Highmoon's Ponderings

Two things have stuck in my head from the weekend and have prompted some thoughts.
First, my rabbi, Rabbi Dalfin of Ohr Menachem Chabad of North Bay Village, made a comment on this week parasha (weekly Torah portion), Vayeira (Genesis 18:1-22:24), specifically on the moment when Abraham “argues” with God to save the city of Sodom if there are enough righteous people, starting with 50, then 45, 30, 20 and ending with 10; less than 10 is not enough to spare the city. This is one of those places in the Torah where we see clearly the value and importance of a minyan, the quorum of 10 adult Jewish men.

So the rabbi tells a story of the Alter Rebbe (the 1st Chabad-Lubavitcher Rebbe) of a time when he was travelling in Russia and lodged at an inn run by a Jewish man and his family for generations in a somewhat isolated area of the country. The Rebbe asked the man why did he live so far from a Jewish community, to which the man answered that his family had owned the inn for many years and this is how they made their living. The Rebbe asked the man what did he do for prayers, to pray with a minyan. The man answered that, except for the High Holy Days, when he would travel to the city, the rest of the year he would have no minyan to pray with; a few Jewish travelers here and there, but hardly ever a minyan. The Rebbe spoke to the man about the importance of praying with a minyan, and went to his room, only to be awakened some time later by the sounds of furniture being moved. The man had take the Rebbe’s words to heart and decided to move to the city to be able to pray with a minyan. The Rebbe said later to his students that he had been moved by this man, who was not his student or one of his followers, but that had taken his words to heart so thoroughly. It’s a great story, and it indeed points to the importance of praying with a minyan.

But there’s another side to the story, a side-effect, if you will. Because of the Rebbe’s words, this man closed his inn and moved, thereby removing the one small presence of Judaism that there was in this remote area of the country. While the man was there, a Jewish traveller could be assured to find a host sensitive to his special needs, assured to find kosher food in the middle of nowhere, assured to find a candle in the middle of the gentile darkness around. With the man moving away, that candle was extinguished, who knows if ever to be rekindled again. My rabbi took this as a great example to be followed, while I was bothered to no end by it. What if this man’s mission was to be a roadside candle for travellers? What if the true difference he made in the world was by being a spark of Judaism where you wouldn’t think of finding one? Yeah, it’s important to pray with a minyan, but it is also important to bring light to the nations; that’s our calling after all!

At its core, this bothered me because one of those “perhaps one day” dreams that I have is to move to Europe (the Dingle Peninsual in Ireland is at the top of my list), open a little B&B, and enjoy peace and quietness while having the wonders of Europe just outside my door. This would most likely mean being the only Jew around for miles, and not being able to pray with a minyan. But this would also mean that I’d be a little spark of Judaism in a place where you wouldn’t exactly expect to find one. I’d be that opportunity for a Jewish traveller to find a kosher meal in western Ireland; to find that timers and pre-cooked food (perhaps even some cholent) come Shabbat; to find someone who understand when this traveller says he/she wishes they had some kugel or burekas; to help all the gentiles around get used to the idea of Jews being normal human beings, respectful and amiable, living with the laws of God while fully being a part of this world. In short, to be a Jewish beacon in the midst of a gentile ocean. God knows I wish I had found this when I was travelling in Ireland two years ago! How can we be a light unto the nations if we only keep to our all-Jewish communities?

The other weekend subject I was thinking about was Halloween. I think I’m over it. I used to like Halloween, a lot, but over the last few years that interest has dwindled and it has nothing to do with my conversion to Judaism; while Orthodox Judaism certainly does not endorse the celebration of Halloween (read more about it here), it is not as dire as, say, the position on celebrating Christmas (which is a big no-no). I just, I don’t know, don’t care anymore. Dressing up in costume is fun, but I don’t really want to do it (not even for the Renaissance Faire lately, either). I’m not sure why, either, but I just don’t. Though last night I did go to my friend’s house to their little party and had a good time (see the pictures). We took their 1-year old baby girl Alexis trick-or-treating and got lots of candies that we ate for her (she didn’t mind). Maybe once I have kids it’ll be fun again, though by then I’ll also have to decided on the issue of Halloween and raising an Orthodox Jewish family… Things don’t really get easy as you grow older, do they?

So, to end on a high note, here’s a really good article on the position of Judaism in regards to the occult. In short, no, we’re not like the Christians at all (thank God for that); Judaism is very much a way of life that stresses the middle of the road and the understanding that EVERYTHING is a part of God and part of His plan. With that in mind, the occult can be understood to be just another tool of God that can be used for benefit or harm (remember that good and evil are human inventions). The article is well-written and is completely non-dogmatic; I invite you to read it.

by Rabbi Ahron Lopiansky

I’ll gladly take any excuse to talk about traveling; I love being on the road, seeing the world, expanding my horizons (not mention being out of Miami for a little while). Once a month I received Rick Steves’ Travel News via email, in which Rick writes a little essay to introduce the month’s news, normally a mix of updated entries from his travel guides, short articles on various aspects of travel in Europe, plus a photo essay on a different theme each month. (As a side note, anyone who loves travel and Europe should subscribe to the email newsletter and to the print newsletter, as it gives you a handy travel fix between trips.)

Today I got a special edition Elections 2004 Travel Newsletter email, with a mixture of new and old articles from the past year all focusing on how the U.S. and Americans are seen abroad (mainly in Europe) and what kind of thoughts that should elicit in us as we head to the polls next Tuesday. While I don’t necessarily agree 100% with every single word Rick writes on his site, I do wholeheartedly agree with the overall message. To sum it up in a sentence from Rick’s article on USAToday.com, “If more Americans traveled before they voted, they would elect a government with policies that didn’t put it at odds with the rest of the world.” Abso-freakin-lutely.

Americans in general are some of the most obtuse people I have ever met when it comes to having a world-picture: the U.S. sits at the center of the universe, and there is little reason to consider anything else. It’s easy when you live in a country that spans a continent from coast to coast, but it shouldn’t be the norm. I’m not saying we should not be proud of being American; quite the contrary, actually. We should be proud, and that pride should allow us to go into the rest of the world as citizen ambassadors, a veritable army of people putting a face on the U.S. that is not the president’s (any of them), showing the rest of the world who we truly are: a people with a strong work ethic, no-holds-barred attitude and the ambition (and desire) to reach beyond the stars. Yeah, some people take those virtues and turn them into vices (workaholism is just as bad as alcoholism, and there is a fine-albeit-present line between pride and arrogance), but not all of us are like that. The government is not going to be the one to show this side of Americans to the world—it has way too many economic and political interests to be objective—so it is up to each and every one of us travelers to do so.

So please, when you travel abroad (and everyone should travel abroad, the world’s too big to live your whole life in one place), remember you are an ambassador of the true United States, and that your actions speak for all of us. You don’t have to learn a new language (though it wouldn’t hurt you, you know! Europeans on average speak 2 languages, and many speak 3 and 4), just get a phrasebook and practice how to say “Hello,” “Thank you,” and “Do you speak English?” For all that’s holy, please don’t just assume and start speaking English; if a foreigner did that to you in the U.S. you’d flip out, so don’t do it to them. Stop being a tourist and become a short-term resident; do the touristy stuff, but venture beyond the glitz to the backstreets and be rewarded with a whole new world, the day-to-day world. Remember that we are all, every single one of us in every single country in the world, residents of the same planet, so think of people in Russia, China, Japan, Australia, Ethiopia, Israel, Turkey, France, Germany, England, Finland, Canada, Mexico, Uruguay, Argentina, or anywhere else in the world as your cousins a few degrees removed. And above all, keep the rest of the world in mind when you make your decision on Nov. 2; the elections decide the president on the U.S., but the U.S. has an incredible impact upon the rest of the world, and we should be responsible with that power.

This is what I have read so far this year (follow the link to my little review):

1. Gehenna: The Final Night – Ari Marmell
2. Girl With a Pearl Earring – Tracy Chevalier
3. Tipping The Velvet – Sarah Waters
4. Maimonides’ Principles – Aryeh Kaplan
5. The Passion – Jeanette Winterson
6. Mysterious Creatures – Nosson Slifkin

I’ve been reading a lot lately, and I intend to keep it up. If I can stay at the rate of 3 books per month, that’ll be awesome. I may be able to do more, who knows, but at the very least I am officially shooting for 30 books this year.

Oh, and wish me good luck. I already put in my application for grad school. Hoping to get into the Masters of Literature program at FIU. I’m shooting for that PhD, though; I wanna have Dr. in front of my name and annoy everyone who ever doubted I’d amount to little more than a pimply-faced, comic-book-reading, D&D-playing nerdoid. Granted, there aren’t many of those (I do have an amiable personality), but still. Bah, who cares about those people. We all know I wanna have a PhD cause I want that cool octagonal velvet cap and velvet gown you only get as a PhD graduate. Fashion, that’s why I want my degree.

And about the book I am currently reading, Neither Here Nor There: Travels In Europe by Bill Bryson, I am liking it a lot. I like travel memoirs. I like making my own better (something I intend to start working on soon), but it is a good second option, and beats whatever it is I am doing here at work.

– Highmoon
Wishing I was in Dublin, or Venice, or London, or Paris… heck, even Rome will do (though not Naples… icky Naples)

I have finally finished the website for our honeymoon in Ireland one year ago!!! 

Go and visit now:

CELTIC HONEYMOON – IRELAND 2002
www.dmperez.com/travel/ireland

– Highmoon
Yay!

Went to New York this past weekend. What a great town! I loved it. It is such a sea of people; rows upon rows of buildings of all sizes, each holding and hiding hundreds of stores, offices, homes. It seemed everytime I came up from the subway it was a whole new world. I could see myself living up there. And to top it all off, it snowed. 28 year of life and I just got to see snow. Very very cool. 

Had to use yesterday to get back into the swing of regular life; you know, the vacation after the vacation.

Well, my little writing project is coming along well. I have about half the material done. I have two people who are going to help me with artwork, one more I may buy a piece from, and heck, I may do one piece myself. We’ll see. I am now tracking down playtesters. Still excited about this project, though now I have started to think about the business side of things, and that is a huge headache. But I’ll leave that for later.

Gotta jet now and run some errands before the day flies by.