Dear Wandering Jew,
BS’D
Shalom!
Elul is here!
The season of return.
A time where we embrace the King in the field ( or desert).
A space of sacred intimacy that calls back—not just to the external practice of tradition (sephardi selichot anyone?), but to the deeper parts of myself.
שִׁבְעָה דְּבָרִים נִבְרְאוּ קוֹדֶם שֶׁנִּבְרָא הָעוֹלָם, וְאֵלּוּ הֵן: תּוֹרָה, וּתְשׁוּבָה, וְגַן עֵדֶן, וְגֵיהִנָּם, וְכִסֵּא הַכָּבוֹד, וּבֵית הַמִּקְדָּשׁ, וּשְׁמוֹ שֶׁל מָשִׁיחַ.
According to Pesachim 54a, seven things were created even before the world itself: the Torah, Teshuva, the Garden of Eden, Gehenam, the Throne of Glory, the Temple, and the name of the Messiah. We see from here that “Teshuva” Returning/Repentance, is not merely a ‘rabbinical’ human initiative, but a divine Gd-given process woven into the very fabric of existence, established before creation itself began. On par with Gan Eden, Hell, and the Torah itself!
We can follow that before Hashem created Adam, there was already a preordained call, a fundamental direction ingrained in reality's essence, urging us to come home, to return. There were elements and shards that wanted to be returned and there was a hardwired direction for return & restoration.
This impulse towards return, towards the klal, whether we are speaking about the vast trauma of creation itself on a macro level or the personal trials and tribulations of childhood on a micro level—whether these experiences are tangible or imagined, literal or metaphorical—all perceived realities of separation (the act of creation itself) there is a basic fundamental rhythm that seems to beckon us back to a process of returning.
My teacher, Simcha, was the first to describe it as coming home. That at our core, after the breaking through the husks, we all long to hear the unifying sound of the shofar of the Mashiach.
Once again, I find myself on the journey of rediscovering and relearning teshuva. It’s also fundamentally a process of looking at who & what I am in the face of teshuva. As 5784 comes to a close, something new is born. What is birthed is a prayer for restoration and reclamation—a hope that this time, the process will be more wholehearted and kinder. A prayer to be more merciful with ourselves & others.
To bring this understanding of teshuva/returning into the microcosm of daily life, I want to explore some personal insights, particularly for the men who find themselves entering Elul once again.
Here are some things I have learned about the different parts of the child within me, which might resonate with others as well:
This threefold structure finds a powerful parallel in the teachings of the Baal Shem Tov Noach 110. שמעתי ממורי ביאור סוד א"ב וכו' ואיך שצריך לעשות בכל תבה הכנעה והבדלה והמתקה
Let’s see if we can draw a parallel between the two or explore how they may relate. Both teachings highlight a threefold process that guides us from a place of self-awareness and humility, (Hachna’a/Charata) through discernment and separation (Havdala/Vidui), to a place of elevation and transformation (Kabbala la’atid/Hamtaka). It can be separated by the external acts of the Rambam and the interior space of the Baal Shem Tov, or even could be two simoultaneous processes superimposed on top of each other. There seems to be though a symetry of the 3 fold process—one that mirrors the very fabric of creation itself (Tzimtzum, Shvira, Tikkun).
It suggests that teshuva is not only a return to one's true self but also a reenactment or being a cocreative participant within a divine process that was woven into the cosmos even before the world was created. Put plainly- My teshuva is a part of the worlds teshuva. The direction of return reverberates through every dimension.
By aligning the steps of teshuva with the teachings of the Baal Shem Tov, we recognize that returning to our essence involves both inner work and a broader cosmic alignment. Teshuva becomes more than a path of repentance; it is a holistic process of reconnecting with the divine blueprint of existence, transforming bitterness into sweetness, and finding wholeness through the very steps that make us human.
A global Call of the Shofar on the collective Journey to Home
Returning in a Post Traumatic World
Teshuva: An Inclusive process:
How do we approach this return when we are aware that כִּ֣י אָדָ֔ם אֵ֥ין צַדִּ֖יק בָּאָ֑רֶץ אֲשֶׁ֥ר יַעֲשֶׂה־טּ֖וֹב וְלֹ֥א יֶחֱטָֽא“There is no righteous individual on earth who does only good and never does wrong” (Ecclesiastes 7:20)?
To return home when called, is not merely to repent for specific actions but to tenderly acknowledge all the places where I have fallen short, not only in behavior but in my relationship with my own soul. It is a recognition that teshuva touches every layer of our existence—physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual. It is the path back to wholeness, not by denying but by embracing & integrating the fragmented parts into a fuller sense of self.
The process of teshuva is hardwired into the cosmos, embedded in the very design of existence. It is both the path to redemption and the redemption itself—the act of turning back to our essence, knowing that in every return, we are already beginning to heal, to transform, and to be made whole again. As we answer this call, we participate in the ultimate purpose of creation: to bring heaven and earth together, to sanctify every moment of existence with the profound recognition that we are already, always, in the process of returning.
This inner child has, at times, found various ways to be heard—sometimes through acting out, sometimes through numbing its voice. Deceiving himself that external validation will suffice for internal well being. WIth cravings of validation and a lack of guidance, he virtually and psychically builds a new world or matrix of how to achieve love, safety and belonging, which of course will strengthen the stunted internal belief system. He resourcefully creates the reality that fits his wounded child needs and employs tactics to keep this reality going.
Perhaps that’s why sinning against the self can be quite chaotic, a little boy continuously ‘missing the mark’ on love, safety and belonging can be quite devastating.
Every day, I am practicing how to speak kindly to myself. To replace criticism with curiosity, to replace harshness with understanding. I imagine speaking to my inner child as I would to my daughter, with the same gentleness, the same encouragement. I tell him, “You are enough, exactly as you are,” and, “You don’t need to earn love; it is your birthright.” Slowly, I feel the shift within me—a growing sense of peace, a quieting of the desperate urge to seek validation from others.
If you’re still reading this, take a breath and imagine what that is like?
This path is not straightforward; it is a winding road with many turns, and sometimes I stumble. There are days when the pull to seek comfort outside of myself is strong, when the old ways beckon with their false promises of relief. But there are also days of light, when I feel the presence of the sky above and the earth below, and I know I am exactly where I need to be. Days when I sense that the sky is indeed watching, the earth is indeed holding, and they are bearing witness to my striving, my moments of turning back toward myself, toward wholeness.
To embody teshuiva is to relinquish perfection; it is about presence. It is about turning back toward myself, over and over again, knowing that each time I do, I become a little more whole. I am finding that I can hold both the fear and the courage, the stumbling and the striving, the moments of clarity and the moments of doubt. Teshuva is guidance inholding my own complexity.
With practice, I am finding a deeper connection to myself, to the child within who is slowly coming to understand that he is loved, not for what he does or how he performs, but simply because he exists. I am discovering a peace that comes not from the absence of struggle, but from the willingness to keep returning, to keep choosing myself, to keep singing gratitude with my daughter, and to keep feeling the earth beneath my feet and the vastness of the sky above.
This is my teshuva. This is my journey of return. And here I am, in all my striving and all my seeking, held by a love as vast as the sky and as steady as the earth, taking each step with a heart full of faith and a spirit open to the endless possibilities of becoming whole again.
With love and blessings for the new year,
Your fellow wanderer
P.S. Trust is a journey, not a destination. Be patient, dear ones.
P.P.S. Healing and self-discovery continues. If you feel the call to deepen this work, to truly step into the light of your own being, I invite you to join us at the next Hineini Retreat. It’s a sacred space where these shadows can be fully explored, embraced, and transformed. Come, be a part of a community that supports you in this dance of reclamation and renewal. You deserve it.