Showing posts with label Shekhinah-Asherah. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 17, 2021

Tarot Cards and Sacred Signs

For some tarot readers, certain cards are signs of direct communication from a beloved deity or spiritual guide. Inspired by this, I decided to find which cards Hestia might use to get my attention. Over the course of several days I pulled cards, sometimes finding immediate insight into Hestia's choice, and sometimes being left with questions that I know will be answered in time.

I continued this experiment with other beings: Ganesha, Lara the Protector of my Spirit, Shekhinah-Asherah, HaKadosh Barechu, Sarah Immeinu, Holy Mother Leah, and others.

When I asked Hestia which cards would serve as her sign, the Queen of Wands seemed an obvious and fitting choice for the Goddess of the Hearth. 


Shekhinah-Asherah selected thought-provoking cards. Each card offered glimpses into beginnings, transformations, and endings.

As I sat with the cards that will indicate communication from HaKadosh Barechu, I felt a sense of rightness. It will take time for their significance to dawn on me.

Two pair of cards drawn for Ganesha, made me wonder. Each pair included an image of a difficult situation as well as a picture of joy.
 

Sarah Immeinu's card, The Wheel of Fortune, mirrored the ups and downs of her remarkable life. 

Leah's card intrigued me. The King of Cups was more enigmatic than ever, only leaving me with questions: does it signify her love for Yaakov, her recognition of God's power, or her journey to emotional maturity?

Lara revealed a symbol of authority and true power. That message was very clear, telling me to embrace my own strength and assert my influence in the world.

I had encountered Ulmo and Nienna in The Silmarillion when I was in my early adolescence. Those two have continued to resonate with me throughout the years. 

Nienna is the goddess of lamentation and her card which can symbolize a wedding, where a glass is broken under the chuppah because, as was explained by Rabbi Alan Berg, if we can remember our greatest sorrow at a time of joy, then we will be able to remember our greatest joy in a time of sorrow.


Ulmo, Tolkien's God of the Sea, cared deeply for Elves and Men. His realm extended up through all waterways to lakes and streams, so he could hear their prayers and aid those who called to him.

They say everyone has a spiritual guide. Eager to meet mine, I pulled two cards. They are joyful cards whose significance still eludes me.

Over time, I will continue pull cards to find connections to other divine beings.

Thursday, December 24, 2020

Not artsy or crafty, but having fun anyway

As a birthday gift, Arlan bought me two plain boxes at a store in the industrial area that sells household goods and a few art supplies. 

I had visions of creating a secretive altar in one of them, but my lack of either artistic talent or craft skills is impeding my vision. The wood is light and dry; I worry that it would absorb paint and turn any outline into a smear of color. So I just sketched with pencil on paper and stuck the paper into the box. (I ran out of paper, so the outside has a post-it note.)

Just as frustrating as my poor drawings skills is the fact that I'm not as proficient printing letters as I am writing in cursive. Not satisfied with my work, but unsure what else to do, I set that project aside for more thought. 

Then I started designing a Hebrew priestess prayer cord. Fun!

Beading supplies are not readily available here, but I've enjoyed thinking about what symbolism I'd want in a prayer cord. I started with the idea of a sea turtle charm and 13 beads to represent the 13 months of the year. I divided them into two halves, days of rain and days of sun, with the leap month, Adar Alef in the middle.

I listed all the holy times for each month. I'd forgotten about some of the special Shabbatot, but they're all on the bead list now, along with holy days, modern Israeli holidays, and the Ethiopian holiday of Sigd. (I thought about including Novy God, but didn't.) I probably wouldn't include little beads for the holidays in each month. Some months would have six extra beads and some would have only one or none. And would Sukkot be represented by one bead or seven?

Then I wondered if Kohenet's 13 priestess archetypes might align with the 13 months, based on the holidays. Then I considered what a symbol might be for each priestess. Too many symbols would be too busy. 

So just 13 moon beads and a sea turtle charm.

But I wanted more beads. How about the Seven Species? Naturally, I had to find out when each one is harvested. Seven didn't fit into the 13 moons evenly, so I had to come up with something else.

I thought about the Four Holy Mothers (ברז׳׳ל). So of course, I had to consider their children, the tribes of Israel. (The half tribes, descended from Dinah's daughter and Yosef, correspond to Libra and Scorpio, so I assigned them to the months of Tishrei and Cheshvan, and I placed the tribe of Levi, which had no portion in the Land, in the month of Adar Alef.) Those four didn't fit into the pattern of 13 beads, either.

And obviously, the 3 Gates of the World (Earth, Ocean, and Sky) also wouldn't fit neatly in the pattern of 13 beads.

However, all three sets of symbols together might fit into the pattern. Here's one possibility I'm considering:

Charm(s): Sea Turtle      
       
Gate of Sky      
Gate of Earth      
Gate of Sea      
       
Bead 1 Elul   Days of Rain Seeker Priestess
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 2 Tishrei   Days of Rain Queen Priestess
Holy Mother Bead      
Bead 3  Cheshvan  Days of Rain Wise Woman Priestess
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 4 Kislev   Days of Rain Shrine Keeper Priestess
Priestess Bead (me)
   
Bead 5 Tevet   Days of Rain Mourning Woman Priestess
Holy Mother Bead      
Bead 6 Shevat   Days of Rain Witch Priestess 
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 7 Adar Alef (leap month) Fool Priestess
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 8 Adar / Adar Bet Days of Sun Maiden Priestess
Holy Mother Bead      
Bead 9 Nisan Days of Sun Midwife Priestess 
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 10 Iyyar   Days of Sun Weaver Priestess
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 11 Sivan   Days of Sun Prophetess Priestess
Holy Mother Bead      
Bead 12 Tammuz   Days of Sun Mother Priestess 
Seven Species Bead      
Bead 13 Av   Days of Sun Lover Priestess
       
Charms:  Tree & Snake      

I had lots of ideas for charms that could dangle at the end opposite the Sea Turtle charm:

  • A bell and a pomegranate? (Decorations on the High Priest's robe in ancient times.)
  • A tree and a bronze serpent and a woman (Goddess symbols from the Garden of Eden.)
  • Two candles? (The Sabbath Bride.)
  • A water jug? (The water drawing ceremony during Sukkot.) 
  • A hoopoe? (National bird and a symbol of leadership and knowledge.) 
  • A pillar? Two pillars? (The goddess Wisdom, the Temple, and the Tree of Life.)
  • A mirror? (A priestess symbol throughout the world.)
  • A lamp? (Wisdom goddess.)
  • A moon and a sun? (The Hebrew calendar is both lunar and solar.)
  • A wheel of the year? (Fits the theme of the cord.)
  • A labyrinth? (A symbol of the goddess and of priestesses.)
  • A seven-branched menorah? (Like the one that stood in the Temple.)

Miscellaneous notes:

Possible symbols for the Priestess Archetypes

  • Seeker Priestess (Labyrinth) - month of Elul
  • Queen Priestess (Staff or Throne)
  • Wise Woman Priestess (Crossroads or Pillar) 
  • Shrine Keeper Priestess (Mirror) 
  • Mourning Woman Priestess (Stone) 
  • Witch Priestess (Feather or Boat) 
  • Fool Priestess (Snake or Chariot) 
  • Maiden Priestess (Drum or Dancer) 
  • Midwife Priestess (Cord or Frog) 
  • Weaver Priestess (Loom or Spindle) 
  • Prophetess Priestess (A Well or Bee) 
  • Mother Priestess (7-branched menorah or a Breast) 
  • Lover Priestess (Grapes or a Dancer)

The Seven Species

  • Grapes, harvested in Elul and Tishrei
  • Figs, harvested in Elul and Tishrei
  • Olives, harvested in Cheshvan
  • Barley, harvested in Nisan and Iyyar
  • Wheat, harvested in Sivan
  • Pomegranates, harvested in Tamuz and Av
  • Dates, harvested in Av, Elul, and Tishrei

The Four Holy Mothers

  • Holy Mother Bilhah (mother of Dan and Naftali) 
  • Holy Mother Rachel (mother of Yosef and Binyamin) 
  • Holy Mother Zilpah (mother of Gad and Asher) 
  • Holy Mother Leah (mother of Reuven, Shimon, Levi, Yehudah,Yissachar, Zevulun, and Dinah)

The Tribes and Times of the Year

  • Elul (Virgo) Gad
  • Tishrei (Libra) Efraim - half tribe, from Dinah's daughter and Yosef
  • Cheshvan (Scorpio) Menasheh - half tribe, from Dinah's daughter and Yosef
  • Kislev (Sagittarius) Binyamin
  • Tevet (Capricorn) Dan
  • Shevat (Aquarius) Asher
  • Adar Alef - Levi (priestly tribe, had no portion in the Land)
  • Adar (Pisces) Naftali
  • Nisan (Aries) Yehudah
  • Iyyar (Taurus) Yissachar
  • Sivan (Gemini) Zevulun
  • Tammuz (Cancer) Reuven
  • Av (Leo) Shimon

The Three Gates of the Year

  • Gate of Earth (Sukkot, during month of Tishrei)
  • Gate of Ocean (Pesach, during month of Nisan)
  • Gate of Air (Shavuot, during month of Sivan)

I've been dreaming a lot since I started planning the beads. (A bear played a significant role in one dream.) I wake up with more ideas for the cord every day and I wonder what ideas will come to me the next day.

Friday, March 4, 2016

My Kohenet Application

Four days of writing and crying have finally yielded a completed application. I will let it simmer for a day or so, and make revisions before submitting it to Kohenet.


KOHENET APPLICATION:

Here are my answers for all of the application essays. I have put them in a different order to make it easier for you to understand my responses.

6) What are your practices and priorities of self-care?

My self-care includes extreme caution with respect to any Jewish community. I've learned that if I can’t discern any warmth or welcome, I should get out as fast as I can.

I went to rav school in 2003/2004 and was ostracized because I am a convert. It was entirely unexpected, as the Jewish community had made such a positive difference in my life during the previous nine years.

Although I was one of only two people in my class who passed all my courses, all I felt was hurt, confusion, and, most of all, shame. After that, I longed for Jewish community, but was afraid to walk into a synagogue, and I spiraled downward. When I forced myself to go to shul, I couldn’t pray because the Hebrew letters danced around the pages of the siddur. I became again an awkward thirteen-year-old, terrified of people and my own voice.

Even then, my reaction seemed out of proportion to what had happened. Now I recognize that many events were reminiscent of traumas I’d had as a child and adolescent.

I have not found a safe Jewish community since then. Five years ago, I mistook another Jewish community for a caring one and was shamed and humiliated. I have not recovered from either experience.

Writing the “why did you convert” essay for my aliyah application was agony, even though it was about a joyful period that began the best decade of my life. And the first four times that I attempted to answer the Kohenet application questions, my insides knotted up and part of me curled up begging, “No! Don't make me do this!” Reflecting on my Jewish experience is hard. My Jewish identity is central to me, but it is also a source of pain.

Participation in Kohenet might be a very healing experience and a transformative one. However, it could be also be triggering. I know that I cannot recover a third time. It’s a risk. I had hoped to test the waters by taking online classes with both Taya and Jill before August, but Jill will not be offering an online class. Without some experience of her teaching or of Shoshana’s I won’t have enough information to risk myself.

There are many alternatives to Kohenet, but even the two that sound very good to me, The Greystone Path and Sisterhood of Avalon, are not what I truly want. I want a Jewish path, but the risk of a Jewish program may be too great.

I need to know that Kohenet’s leaders are invested in their students participating in the program, learning from it, and completing it, and I and need to know that other students will be kind, welcoming, and open.

4) What do you most deeply desire from the Kohenet Training Program?

I hope that the Kohenet Training Program will help me heal my Jewish self—it’s who I am and yet it’s my vulnerability. I want to learn to love myself and I want to become more resilient.

There is potential in me to become a mekonenet, a comforter of the bereaved and prompter of speech—but in addition to that important work, I want to find what joyful/fun priestess work I am called to do.

I aspire to be a kohenet to deepen and broaden my Jewish knowledge and to learn texts and traditions from a different perspective. I want to be part of a community of women transforming our culture.

1) Please briefly describe your spiritual path and practice.

My path for the last twenty-one years has been a Jewish one. And I just received my aliyah approval! So I will be living in the Land at the beginning of August or the end of August, depending on whether or not I participate in Kohenet.

Although, I've come to dislike the "C-word," I am a convert, and for many years, I was proud and happy about that fact. I've learned that being a convert is something to conceal. In The Hebrew Priestess, Rabbi Hammer related the midrash of Sarah nursing the children of local princesses and the idea that “all future converts to the Jewish people descend from those who nursed at Sarah’s breasts.” Although grateful to be Jewish, I was never felt comfortable calling myself “daughter of Abraham and Sarah,” because I am, in fact, the daughter of Roland and Dolores. The image of Sarah nursing one of my ancestors feels like a true description of my place within my people. It gives me a stronger feeling that I am part of our lineage.

Time spent in Israel made me recognize that I belong to the Land. I want to encounter Shekhinah / Asherah in her Land. For now, I commune with the saguaros and the spirit of the desert in Tucson. After a recent trip to Washington State, I discovered that I have become a lover of the desert. I named myself Toshevet Midbar because I am energized spiritually when I hike there.

Before I encountered Judaism, I was the ritual leader for a goddess circle. While being seduced by Judaism, I wanted to find meaning in Shekhinah and Rosh Chodesh circlesbut I couldn’t. That wasn’t the Judaism that called to me. I left goddess spirituality and my women’s circle to embrace a more mainstream Judaism. I've often wished I could build a bridge between the two. Rabbi Hammer provided the connection between Judaism and goddess spirituality in her latest book, but I don’t think I could have heard her if I had not first journeyed a more typical Jewish path and been transformed by it.

A Jewish perspective changed my world view for the better, but it also changed how I experience the Divine Feminine—she is harder to find. I have only an amorphous awareness of Shekhinah. I feel ecstasy when the Torah is carried around a shul. During the singing of Lecha Dodi, I see a glorious woman entering and approaching the ark. Shabbat and community gave me a sense of the Divine Presence, but I do not know Shekhinah in a way I can describe.

I have written about the goddess Hestia; I could not do the same for Shekhinah. I am constrained from an experience of Shekhinah because she has been preserved but hidden in our tradition and, for the most part, I am looking for her there. Shekhinah is woven into the fabric of Judaism and Jews who seek her aren't rejecting our culture. Non-Jewish women are free to pick and choose goddesses, to find what they want or need, to understand goddess stories in light of their own stories. But what are Shekhinah's stories?

If we are constrained from finding her, then she is constrained or restrained in some way, too. Jews are commanded to care for the widow and orphan, but a solitary woman's place in Jewish society is precarious; she is invisible. Shekhinah has been invisible, a neglected widow, hungry, afraid, restricted by convention. She is a bound woman, a kind of agunah.

How do I approach that figure? I must be willing to draw near and wait patiently until she reveals her face to me.

2) What is your relationship to Judaism, to earth-based & embodied practice & to the sacred feminine?

Judaism is a lover and a heart-breaker. Hiking and being in nature are healing; I belong to the Land of Israel. The sacred feminine is a reflection of our desire to be one with the Force and Source of Life; She may be its desire for us.

3) Which of the thirteen priestess-archetypes (see Priestess Paths section of this website) do you resonate with most? Which do you feel least connected to or least comfortable with?

I feel most connected to the Mourning Woman Priestess and the Shrinekeeper Priestess and least connected to the Maiden, Mother, Queen, and Midwife.

Mekonet, Mourning Woman Priestess This is one of the two most compelling paths for me. I feel that “comforting the bereaved” is one of the most important mitzvot. The rabbi of my first Jewish community facilitated a culture in which people attended every funeral and shiva. His serious attention to mourners, his compassion for the deceased, and his respect for the process of death and mourning are beyond compare. Rabbi Alan Berg is a masculine face of Shekhinah and I want to understand what he knows that makes him so good in those situations. I want to be a mekonenet. I don't know if I could do the work of a shomeret and, since the local chevra kadisha needs only male volunteers, not female ones, I won't find out any time soon.

Tzovah, Shrinekeeper Priestess This is the other path that is most compelling to me. Thirty years ago, I first learned of the Goddess through Jean Shinoda Bolen’s book, Goddesses in Every Woman, and I recognized Hestia in myself. Later, I even recognized her archetype in my Jewish self when taking challah, making Shabbos dinner, lighting Shabbos candles, welcoming guests, keeping a kosher kitchen, and immersing in the mikveh for the anniversaries of my conversion. My home felt to me like a Jewish shrine.

The words "home" and "shrine" have many unarticulated levels of meaning for me. When I was growing up, my family moved about every six months. The idea of home obsessed me, but I was unaware of a sense of place. I did not expect to cry when I landed in Israel. I did not understand why I felt like I belonged to the Land. I had silently wondered why I thought Native Americans were like Jews, not realizing the obvious: Jews, too, are an indigenous people, belonging to the Land.

In Heschel’s The Sabbath, his description of Sabbath as a sanctuary in time amazed me. Can you imagine encountering the concept of Shabbat for the first time! But honoring our sacred places is important, too: not only the Kotel, but also places like the temple in Tel Arad, where we brought first fruits until the Muslim conquest, and the tombs of our ancestors in Hevron. There is archaeological evidence for a few of the high places; where else might there have been bamot?

Sacred space is important to me. After my mother died, I moved in with my father. He wanted no changes, so I couldn’t bring my things into the house or move anything to create a small altar. Both tradition and my own inclination told me I needed a single place to pray. I needed a portable altar and I immediately found one in an art co-op where an artist had just created her first portable altar. It was made of sheepskin and deer leather from the Navajo reservation and could be rolled up to carry on hikes. I inserted a belt into the roll and carried it across my back whenever I hiked. Each time I unrolled it, I would decorate it with whatever natural objects were in the area, rocks, small branches, leaves, and mistletoe.

I make a sacred space for others when I serve them tea or read tarot cards; I help them find their voices. People find my home restful and rejuvenating. But there’s another sanctuary I want to locate. Raised by a mother who was abusive and emotionally absent, I have always sought connection to women. The story of Demeter and Persephone always seemed incomplete. Jill completed the story for me when she related the kabbalistic myth that Binah and Shekhinah, Mother and Daughter, meet in the holy of holies on Yom Kippur and become one.

Oreget, Weaver Priestess I feel an attraction to the path of weaver.  When meal offerings were brought to the Temple, the priests would return ornate vessels to their owners, but they would keep baskets in which flour and oil and frankincense had been presented. I just took a beginning course in basketry from two Tohono O'odham Indians, Della and Fred Cruz, using materials native to the southwest. I want to discover what plants indigenous to Israel could be used to make baskets. I’m only a beginner now, but can’t help dreaming of extravagant possibilities: a Sukkot water basket without a base to stand on, a first fruits basket with a design of ravens, a pomegranate shaped basket, small Asherah shrines…Unfortunately, I don’t have enough years left to pursue this with the single-mindedness it would require.

Ba’alot Ov, Witch Priestess There is a bit of the witch in me, but not enough for me to follow this path. She is a diviner and, although I enjoy reading tarot for others, I am not a real diviner. What I do is use the imagery of the cards and girl-talk to let clients find their own answers with their own intuition.

I need something from the path of Ba'alot Ov: to learn to rely on my intuition. My trust has been violated too many times throughout my life, often because I failed to heed my own intuition. I need learn how to trust others appropriately and to trust my own intuition.

The Ba’alot Ov communicates with ancestors, but I did not know my parents well or my grandparents at all. I never connected with the Celtic mythology of my physical ancestors, even though my great-grandmother’s name was Brigit. I want to know more about the four matriarchs and the four holy mothers and I invoke them before tarot readings and prayer.

The witch priestess is also a shaman. I journeyed twice without any training or guidance. After years of wanting to, I finally took a shamanism workshop last summer, but I could not journey during the class and I haven’t been able to journey since. It’s disappointing, but the paths that I believe I’m capable of walking will be satisfying, too.

Neviah, Prophetess Priestess This is not a path I could follow at all, but I honor it. Prophets were people who could see clearly into the currents of the present time, but people today who can see into Torah are prophets, too. If we hadn’t moved from a land-based religion to a text-based religion, we wouldn’t have survived to return to our Land. In trying to eliminate much of our culture, King Josiah and the Deuteronomists saved us; I believe or hope that they also (inadvertently) preserved the Jewish divine feminine because she was already woven into the fabric of our religion. I wish I could read Torah creatively and see what is hidden there. But I can’t, so Neviah is not the priestess path for me.

Leitzanit, Fool Priestess If there is a best path, this is it. Sadly, there is nothing in my personality that would allow me to follow this path. My best friend, Rene, was undoubtedly a Priestess of Laughter. Despite all the years I knew her, I could never predict her jokes. She looked at the world in a very skewed but very accurate way. At her memorial, I wanted to say, “If Rene were here she’d be making us all laugh,” but I didn’t have to say it because everyone else did. That’s a gift I simply don’t have, so Leitzanit is not my priestess path.

Maiden, Mother, Midwife, Queen – I do not connect with the unselfconscious dancing of the Maiden, the childbearing and child-rearing of the Mother, the literal or metaphoric roles of the midwife, or the empowerment of the Queen.

5) How do you engage and envision your leadership in the world? How do you serve, or have you served your community?

Leadership? Goodness, no! I’m an ISFJ. Just tell me what needs to be done and I will make sure it gets done. You won’t even notice I’m here.

I’m a listener in my tarot practice and I’m a prompter of speech in mourners. And BJ (Before Judaism), I was good at leading ritual; you just make “space” for people to participate. A friend and I do phone rituals on solstices, equinoxes, and cross-quarter days; they’re great. A little structure gives participants a lot of freedom to express themselves spontaneously, just like Shabbos restrictions once made a lot of space for the divine presence in my life.

Comforting the bereaved is like creating ritual or reading tarot. In a way, it’s simply girl-talk; in another it’s like being a bridge between here and elsewhere, now and other times, self and self.

When I went to rav school, my aspiration was to serve as something I didn’t know there was a name fora spiritual director. I don’t believe I’ll ever have the maturity or wisdom to do exactly that, but I think I could do little things that are similar to it. During my second semester of rav school, I took a hospital chaplaincy course and spent many hours with patients in a hospital. I was good at it and believed that, with training, I could become better. (I also feared that it was service that would eventually cause me to "burn out.")

My first synagogue encouraged volunteering. The activities I participated in that I recall most clearly were the library committee and working at an AIDS hospice. I regularly attended all services and every Torah study. At my second synagogue, I helped organize and advertise erev Shabbat services and dinners for the Young Adults Committee; when I moved within walking distance of that shul, others thanked me because they felt I was "supporting" their observance. I attended the entire service every Shabbat morning, and made a point of helping make a minyan for mincha/maariv on weekdays.

7) Do you have any health issues or special needs that may affect your participation in Kohenet or that would be helpful for Kohenet staff to be aware of?

I am sometimes uncomfortable when everyone in a group is required to hold hands or put their arms around each other. I often cringe at forced, non-consensual touching no matter how much I want to be part of a group. I know people can be hurt when I refrain. Do you know how I can avoid hurting or offending people in those situations? I don’t want to offend—I want to make friends.

It seems to me that a priestess should be able to sing and dance. I can’t carry a tune and I can’t dance (except with Reggae music). If there are ways to gain just a little ability in those areas, I would embrace learning them.

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Hidden One

Although I feel certain that I want to become a kohenet, I have trouble visualizing what that would mean.

My awareness of Shekhinah is still vague and hard to define. I feel ecstasy when the Torah is processed around the shul and, during the singing of Lecha Dodi, I see a glorious woman approaching. Shabbat and community have helped me sense the Divine Presence, but I do not yet really know Shekhinah, in the way that I know Hestia.

So I pulled some cards from The Fountain Tarot, asking how I can meet Shekhinah. I received the Nine of Cups and The High Priestess.


What was immediately notable in these two cards were the containers, cups and a crescent moon throne. In one, vessels have been overturned; when I first turned this card over, I momentarily saw the man's smiling face reflected in the water that had spilled from his nine cups. In the other card, a stern, emaciated woman perches awkwardly in a crescent throne; when I turned that card over I was repelled.

In The Fountain Tarot, the Nine of Cups is called Shared Happiness and The High Priestess is called Veiled Wisdom. Reversed, the Nine of Cups suggests giving up material things in favor of a spiritual quest. The High Priestess asks that we pause at the beginning of a spiritual quest to reflect on our paths.

The first card feels very feminine despite the central male figure. It’s as if his waters have broken—he’s birthed something new. The woman in the second card is rigid and controlled. She holds a scroll but does not invite us to look at it. Is she a guardian of the threshold? And if so, why is the full moon hidden behind the veil, inside the shrine?

It surprises me that my longing for Shekhinah would be represented by a bearded man giving birth. Nor would I expect Shekhinah, or her priestess, to be cold and unapproachable. (Or am I the rigid seeker—and Shekhinah the laughter that greets me in other people?)

Contemporary Goddess imagery is usually exuberant, showing abundance, compassion, strength, love, comfort. Even fearsome goddesses are appealing.

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Surely Shekhinah has those same traits and yet, I found, many years ago, that my experiences in a goddess circle weren't replicated in Rosh Chodesh groups. It took years of journeying with Judaism before the idea of Shekhinah began to speak to me. As Judaism changed me and how I see the world, it also reshaped my relationship with the Divine Feminine—making her feel harder to find.

A friend pointed out that contemporary goddess followers are generally rejecting traditional religion, but that doesn't seem to be the case for Jewish women exploring the feminine divine. He's right. Shekhinah is woven into the fabric of Judaism and those who seek her aren't rejecting our culture, although we are looking to the more remote roots of our culture.

My experience of her is constrained—she is hidden in our texts, and that’s mostly where I’ve been searching. (The experience of being in nature... I can't give that a face or a name.) Contemporary goddess worshipers are free to choose from many goddesses—finding figures who resonate with their needs and interpreting those myths in light of their own experiences. But where can Jewish women find Shekhinah's stories?

Jews are commanded to care for the widow and orphan, but a solitary woman's place in Jewish society is precarious; she is invisible. Shekhinah has been invisible, a neglected widow, hungry, restricted by convention. She feels like a bound woman—a kind of spiritual agunah.

Because Shekhinah is not a goddess but a Presence, I seek her in our tradition and in my lived Jewish experience. Perhaps she is the reflection I glimpsed in the spilled water of the Nine of Cups. Perhaps she is the invitation behind the veil in The High Priestess card. Am I willing to reach toward her—and then wait, patiently, until she chooses to reveal a smiling face? Or some other face? Will I recognize, when I meet her gaze, that she has always been everything? Will I come to know her stories… or simply sense her as a presence in our Land?

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

They Say He Erased Her Memory

Hecht Museum, Israel
King Josiah, the Deuteronomists, and the Prophets saved our people and our goddess.
 
Thanks in part to them, Asherah was not forgotten. She appears in the Bible, the Zohar and other Kabbalistic texts, not to mention the prayer book. She is a weeping mother of Israel, the Sabbath bride, Torah personified, Mother Zion, “His Shekhina,” and a number of other feminine figures in Jewish tradition. As Shekhinah, she went into exile with us and remained with us. The feminine divine survived in our memories, as did our Land.

In exile, our texts helped us remember our connection to the Land.

In the Land there were bamot, high places where we had worshipped our god. At those high places, we had also erected asherot, pillars symbolizing our goddess, "His Asherah."

Opposition to the worship of Asherah grew, particularly in the monarchy. We were supposed to have no king but god, but eventually a monarchy arose and it needed to centralize power and worship. (Read Judges 19 to learn one story that the monarchy created to justify its existence.) It may have been the monarchy’s scribes who wove various traditions into single text, the first four books of Torah, but it was most certainly King Josiah’s scribes who wrote the fifth book, Deuteronomy, as part of his program of religious and political reforms.

These reforms included banning the high places to centralize worship at the Jerusalem Temple. (The northern kingdom with its temples in Beth El and Dan had been destroyed by Josiah’s time.) Nonetheless there were other Jewish temples, and the bamot with their asherot remained places of worship. The prophet Jeremiah reported that men and children continued to gather wood for fire rituals and women continued to “bake cakes for the Queen of Heaven.”

Although King Josiah had the pillar of Asherah removed from the Jerusalem Temple during his reign, an asherah was repeatedly re-installed in and removed from the First Temple during the reigns of different kings. (The seven-branched lamps in both Temples may have been remnants of her worship.)

After the destruction of Jerusalem and the Second Temple, Jews in the Land (renamed “Palestina” by the Romans after the Bar Kokhba Revolt) began putting to paper the oral traditions that interpreted Torah. The study of Torah and the expansion of the no-longer-only-oral tradition preserved us during 2,000 years of the galut (exile). If our religion had remained tied solely to the Land, we could not have survived for so long as a people.

King Josiah, I believe, can take some credit for our survival. And because his reforms focused on eliminating goddess worship among our people, he (inadvertently) preserved her name and even some of her rituals.

Raphael Patai, William Dever, and other scholars have written about the Hebrew Goddess. Rabbi and Priestess Jill Hammer excavates our texts to learn more about our goddess and our resurect our priestess traditions. But in some cases, we don’t have to dig deeply at all. A song, composed in the Land in the 16th century, contains many images of the Hebrew goddess: she is the Sabbath Bride, the city of Jerusalem, the people of Israel, Mother Zion, god’s spouse, and Queen. Each time I hear a congregation sing L’cha Dodi on Friday night, I see her entering the synagogue, clothed in light.

Many faces of the divine feminine are found in our tradition because she accompanied us in our exile, but Asherah herself remained in the Land, among the bamot. Josiah and the Deuteronomists gave us monotheism and a textual tradition that helped us survive exile. But we’re home now and I long to meet Asherah in her Land.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Handmaiden of a Northern Goddess

Loom and Thread by Carl Larsson

How do I reconcile worshiping only HaShem and his Shekhinah with my awareness that other gods are real? I don't. Not "all the gods are one god" and the gods of other tribes are worth talking to.

I've been working with just one exercise in a book by Raven Kaldera and Galina Krasskova. Raven maintains an online shrine dedicated to the gods of his Northern Tradition.

An aspiration this morning took me to Raven's shrine to light a candle to a goddess. Who are Frigg's handmaids, I wondered. The word "permission" drew me and I learned the story of the goddess Lofn. Her story was lost to people until Linda Demissy asked the Handmaidens to share it with her.

It's a good story, not just for star crossed lovers, but for anyone seeking "right love." You should read it here.

This is a prayer Linda wrote for those who seek Lofn's counsel.
I am the child in chains, chafing to be free.
I am the woman wounded, by the wrath of my chosen.
I am the kid expecting a beating, cannot run or fight.
I am the boy of bravery, become a bully to feel strong.

I am the wife beaten to death, wondering why as I die.
I am the heart humiliated, who has no hope of help.
I am the one repeatedly raped, what did I do wrong?
I am the son hiding his bruises, so shame will stay secret.

I am the victim of violence, violated in my trust,
Swollen red, silently screaming “walk away!”
Walk away from anger, walk away from hurt.
Walk away when I would shame my ancestors.

I will not lash out, at my love or myself.
I will cry for my hurt, hug my own scars.
Ghosts of my bullies, to your graves be bound,
I release you now, sink to rise nevermore.

By Hela’s grace, may I be reborn.
By Lofn’s cleansing, I reclaim my heart. 
The forbidden love is love of self. Seeking "right love" means recognizing abusers and not confusing them with friends. At the risk of a cliché, you can't love and care for others unless you first love and care for yourself. 

Before I lit a real candle and the virtual candle at Lofn's shrine, I wrote these words:  

Lofn, permit me and aid me.

Spin the yarn. Dress the loom and place my hands upon it. Teach me to reweave my life with strong threads. Warp and weft. Confidence and competence. Shuttle and shot. Friendship and community. Cross and draft. Priestesshood and service.

Help me discard a veil of shame and silence. Guide me to weave a garment for dancing in vineyards. May it be the colors of gratitude, playfulness, and laughter. May its fringes remind me of my path.

I will offer comfort to the hurt and encourage speech in those who have been silenced. I will name the bullies and sing the praises of those who defeat them.

I will remember you, Lofn, and I will bless the divine presence.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

A New Beginning

The stress of the last few months took its toll; shortly after I moved into my (very nice) apartment in Tucson, I had to go to an urgent care clinic. The antibiotics have helped quite a bit, but I'm very worn out and not accomplishing much.

Yesterday, I attended a really good Torah study at one of the Conserative shuls. One of the last things we discussed was Joseph's wife, Asnat, and why the rabbis decided she must have been Dinah's daughter. All of Israel's children needed to be in Egypt for redemption, so the two "half-tribes" of Ephraim and Menashe "must" be the grandsons of Dinah as well as the sons of Joseph. 

(I'd never noticed that the word Yisrael includes the first letter of each matriarch's and partriarch's name.) 

In the afternoon, I ran some important errands and unpacked the fleishig dishes. It could have been a productive evening... instead, after setting up my wifi, I surfed for many unproductive hours. Slept late this morning and somehow accomplished nothing today except the purchase of a table to use as a desk. Just that little bit has worn me out so I will wait until next Tuesday to see what the Talmud study group is like.

There are three more Torah study groups and I plan to attend. They meet on Wednesday and Shabbat.

The rabbi at one other shul invited me to join them for services this erev Shabbat. Yesterday, someone warned me they are "very" Reform and continued on to one of those superiority rants, so I plan to like that community very much.

And this coming Shabbat morning, another Reform shul is having services and a hike in Sabino Canyon.

Haven't seen much of Tucson yet, but I already know I'll like it a lot! People are friendly.

Chanukah has been a self-dedication for me.

I've decided to spend this year pursuing things that may seem impractical: studying Hebrew, learning Torah, community service, writing, hiking, and Kohenet training.  

November 27

Last Friday, preparing for Shabbat, I put my pre- and post-Deuteronomist Judaisms side by side. I wonder how my altar will change over the coming year.

December 13

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Connection to the Land, Part 2

In Celtic stories, the health of the land is reflected in the health of the king. If the land is sick, the king becomes sick.

In Jewish stories, the relationship with the Land belonged to the whole community. If members of the community were "sick," the Land would become sick and vomit them out.

Each of us should be aware of our connection to the Land. Secular Israelis focus on the ground under their feet. They say of ritual practice: we don’t need to do that because living in the Land is enough.

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In an earlier post, I mentioned that I am puzzled when I express my feeling that I belong to the Land, to Eretz Yisrael. No one uses that preposition to describe his or her connection to a place. Why do I use it?

Why am I more myself in Israel? Why does part of my soul dim when I am outside the Land?

Only today, did I consider the obvious answer: because the Land is the root of our being, our mother.

A few years ago, when I realized that today’s "traditional" Judaism was not something toward which I felt much respect, I was thinking about attitudes and values. If I had been thinking of specific beliefs, perhaps it would have been obvious to me that it has lost some connection to the land, and that the ancient Israelites, like other peoples, may have thought of Earth as Mother.

The prophets of the Second Temple period would have opposed an idea like that, much as many of them opposed the worship of god’s consort, Asherah. But is there evidence that the Israelites viewed the Land as mother? Maybe…

A midrash tells of a vision experienced by Jeremiah, who had prophesied the destruction of the First Temple and the Babylonian Exile.
Jeremiah said: When I went up to Jerusalem, I looked up and saw a woman sitting on top of the mountain, clad in black, her hair disheveled, crying and hoping that someone would comfort her. And I too was crying and hoping that someone would comfort me. I approached her and spoke to her and said to her: "If you are a woman, speak to me, and if you are a spirit, get away from me!"

She responded and said to me: "Don't you recognize me? I am she who had seven sons. Their father went overseas, and while I went up and cried about him, behold another [messenger] came and said to me: 'The house fell upon your seven sons and killed them' [cf. Job 1:18-19]. Now I do not know for whom I should cry and for whom I should dishevel my hair!"

I answered and said to her: "You are not better than my Mother Zion, who has become a grazing ground for the beasts of the field."

She answered and said to me: "I am your Mother Zion, I am the mother of seven, for it is written, 'She that hath borne seven laguisheth' (Jer. 15:9)."
Jeremiah saw that her sufferings were like those of Job who had lost seven sons, and he assured her (and himself) that just as Job had been comforted, she would be, too; her children would be returned to her. Jeremiah was right: we returned after the First Exile ended, just as Jacob's descendants had returned from Egypt. The Second Exile has ended, too. After every exile, we have returned because we belong to the Land, we are the children of "Mother Zion."

Our relationship to the Land is primary. Abraham had to go to “a land that I will show you” before he learned to “walk with god.”

Over the millennium, Judaism helped us preserve our awareness of our connection to the Land even as it preserved us. However, in some ways, it may obscure our relationship to the Land.

The traditional prayers were written in response to the destruction of the Jerusalem Temple. Words became a substitute for a place and for ritual. Words can be reinterpreted, but they may still stand between life and us. Pilgrimage and ritual were lived experiences from which we could grow in entirely new directions; words are cognitive. Traditional prayers expressed our yearning to return to the Land, but they focused on the symbol of the destroyed temple.

Keeping kosher has kept us Jewish, but it has also become an end in itself. Many Jews visiting Jerusalem feel they aren’t “really” keeping kosher because it takes no effort to order in restaurants, or purchase food in stores, since nearly every establishment is kosher. In Israel, you don’t have to do anything to be Jewish; you simply are. (Once you get used to it, it's wonderful!)

Striving to keep the Land in our memories, the rabbis who wrote the Babylonian Talmud chose to expound on Temple sacrifices. On the other hand, the Palestinian Talmud, written by rabbis still living in the Land, does not address rituals once performed in the Temple that had been destroyed by the Romans, in a city where they were forbidden to step foot. Since they had continued to live in the Land, they focused on its the agricultural cycles. Six hundred years later, the Palestinian Talmud would be neglected in favor of the Babylonian Talmud. (The culture of Babylonia influenced the writers of the Bavli into a twisted and mistrustful view of women new to Jewish culture.)

The Exile has ended; shouldn’t the prayers of people living in the Land change?

A few years ago, I came to the conclusion that Judaism had been out of the Land too long and its "traditional" forms had lost something essential. Like other religions, Orthodox Judaism has also come to focus on preserving itself and its leaders. Secular Israelis are present to the Land and to each other; the datim, the religious, did not seem to have those connections. Outside of Israel, Reform Jews and Reform rabbis exhibit sincerity, care, social awareness, and ethics; in the Land, as someone once told me, “The good folk are eating at Café Smadar on Shabbat.”

The Land is our home. “Traditional” Judaism, in Israel, is a thing in itself. The rabbis preserve themselves and their authority. Could one of the reasons that many Israelis are secular be that traditional Judaism focuses on memories of the Land instead of the Land?

Today, many people have re-discovered that if we recall our relationship to the earth, we will be recalled to ourselves. I feel that when I hike outdoors. I feel it even more when I am in Israel—even in a city. Going back to our roots, becoming our truest selves, can only be done if we are present to this place and moment, if we become aware of the sacred moving through life. Rationality won't help you know what is appropriate for you at this particular moment. We need act for our souls and for the Land (whatever land we live in) regardless of what other people expect of us.

Our relationship with the Land has been a series of returns and exiles. Abraham “returned” to himself when he entered the Land. During a famine, the children of Jacob left for Egypt; their children returned. Ruth “returned.” Isaiah asked the exiles in Babylon, “Are you ready to change?” Will you gratefully embrace living in the Land?

Hidden in the holiday of Purim (“lots”) and the Scroll of Esther is the message that we might—but only by chance—survive outside our Land, but we will never belong in those other places no matter how we try to assimilate. (Esther was named after the goddess Ishtar and Mordechai after the god Marduk, but it was chance, not their Babylonian names that saved their lives.) Even though God is never mentioned in the Scroll of Esther, it is said that this is the only text that will be read in the Days to Come.

When secular Jews from Europe began returning to the Land in the early 1800s, they saw the Land in a different light than their exiled ancestors had seen it. The blinders of belief—religious belief, anyway—had been removed. I do not know how Sephardic and Mizrachi Jews already living in the Land viewed it. Ironically, religious, European Jews initially opposed returning to the Land for theological reasons: the Messiah had to get us there, we should not do it on our own; they had internalized the idea of being powerless.

In the kibbutzim of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, holidays were celebrated only as agricultural holidays, without reference to their historical or theological themes, e.g., Shavuot was only a harvest festival, it wasn’t the anniversary of the giving of the Torah at Mount Sinai.

Secular Israelis focus on the ground under their feet. They say of ritual practice: we don’t need to do that because living in the Land is enough. (although... when I was in Israel, I helped harvest oranges that would be given to the poor during shmita, the sabbatical year, and every once in a while, a secular Israeli would surprise me with a commitment to some aspect of religious tradition.)

As far as I know, kibbutzniks did not know of god's consort, Asherah. (Wouldn't it be nice if they had?) And Ima Adamah, Mother Earth, was only a poetic concept.

When Jerusalem was regained, soldiers prayed at the Wall. They did not go to the Temple Mount; for the sake of peace, Israel declared that Muslims would retain control of Temple Mount. Secular Israelis (i.e., most Israelis) don’t dream of a rebuilt Temple. They are far more down to earth.

Where can I learn more about being connected to one's ancestral land? In addition to reading Tanakh with greater attention, I wonder what might be learned from reading Celtic myths. Although Celts and Jews were always very different, my gut tells me they had something in common.

My knowledge of history is limited, but it seems Rome had a special animosity toward these two peoples, especially to their religions. It was not the religious bigotry of Christianity or the racial bigotry of the modern era. It was an animosity towards those who would not succumb to Roman authority. Both people were committed to freedom. Was there something shared by these two religions that the Romans feared could outlive their empire and their culture? Perhaps both these spiritualties had an awareness of the land and of the present moment that wasn’t blinded by fear of empire.

The teachings of the Druids were not committed to paper. Once written down, belief ossifies, people focus on someone else's experiences instead of seeking their own. Once written down it becomes primary and must be preserved. Judaism was not always as deeply grounded in text as it has been for the last two thousand years. The Torah was read aloud to the people, but most stories, laws, and moral teachings were oral. Before Rome destroyed the Second Temple it was forbidden to commit the oral tradition to paper. Since those traditions weren’t written down yet, early Christians appropriated less than half our sacred texts—the part they demean by calling it the “Old” Testament—and developed their own understanding of them. Christianity feels like an extension of the Roman Empire.

The oral teachings were committed to paper immediately after the destruction of the Temple. During the siege of Jerusalem, a teacher named Yohanan ben Zakkai had himself smuggled out of the city in a coffin so that he could speak to the Roman general, Vespasian. He predicted that Vespasian would destroy the Temple and become emperor of Rome. Flattered, Vespasian granted Yohanan ben Zakkai’s request that ben Zakkai and a few other sages be permitted to set up a center of Jewish learning there. (Yohanan ben Zakkai abandoned his people to save his religion, but it is partly due to him that Jews in the Diaspora retained their heritage.)

It was the sages in Yavneh who wrote down an outline of the oral law, the Mishnah, and then rabbis in Palestine and Bablyonia commented on it, creating the Talmud.

Before the state was destroyed and the people dispersed, Jewish prayer was spontaneous. Prayers became set after the destruction to substitute for pilgrimage to the Temple, animal sacrifices, and other offerings. Centuries later, Moses Mendelssohn recognized that something had atrophied. Traditional prayers, he said,
resound with perpetually repeated sighs for the return of the lost land… even in the prayers of thanks for food and joy and in the blessings under the canopy, there resounds the plaintive cry of slaves… who pine for the Messiah who shall bring the dispersed remnants of Israel back to Palestine.
The majority of olim, before the Shoah, were secular idealists, not the traditionally religious. Tht's why they were able to create a Jewish state. Today, many Israelis say that living in the land is enough.

Religion is essential to remember who we are in the diaspora, but we can only be fully ourselves, when we are rooted in our own land.