Shhhh. It’s “God.”

DEPENDING ON WHO’S reading this, I am about to sound either enlightened or nutty; I don’t really care which, and it doesn’t really matter. (As this blog’s tagline goes, “Those Who Know, Chuckle.”)

One of my favorite rabbis/writers, Jay Michaelson, wrote a book some years ago called Everything is God: The Radical Path of Nondual Judaism. R’ Michaelson’s thesis is that “nonduality” – the idea that everything and everyone is a manifestation of the Divine, rather than G?d being somehow separate from or “above” the physical universe – has as significant a place in Judaism as it does in other mystical traditions (e.g., Vedanta, Sufism, Zen Buddhism, &c).

I began reading this remarkable book a few days ago, and before I had gotten twelve pages in I fired off a fanmail to its author thanking him for having “validated every spiritual experience I have ever had” (if you’re curious, here’s the most profound and lasting one). What makes this book so compelling, at least to me, is R’ Michaelson’s style: matter-of-fact without being “woo-woo,” widely educated but without pretension, and warmly relatable without dumbing down.

Above all, R’ Michaelson emphasizes that the nondual experience can’t be fully described – not because description isn’t allowed, but because isn’t possible. (Or, as he puts it: “In the Jewish tradition, secret traditions are not secret because they are rarely disclosed. They are secret because they are experiential, and thus cannot be disclosed at all.”)

Despite that such experiences don’t lend themselves to words, some teachers make doing so look easy. Rabbi Michaelson is one of those teachers, and Everything is God is one of those books.

Speechless in Sonoma

AFTER SERVICES TODAY (one of my students was celebrating their b’mitzvah), I complimented their old grandfather (about my late dad‘s age: north of 85?), on his Ashkenazic (Eastern European) Hebrew accent. We began talking, and at one point he had me stand shoulder-to shoulder with him, each of us facing in the opposite direction.

“In my shul – I must have been 10? 11? – there were these two men who used to stand like this and pray,” he explained.

“Why did they do that?” I asked.

“They were in the camps,” he said. “And they weren’t allowed to talk.”

The thought of two Jews risking their lives in the mist of Hell to pray as Jews, while keeping their eyes open for trouble and torment, suddenly struck me speechless.

“Thank you for telling me that,” I eventually said in a hollow voice. “I will never forget this story.”

I hope you won’t either.

Words To Bring Back: “Apotheosis”

– Definition: noun the perfect form or example of something : quintessence
– Used in a sentence: Fred Rogers is the apotheosis of a kind, smart, and decent teacher.
– Why: Despite the modern now-a-go-go dystopia we’re headed for, it’s important to know what to call our remaining best and brightest. Very important.

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