In The New Yorker's summer "flash fiction" series, "Tales Told To Tevye" was posted yesterday. You can read
the three-art story here. Illustration by Ricardo Tomás; Source photograph by Cornell Capa / The LIFE Picture
Collection / Getty. The story is dedicated In memoriam Rabbi Aharon Eliezer Ceitlin, 1953-2015.
Charming set of tales. The Modeh ani, recited by observant Jews on waking before getting out of bed — with its Kabbalist origins — is an interesting and humbling expression of thanks and dependence, and at the same time an expression of a recharged battery ready to tackle the daily tasks and problems. A kind of eternal recurrence that tamps down hubris while empowering one to go forward.
Judaism tends toward a middle way: Ideas/belief/faith alone is insufficient, pace Protestants; works and acts alone are also insufficient, pace Catholics. Instead, a fully engaged praxis, as Marx remembered, one that progresses through sacrifice, like Moses who sacrifices himself so that the rest can go forward.
Posted by: Another DL | August 08, 2020 at 12:33 PM
Thank you for this very thoughtful comment. -- DL
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