense, you don’t have to be accurate, not even about healthcare which is grossly inferior in Israel. Just get them to Israel. That’s the attitude. [Side note, I speak of this man in the past tense because he died as a result of not getting immediate medical care after suffering a stroke, as he lived one hour from a hospital.] 

The line that the aliyah evangelists use and overuse is that Israel is home because on some theoretical level it’s “the homeland for Jews.” But what that really means is that 2,000 years ago, when the world was an entirely different place, it was home, and after Moshiach arrives, when the world will be an entirely different place, it will be home again. In other words, it’s not home now. It’s not even close. In some vague, abstract way it’s a kind of promised home. It’s the promised land. It’s a some day kind of thing. It’s not now. It’s like Moshiach. He’ll be here someday, but he is not here now. And Israel is not home now. 

In addition to the national divide in the region, there’s the cultural divide within the Jewish portion of Israel. I have never been in a society where there is more cultural discord. Every day, every Israeli newspaper rants derisively about Haredim. In America, I had a boss who used to say to me, “Don’t you have to leave now for the Sabbath?” And Israel? Let’s not even get into it. There is such hostility. Strangers have walked up to me on the street and confronted me about Haredim and the army. Fortunately, since my Hebrew is so weak, I can’t really respond, which saves me from another enervating battle. In America, there is overlap between Haredim and the Modern Orthodox. In Israel, there is a canyon. Even my Dati Leumi coworkers have attacked me about all kinds of subjects. “I blame your rabbis!” shouted one who doesn’t see the Roshei Yeshiva or Admorim in Eretz Yisrael as having any credibility or value. To him, they practice a different religion.

The reverse is also true, the religious people complain constantly about the non-religious. The animosity is palpable. It’s much worse than Democrats and Republicans in America. Here the different groups are like different societies, within this tiny little country half of which is off-limits. They say that Israel is roughly the size of New Jersey. Half of that is uninhabitable desert. Half of the remainder is Arab. The frum part is like a small county in Vermont, if even that big. That’s your whole world. If you are American or Canadian, you just went from millions of square miles to a half-hour drive. 

 

 

They say that there are 10 Haredi cities. I have been to nearly all of them. Most of them are really Haredi neighborhoods within secular cities. If there were no traffic, you could drive from one side to the other of the Haredi parts in 10 minutes. I think even the frum parts of Jerusalem could be traversed in 30 minutes if there were no traffic, Bene Brak even less. 

For the baal teshuvah, aliyah is even more difficult. Why is that? It’s because even the tiny frum part of Israel is alien to the baal teshuvah, and that’s because Orthodox Judaism is alien. The BT is already an immigrant. 

Yeshiva guys can’t understand this because they tend to see themselves as the owners of the truth. They think, “Who would want to be anything but the truth, to be anything but us?” It’s similar to the propaganda line about Israel, that it’s home. The yeshiva guy figures that you are in bliss now because you are in the yeshiva world. Shouldn’t that feel like home?

It’s for home him because it’s how he grew up. It’s not home for the BT. Some of the mitzvos feel right, some don’t. Some of the Torah feels familiar or true. Some does not. Most of it is not understandable in part because of the cryptic way it’s written and because of the Hebrew that the schools generally fail to teach but for lots of other reasons as well.

As for frum society, for most baalei teshuvah, or certainly many, it’s Mars. This applies to clothing, the food, the attitudes, the clichés, and certainly the language. I know a frum man who grew up in frum neighborhoods in Michigan and went to a Great Lake in his childhood only one time! I know a frum woman who lives in Monsey who has not been to the ocean in two decades. I’m not talking about swimming. She hasn’t even seen it. To the BT, or to most any human, that is unusual. 

Being a BT is a life long struggle, not only because of all that the BT gives up but because the frum world is so alien and is largely unwelcoming. Becoming a baal teshuvah and staying in the game is an enormous challenge. Many BTs will tell you that after many decades, the challenge doesn’t stop. It’s really hard.

So are you going to add to the challenge of being a baal teshuvah the challenge of being an immigrant in one of the most stressful and unwelcoming countries on earth? You want to task him with being a double immigrant? 

Do you want to risk your own Olam Haba, because if you overload the BT and drive him away from Judaism you have just harmed yourself in a severe way. This applies also to those who push BTs into the Kollel life. You have so more to lose than gain. You want to be reckless? That’s your choice, but I don’t recommend it. I have seen the carnage. Come with me sometime, I’ll show you all the ruined lives that resulted from mishandling baalei teshuvah. I can show you ruined marriages of BTs who moved to Israel. I can’t show the punishment in gehennom that is happening right now to reckless handlers of BTs. That’s hidden from us, but we can imagine and should imagine.

Tehillim 34 tells us ס֣וּר מֵ֖רָע וַֽעֲשֵׂה־ט֑וֹב, Turn from evil and do good. This means that first you turn from sin and then perform the positive mitzvah. We see this  in the rabbinic prohibition of not blowing shofar on Shabbos Rosh Hashanah. It is more important to not violate the Sabbath than it is to perform the mitzvah of blowing shofar. 

Isn’t that odd? Blowing shofar is so symbolic, so central, and the blowing is not a melacha as we see from the blowing on weekday Rosh Hashanah. However, there’s a slim chance that you might carry the shofar into a public domain to ask a rabbi a question about it. For fear of that slim chance, the rabbis decreed that none of us should ever blow shofar on RH Shabbos. ס֣וּר מֵ֖רָע וַֽעֲשֵׂה־ט֑וֹב

We see this principle also in the halachic obligation to spend all one’s money to not violate a lav, but only 20% of one’s money to perform an aseh. 

The baal teshuvah’s first task is to observe the Sabbath, which means not doing malacha. He or she has to observe the rules of family purity as well as sexual restraint. He or she must change over his or her entire diet and keep kosher. This is where we start. And none of that is easy.

So you think that everyone must live in Israel. You are wrong. I need only refer to the psak halacha of the posek HaDor Rav Moshe Feinstein and to the views and advice of the great Torah leaders Rav Joseph Soloveitchik and the Lubavitcher Rebbe, as well as many others, to refute your cherished little notions. But it doesn’t matter. The BT is trying to stay frum, and that’s really hard. We start with the lavim, the don’t dos. By pushing people to move to Israel, you put all of that at risk. In doing so, you subject yourself to a judgement that is as heavy as a dozen Mack trucks loaded with bricks on your head. 

So you love living in Israel. Good for you. Now guard your tongue.  Just because you enjoy eating cauliflower doesn’t mean that we all must eat it. Just because you benefited from knee surgery doesn’t mean that we all need knee surgery. It doesn’t mean that now you are a surgeon. Don’t pretend to be the surgeon for people you have never even examined. Don’t pretend to be a surgeon at all. Just do your thing and leave it at that. Don’t mess with other people’s lives if only because when you do, you mess with your own.

Remember the story of Korach. He was a prophet, a great man in a time of great men:

 

Returning to Korach himself, the following story told by Rabbi Yissachar Frand helps give us an idea of the ambiguity of the nature of Korach. The Satmar Rebbe once said that he recalled hearing his great-grandfather, the Yismach Moshe tell his own son, the Yitav Lev (the Satmar Rebbe’s grandfather) that the Yismach Moshe came to this world on three different occasions through the concept of Gilgul Neshamos (reincarnation). The first time he was in this world, he claimed, was in the period of the Jewish people in the desert at the time of the incident of the Rebellion of Korach and his congregation. Upon hearing this, the Yitav Lev asked his father to tell him about the events of that time. The Yismach Moshe told his son that all the Heads of the Sanhedrin sided with Korach and the masses of the people sided with Moshe. The Yitav Lev then pressed his father and asked him “Who did you side with?” He responded “I was neutral”. The Yitav Lev asked him, how he could not support Moshe, when his greatness was so clear. The Yitav Lev told his son, “I can see that you have no inkling of what a great person Korach was. If you would have been there and you would have seen who Korach was you would not be so shocked by my neutrality.”  (Article on Aish.com)Yet, Korach became wicked. So said Moshe. 

 

 

וַיָּ֣קׇם מֹשֶׁ֔ה וַיֵּ֖לֶךְ אֶל־דָּתָ֣ן וַאֲבִירָ֑ם וַיֵּלְכ֥וּ אַחֲרָ֖יו זִקְנֵ֥י יִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃

 

 

וַיְדַבֵּ֨ר אֶל־הָעֵדָ֜ה לֵאמֹ֗ר ס֣וּרוּ נָ֡א מֵעַל֩ אׇהֳלֵ֨י הָאֲנָשִׁ֤ים הָֽרְשָׁעִים֙ הָאֵ֔לֶּה וְאַֽל־תִּגְּע֖וּ בְּכׇל־אֲשֶׁ֣ר לָהֶ֑ם פֶּן־תִּסָּפ֖וּ בְּכׇל־חַטֹּאתָֽם׃

 

Moses rose and went to Dathan and Abiram, the elders of Israel following him. He addressed the community, saying, “Move away from the tents of these wicked men and touch nothing that belongs to them, lest you be wiped out for all their sins.” (Numbers 16: 25-26)

 

Korach and his followers were swallowed by the earth.
 
And the lesson, don’t be so sure of yourself, particularly when you assert yourself into the public sphere, into the lives of others into the lives of others as Korach did. Be careful with baalei teshuvah. As Rabbi Avigdor Miller explains, the Sefer Chasidim cautions us:
 

“That’s why you have to be careful, the Sefer Chasidim says, when you are dealing with a son of irreligious parents. Be careful with him because sometimes if you are too strict with him, he might go back to the ways of his parents. Whereas the son of frum people you can be more strict with him because his model is his home. A frum home.” (Tape #698, “Peril of Habit, 3 Weeks,” 1:25:23.And you BT who is marching along just fine and see yourself in Israel. Maybe you can endure the hardships, the poverty, and lack of derech eretz, the violence. Maybe you can even handle the army experience. But can your spouse?  Can your children? Usually, they become much more immersed in it than you, as you work online with your American clientele or sit in the $900,000 duplex apartment that was paid for with money from chutz. Your children must go to school in trailers or dank buildings and deal with the shouting of their aggressive Israeli teachers or bullying of the rough and tumble Israeli classmates. Most Anglo olim have no idea what their children endure in Israel. The ignorance is shameful really. The parents are just so thrilled to be in Israel, largely because it’s a fulfillment of their childhood conditioning, but their children pay the price. 

Rabbi Eliyahu Ha-Cohen of Turkey, the author of Shevet Musar and Meil Tzedaka, held that living in the land of Israel is a mitzvah even in our times, but that one is not obligated if he cannot earn a “plentiful parnassah,” for poverty can drive a person away from G-d. Even if he is sure that he can endure a life of deprivation, he should not assume that his children can withstand it. (Cited in Pischei Teshuvah, Chapter 75)

This applies to anybody who moves to Israel, particularly if his Hebrew is weak, his bank account thin, his family in chutz, and his sense of derech eretz of the non-Israeli variety. For baalei teshuvah, multiply by ten. 

Hear my words.

Slow posting here at the moment, I am very busy with other writing projects.

But, here are a couple of examples of excellent investigative journalism into ‘Gaza Aid’ that I highly recommend you read.

First, on the Tomer Devorah blog HERE.

And Chananya Weissman is also covering the story, posted up HERE.

Kol HaKavod to both, for doing some excellent, and brave, investigative journalism.

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One more thing that I can’t resist posting up – a recent tweet from RFK Jnr:

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If you’re too lazy to click through and read the whole thing, here’s a crucial snippet:

My father considered him a spiritual mentor and sought his advice on diverse issues of morality and ethics. He once visited the Rebbe at 2 o’clock in the morning!

As part of the ongoing program of learning to ‘think for yourself’ – what do you notice here, that strikes you as strange or surprising?

Answers on a postcard….

Another great shiur from the Rav, that puts today’s events into their real historical context.

I’ll have a few more words to say, below.

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Excerpt of a shiur given on 14th Iyar, 5785, to a group in Tsfat

[The Rav is talking about Bat Yiftach, who ran out of her home to greet her father, Yiftach, who had made a vow that he would sacrifice to Hashem the first ‘thing’ that would greet him on his way home, if he was successful in his fight against the Ammonites, who were trying to claim some of the Kingdom of Israel’s territory. The Rav says that Yifatch wanted to immediately go and nullify his vow, but his daughter wouldn’t let him do that.][1]

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Where did she learn this?

Yiftach tore his clothes, what did you do to me?! He said, I’m going now to release myself from the vow.

[But his daughter said] No! You are not going to be released from the vow, I don’t let you. She was stubborn, so stubborn. Father, whatever you said, you should do it, whatever came out of your mouth.

Afterwards, [Hashem] took such revenge, He destroyed Ammon.

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Because Ammon wanted the shtachim [colloquial Hebrew often translated as ‘occupied territories’ in Western media] returned.

Whatever you want – just give back the shtachim (that Am Yisrael had conquered from them).

They wanted peace! They were ‘men of peace’.

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Now, Trump came (to Saudi Arabia, Qatar and the Emirates).

He’s already prepared to give them two states, everything.

Already, they’re talking about that he’s ready to give everything to the Arabs, he wants Saudi Arabia, he doesn’t need Israel.

He said, the Arabs are more important. There are two billion Arabs, and the Jews are five million.

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“And now Hashem, the God of Israel, has driven out the Amorite because of His people Israel – yet you would possess it? Surely, whatever your god Chemosh lets you possess, that you shall possess; and whichever [people] God drives away before us, that [land] we shall possess.” (Shoftim 11: 22-23.)[2]

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He said, give back the shtachim!

You’ve already been sitting on it for 300 years, this is not your land! You stole our land from us!

Already back then, they were talking about returning the ‘occupied territories’.

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[skipping a bunch]

So now, the son of Aviah, he is the Melech haMoshiach, and he will bring the geula.

And then moshiach will hide himself nine months, they will rule here. This is only going to be in 200 years.

200 years, they will destroy Jerusalem, and for nine months, they’ll need to escape to the desert.

Moshiach ben Yosef will have to die, and then, Moshiach ben David will come, and after that, there will be nine months of birth pangs.

Nine verses, against the nine months.

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This will be in the 70th  year of the sixth millenium.

We will being the Otiot (letters) of Rabbi Akiva, he said the year 93.[3]

Here [at the end of the Zohar on Parshat Balak] it’s written the 70th year, but he says the year 93. That is to say, that 93 then will be the true geula. Because in the Pirkei De Rabi Eliezer it’s written that it will be 28 years before the end of the sixth millenium [i.e. 5972].[4]

There is the Pirkei De Rabi Eliezer here, this is chapter 28.

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We need to wait.

Whoever merits to still be alive in 200 years, so then he will merit to see the Moshiach, for sure.

Now, it’s possible [moshiach] could come today, Pesach Sheini, but the latest possible time is another 200 years. All this is written in chapter 28, in the Pirkei De Rabi Eliezer.

Each person should buy this, it’s 10 shekels.

So, chapter 28, two yadot, two yadot, this is two thirds.

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Each hour is 41 [years] and eight months.

42 [years], two thirds [of this] is 28 years. Two yadot.

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He [Avraham Avinu, when he was performing the brit bein habetarim) saw the eagle coming, so then he said no, eagle – this is David HaMelech!

David HaMelech wanted to conquer the whole world, already, and to remove all the evildoers.

He said no. Now is not the time.

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Otiot R’Akiva said, when will be the time?

Vav-Tzadi-Gimmel.

What is this,   ו-צ-ג

Let’s bring now the Be’er Moshe, what is this? What is all this, vav-tzadi-gimmel? Why is it written ‘70’ and here it’s written another 28 years?

From today, this is 308 years, if it’s from today, it’s another 300 years.

So the Be’er Moshe explains all this, the Rebbe of Ozorov, Yechiel HaLevi Epstein, the Admor of Ozorov.

He died on the 1st of Shevat, 5731 – 54 years ago.

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Here, he explains what is the vav (6) thousands, tzadi-gimmel (93).

Nobody knows how to explain this, how the 93 is relevant, but it’s a simple thing.

2140 we left Mitzraim. 2140 – Parshat Ve’etchanan, after 40 years from 2140 until today, this is 3605. This is exactly 515 times seven, all of Moshe’s prayers, these were for seven years.

Translated from Shivivei Or 409.

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FOOTNOTES:

[1] You can read the full story of Yiftach in Shoftim, 11:1-39.

[2] Part of the speech Yiftach made to the Children of Ammon, before he went to war against them.

[3] Otiot of R’ Akiva, letter Bet. 

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Ad kan, from the Rav.

When I read the part about the timing of Moshiach coming, I found it very hard to understand.

What is the Rav saying, what is he talking about?

After pondering it some more, I realised that the Rav was explaining that even amongst massive rabbonim, who really do know their stuff, when it comes to kabbalistic formulations and interpretations – nobody knows for sure, when geula is happening.

Nobody knows for sure.

Nobody.

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One good thing about the ‘world of confusion’ we are all currently living in, is that more and more people who used to hang off every statement from ‘youtube rabbis’ are starting to be more wary of listening to ‘predictions’ about geula.

This is so helpful, because ‘predicting geula’ is/ was a favorite pastime of kabbalists with sabbatean leanings – and also, evangelical xtians, with their own obsession with bloody apocalypse and ‘end times’ revelations.

By contrast, Breslov and Rabbenu have always put the focus on the individual working to overcome their own bad middot and lack of emuna, to enjoy a ‘personal geula’ in their own lives, regardless of what is going on more widely in the world.

Going forward, that is the only sensible, useful derech to follow.

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If you are suffering, if you are in pain, if you find it very hard to live in this difficult world the way things are, at the moment, the first thing to understand is that:

Most thinking, sentient people are feeling exactly the same way, right now.

You are not alone.

Suffering is a common condition for the whole of mankind, one way or another.

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So then, the question becomes:

What are you going to do about it? To alleviate your own, personal suffering?

How are you going to take responsibility for your life, and for your experience of it?

What do YOU need to change, work on, accept, fix, particularly spiritually, in order for things to start getting better for you, in the here-and-now?

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After all, God is doing everything.

And it’s all for our ultimate good, even the stuff that is so very painful and horrible to deal with.

And everything is just a ‘message’ from God, about what we, you and me, need to acknowledge, work on, and try to fix.

With God’s help.

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Evangelical xtians and sabbatean thinkers would of course disagree with all this.

To them, the one answer to fixing the world’s problem is for the moshiach to come, or ‘come back’, and do all the spiritual heavy lifting required on behalf of everyone else.

When someone is just repeating over and over again: we want moshiach NOW!!! we want moshiach NOW!!! we want moshiach NOW!!! – what are they really saying?

They are saying:

I don’t want to take spiritual responsibility for my own life, and the mess my own dalet amot is in. I just want some ‘moshiach guy’ to show up, wave his magic wand, and fix it all for me.

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This is the essence of xtian belief about ‘moshiach’ / Yoshki.

It’s the antithesis of what authentic Judaism teaches.

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Tachlis, if you want things to be nicer in your own world, in  your own experience of life, while God is doing whatever God is doing, with bringing the geula, then take responsibility for yourself.

Invest an hour of your time into doing hitbodedut, the single biggest present a person can give themselves, spiritually.

Book a trip to Uman (I was there a couple of months ago, it’s as safe as anywhere else – Israel also has a war going on, remember?)

Learn about the power ofpidyon nefesh with a True Tzaddik, the one in a generation, and do the experiment yourself, see what happens.

Stop relating to yourself as a ‘victim’, and instead understand that we are ALL down here, because we have really bad middot we need to acknowledge and fix.

And most of our suffering is a direct result of the consequences of our bad middot.

(What isn’t, what is left over from tikkunim from previous lives – that’s where the pidyonot come in.)

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People don’t like to hear this, I know.

It’s a free world, of course.

You are free to totally ignore all this, stick your fingers in your ears, and just carry on chanting we want moshiach NOW!!!

But, if you’ve had enough of suffering and feeling so horrible all the time, and you aren’t content to drown your pain in prescription drugs, hashish, alcohol or [fill in the blank] – hitbodedut, Uman, cheshbon hanefesh and pidyonot are the route out of the madness.

Moshiach may only show up in another 200 years, God forbid.

If you want to enjoy your life in the here and now – it’s time to take spiritual responsibility for yourself.

Rabbenu already mapped out the whole path.

All a person needs to do, is try their best to follow it.

Excerpt of a shiur given on 14th Iyar, 5785, (May 12th, 2025) to a group in Tsfat.

[The Rav is talking about Bat Yiftach, who ran out of her home to greet her father, Yiftach, who had made a vow that he would sacrifice to Hashem the first ‘thing’ that would greet him on his way home, if he was successful in his fight against the Ammonites, who were trying to claim some of the Kingdom of Israel’s territory. The Rav says that Yifatch wanted to immediately go and nullify his vow, but his daughter wouldn’t let him do that.][1]

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Where did she learn this?

Yiftach tore his clothes, what did you do to me?! He said, I’m going now to release myself from the vow.

[But his daughter said] No! You are not going to be released from the vow, I don’t let you. She was stubborn, so stubborn. Father, whatever you said, you should do it, whatever came out of your mouth.

Afterwards, [Hashem] took such revenge, He destroyed Ammon.

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Because Ammon wanted the shtachim [colloquial Hebrew often translated as ‘occupied territories’ in Western media] returned.

Whatever you want – just give back the shtachim (that Am Yisrael had conquered from them).

They wanted peace! They were ‘men of peace’.

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Now, Trump came (to Saudi Arabia, Qatar and the Emirates).

He’s already prepared to give them two states, everything.

Already, they’re talking about that he’s ready to give everything to the Arabs, he wants Saudi Arabia, he doesn’t need Israel.

He said, the Arabs are more important. There are two billion Arabs, and the Jews are five million.

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“And now Hashem, the God of Israel, has driven out the Amorite because of His people Israel – yet you would possess it? Surely, whatever your god Chemosh lets you possess, that you shall possess; and whichever [people] God drives away before us, that [land] we shall possess.” (Shoftim 11: 22-23.)[2]

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He [the king of Ammon] said, give back the shtachim!

You’ve already been sitting on it for 300 years, this is not your land! You stole our land from us!

Already back then, they were talking about returning the ‘occupied territories’.

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Translated from Shivivei Or 409.

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FOOTNOTES:

[1] You can read the full story of Yiftach in Shoftim, 11:1-39.

[2] Part of the speech Yiftach made to the Children of Ammon, before he went to war against them.

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Ad kan, from the Rav.

I don’t know about you, but I am totally exhausted at the moment.

Too much going on…. and mostly, I don’t even know what, because I am trying to be ‘off the news’.

That said, I got sent the following articles by two readers:

Hebrew: https://www.israelhayom.co.il/news/welfare/article/18101702

And English: https://m.jpost.com/israel-news/article-856407

It’s good news, that this is finally starting to be talked about in official forums…. but there is still a long path ahead, probably, until the ‘world of lies’, particularly about this issue, starts to explode.

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I have a few more bits to translate from the Rav for you, BH.

And I’m just going to focus on that the next couple of weeks, because it seems to me it’s easy to share ‘opinions’ about what is going on, or not, at the moment – but it’s also mostly pointless, and just expending energy that could be better used doing other stuff.

BH, God knows what He’s doing.

Shabbat shalom.

Rabbenu teaches that when there is ‘war’ in the world, that plays out within a person’s family.

And if that person lives alone, then it plays out within the individual themselves, and drives them mad.

I would like to add to this, that having observed the fish tank for three weeks now, I think the ‘war vibes’ in the world are also playing out in the aquarium.

Last week, I noticed there were shalom bayit issues happening with two of the three psychos I bought to make up for the dead goldfish. There’s a blue one (the man….) and an orangey-peach one (the woman….) – and my social worker daughter was horrified to see the domestic abuse going on in the tank.

The blue thing chases the peach thing all over the place, non-stop, unless she can find somewhere to hide herself away for a couple of hours. And it’s always that way around.

If there was social services for fish, my social worker daughter would have called them in.

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In the meantime, I also bought a black ‘cleaning fish’ three weeks ago, and while it’s externally quite ugly, of all the fish in the tank, it’s the most selfless and helpful.

It spends its whole time cleaning stuff up, and also helped the original psycho goldfish to calm down by suckering itself firmly into the spot where otherwise the reflection from the corner drives the goldfish mad.

Three days ago, before Shavuot, I christened it the ‘tzaddik’ of the tank.

The next day – one cute-looking tiny angel fish started cholek-ing on the tzaddik. It literally started pecking it to death. Yesterday, the ‘tzaddik’ went to the big goldfish bowl in the sky, having been killed by the angel fish.

And another fish also got caught up in the carnage – we fished out what was left of it and spent a couple of minutes trying to guess what it used to look like.

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What in the world?!

I bought this tank to ‘relax’ and ‘calm down’, and now, I had a double-homicide to deal with, plus ongoing domestic abuse.

I decided to do some hitbodedut on what God was showing me, via the aquarium, because everything, e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g is a message, if we can just quiet our minds, our lives, for a few minutes to ponder it.

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What came to mind was Rabbenu’s teaching about how ‘war’ plays out even in our family dynamics, even in ourselves – even, it seems, within our fish tank.

There are vibes in the world that we are all picking up, and if we aren’t taking the time, making the effort, to really deal with them, spiritually – then, we can find ourselves in big trouble.

That same day that the tzaddik and another fish got pecked to death, there were two suicide-homicides reported here in Israel, in Bat Yam and in Modiin, where the husbands went nuts, killed their wives and then killed themselves.

That same day, I remember hearing what felt like all my neighbours having massive arguments.

There was a ‘vibe’ of violence and strife.

It played out in a whole bunch of ways.

(This was the same day that Ukraine reportedly attacked Russia with a bunch of drones… Not saying that happened as reported, but saying there were definitely war vibes in the air.)

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Another thing I’ve learnt from the goldfish experiment is that even being a fish is not simple.

With all the stress of the last few years, I’m sure many of us have had a quiet daydream of turning into some bird and flying away from it all…. Or some carp, and just swimming serenely through life, without having to deal with all this aggro and tension all the time.

I am now seeing that is another illusion of the yetzer hara.

Even the fish are having bad days, abuse, starvation (that one day I forgot to feed them….) and even, murder.

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Tachlis, we are down here to work.

There are no ‘free rides’ in this world, not even for a goldfish, and certainly not for a sentient human being.

(It’s a discussion for another time, but fish have personalities, mamash. There is no way that their personality is possible, given the size of their brains, so it’s clearly a function of the soul that’s inhabiting the fish. It’s very interesting to consider what is going on in our world, spiritually, and also explains why my bunny rabbit a few years’ back was also a psycho.)

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In the meantime – there is a tzaddik in every generation.

I am sending my husband back to the store to buy another cleaning fish, to replace the one that got attacked and killed.

Because life continues, the world goes on – and the point is to just do our best, and to try and stay close to God, and to continue to do our bit to nullify and neutralise all the ‘war’ around us right now, and especially, the war within.

Maybe, the goldfish are stuck being psychos, chasing their tails all day long, doomed to repeat the same abusive patterns, until their friend eats them.

But we aren’t goldfish.

We are human beings, we are Jews, with a Torah, with a True Tzaddik in every generation to guide us and protect us, and help us clean up the mess that is being made all around us.

And probably unlike a goldfish (but who knows, at this point), God expects us to recognise our bad middot, and to overcome them.

With prayer.

With hitbodedut.

With teshuva.

With God’s help.

Only, truthfully, with God’s help.

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God gave us the power of speech for a reason, after all.

And it’s the words of Torah, sincere teshuva and heartfelt prayer that we utter that truly separate us from the bottom-feeders of the world.

 

 

Last week, I met up with family members I haven’t seen for a while.

They were having a few issues, including not being able to sell their properties, one of which had been on the market for three years already, in the UK, with no decent offer on the table.

They aren’t frum – not even a little bit.

In the past, we’ve had a lot of issues over our differing worldviews and opinions about religion and God. But over the last few years, things have shifted to the point where we can now talk about our differences, and hear the other person out respectfully.

That’s huge.

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So, they were talking about these two properties that haven’t sold for years….

And out of nowhere, I started talking about maybe you should do a pidyon for them

I have very good friends, dati friends, that I have never mentioned pidyonot to, because I don’t want to get into an argument for nothing. But sitting there with our family, I suddenly blurted that out, and then, to my surprise, they at least wanted to hear what IS that? How is it meant to work?

Let’s pause, to bring something from Rabbenu, translated into English in His Wisdom, No: 175:

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Before his pilgrimage to the Holy Land, the Rebbe said:

I don’t understand how tzaddikim make a pidyon and intercede on behalf of another.

There are 24 Heavenly courts.

When a person presents the redemption, the tzaddik must know in which court the person is being judged. If he does not know this, he may intercede and bring the redemption [pidyon] to one court while the person is actually being judged in another.

He must therefore know precisely in which court the man is being judged, and what particular intercession and pidyon are required by that particular court.

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I know all 24 courts.

I can appeal a case from one court to another, through all 24 courts. If I do not agree with the judgment of one court, I can ask that he be judged in another court.

Going from one court to another is certainly beneficial. No matter what the final outcome, the sentence is still delayed. Because of this delay, the sentence can be reduced because of some merit on the part of the defendant.

Even if this does not help, I can still appeal directly to the King.

This takes great wisdom and effort, and no one else in this generation can do it.

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This is Rabbenu speaking, but we explained some sort of dumbed-down version to our family, of how it all works spiritually.

Then, they wanted to know how it had worked for us, in the past.

So, we gave them literally half a dozen examples, including when we were trying to sell my MIL’s house for a year, a few years’ back, before Covid, with no offer at all, and then the week after we gave a pidyon for it (10,000 nis, if anyone wants to know the sort of sums we’re talking about) – we got an offer for slightly over the price we thought we could get for it.

Our family knew about that story, as they’d experienced it themselves, just, they didn’t know about the pidyon that we’d paid to get things moving.

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Next, they wanted to know if it ever doesn’t work – if we ourselves ever paid a pidyon that hadn’t worked the way we hoped.

I told them honestly we had one ‘thing’ that the pidyon hadn’t been able to shift, but with hindsight, it was already clear to us why that one ‘thing’ couldn’t be shifted, and that it was for the best.

The wife was interested…. The husband was sceptical.

Just take the shirt off my back! He said with a cynical smile. I think I’m going to become a rabbi, it sounds like a good gig..

But the wife wanted to know who to give it to – because as Rabbenu tells us above, there is really only one person in the generation, who knows all 24 courts.

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And then, we left it alone and changed the subject.

I was sure they weren’t going to do anything, the husband was way too sceptical.

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Half an hour before Shabbat, I got a message from the wife.

She’d done a pidyon without mentioning it to her husband (she has her own funds) – and whaddya know?

They just had a cash offer for the house in the UK, that was actually acceptable.

She just wanted me to know that.

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I asked my contact at Shuvu about the Rav’s Torah, that when it’s finished is meant to stop the war, etc.

They were hoping it would be ready by Shavuot, but now the scribe told them the latest, it’s ready by Simchat Torah.

Simchat Torah?!

What, this madness is going to continue for two whole years?!

I was a little disappointed.

But everything is for the best.

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In the meantime, while the general ‘sweetening’ required for Am Yisrael seems to have been delayed a few months again, I want to urge you to do everything in your power to at least sweeten things for yourself.

As much as you can.

And that’s part of why I decided to post this story up.

There is still a lot of suffering going on, all around.

But if you believe in the True Tzaddikim, like Rebbe Nachman, like the Rav, at least enough to do an experiment, and if you aren’t totally sunken in the lust for money – there are options on the table, to help ameliorate things while we’re all waiting for dawn to break, generally.

Either it’s blood (dam), or it’s money (damim).

And I know which one I prefer.

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May we all have a wonderful Shavuot.