Rabbi's Corner
THE POWER OF THE PRIMITIVE
By Rabbi Niles E. Goldstein
We are smack in the middle of what used to be a bloody, gore-filled mess: the week-long Chag, or festival, of Sukkot. Today, we celebrate the Feast of Tabernacles by eating in inocuous, beautifully decorated booths, shaking the lulav and etrog, attending services, and making this period as "family friendly" as possible. That's just great, I suppose. But it wasn't always this way.
When the Temple stood, Jews from all over the ancient Near East would make pilgrimages with their own families, sacrificial animals in tow, to express gratitude to God for the bounty of their harvest and the renewed gift of their very lives. It was primal and powerful. No one took anything for granted, and everything was attributed to the Creator, from the seeds in the soil to the blood in their veins.
I've seen animal sacrifice with my own eyes (in Nepal and Mongolia), and I know firsthand how horrific, yet paradoxically powerful, it can be. Its power lies in its primitivity. I'm not advocating a return to the Temple or to sacrifical offerings. What I am urging is that we not water down the roots of our tradition to make it more palatable to our modern sensibilities, but rather reclaim what is ours, a "primitive" (i.e. visceral, even non-rational) but transporting spiritual tradition that can transform our lives--if we let it.



