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Sunday, January 29, 2012
The Secret of a Beautiful Woman - אישה יפה : ומה הסוד שלה - ...
FUNNY :) ... translation below
WHERE DOES IT SAY IN THE TORAH THAT WOMEN HAVE TO COVER THEIR HAIR: THE VIDEO BELOW is IN HEBREW-FUNNY :) ENJOY:) ...translation:
sefer BAMIDBAR,parashat NASO,perek HEI,psukim from 15 and on...
What is hadar? Splendor, what’s splendor? Hadar is a kind of a beauty. What kind of a beauty is it? Malbim tells us that hadar is that external manifestation of that beauty which is particular for that item. If I have an etrog which is mehudar, it’s not just a pretty etrog, it IS etrog! You want to know Etrog?-You look at the mehudar-etrog. So when we say that a woman has HADAR, we’re saying that every single woman has a beauty which is meyukhad-special, an external manifestation of beauty which is SPECIAL to HER.
The Gemorah says that ein isha eila leyofi”, a WOMAN is for BEAUTY. That means that it’s a halakha lemaase: that ALL WOMEN ARE BEAUTIFUL!
That’s it. We don’t have to take this insane narrow androgynous alien looking creature that the WESTERN WORLD considers beautiful, because the Gemorah tells us that EVERY SINGLE WOMAN IN THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL.
WHERE DOES IT SAY IN THE TORAH THAT WOMEN HAVE TO COVER THEIR HAIR: THE VIDEO BELOW is IN HEBREW-FUNNY :) ENJOY:) ...translation:
5. Then the man shall bring his wife to the kohen and bring her offering for her, one tenth of an ephah of barley flour. He shall neither pour oil over it nor put frankincense on it, for it is a meal offering of jealousies, a meal offering of remembrance, recalling iniquity. טו. וְהֵבִיא הָאִישׁ אֶת אִשְׁתּוֹ אֶל הַכֹּהֵן וְהֵבִיא אֶת קָרְבָּנָהּ עָלֶיהָ עֲשִׂירִת הָאֵיפָה קֶמַח שְׂעֹרִים לֹא יִצֹק עָלָיו שֶׁמֶן וְלֹא יִתֵּן עָלָיו לְבֹנָה כִּי מִנְחַת קְנָאֹת הוּא מִנְחַת זִכָּרוֹן מַזְכֶּרֶת עָוֹן:
who is the Torah talking about? A woman that was unfaithful to her husband,supposedly; and her husband suspects her being with another man, so he brings her to a cohen. What did the cohen do? 16. The kohen shall bring her forth and present her before the Lord. טז. וְהִקְרִיב אֹתָהּ הַכֹּהֵן וְהֶעֱמִדָהּ לִפְנֵי יְ־הֹוָ־ה:
17. The kohen shall take holy water in an earthen vessel, and some earth from the Mishkan floor, the kohen shall take and put it into the water.
18. Then the kohen shall stand the woman up before the Lord and expose the [hair on the] head of the woman;
18. Then the kohen shall stand the woman up before the Lord and expose the [hair on the] head of the woman; <-WHAT DOES "expose the hair on the head of the woman" MEAN? EXPOSE=means If you are wearing a kisui rosh-hair covering, like a hat, etc, and i'm taking it off -that means i'm EXPOSING your hair. If it's written in the TORAH, ufara et rosh haisha," and he exposed the [hair on the] head of the woman", If it's written in the TORAH, ufara et rosh haisha," and he exposed the [hair on the] head of the woman", than beforehand it was not exposed, ie, the hair was not exposed, ie covered... In simple words: when it says in the 10 COMMANDMENTS: shamor et yom hashabbat, keep (observe) shabbat day-is that clear? Clear.. What does SHAMOR(=keep) mean, how should we keep it? I'll write the word "SHABBAT" in my hand, and I will keep it :) .. or write "SHABBAT" on a wall and put a watchman (a shomer) to observe it...? :) what's SHAMOR? How do u keep shabbat? There is no such commandment in the Written Torah that u can find that you can explain it without the Oral Torah. EIN-NON EXISTANT. Oral Torah: did you ever send your kids to a makolet, a grocery store? yes, with a list, a reshiima. Why with a list(reshima)? Because he forgets, we also forget, so we wrote it down ..............(Rav Amnon Yitzchak, Shlita) =========================================== =
The real reason for Jewish Women’s covering hair is- because G-d said so. But if we want to learn what ‘the why-???’ of the mitzvah is, let’s look into what I’ve learned from Rebbetzins: Y. Edelstein and C. Lugomsky at Ner Le'elef (Jerusalem) along with other various sources...: • First of all, we have to understand that all the mitzvot, the Divine Commandments that were given to us at Mount Sinai- are for our own good! What Ribbono Shel Olam, the Master of the universe - did for us is he showed us how to have a perfectly normal day and get a skhar=prize for it, a reward for every step. So that our every single action can become a mitzvah (example: even such a simple, very mundane daily action of putting on shoes=first right, then left-and you already got a mitzvah in your pocket).
The real reason for Jewish Women’s covering hair is- because G-d said so. But if we want to learn what ‘the why-???’ of the mitzvah is, let’s look into what I’ve learned from Rebbetzins: Y. Edelstein and C. Lugomsky at Ner Le'elef (Jerusalem) along with other various sources...: • First of all, we have to understand that all the mitzvot, the Divine Commandments that were given to us at Mount Sinai- are for our own good! What Ribbono Shel Olam, the Master of the universe - did for us is he showed us how to have a perfectly normal day and get a skhar=prize for it, a reward for every step. So that our every single action can become a mitzvah (example: even such a simple, very mundane daily action of putting on shoes=first right, then left-and you already got a mitzvah in your pocket).
• Second of all - We love mitzvot! Because they’re the best thing that ever happened to us, we love them, they’re fantastic!
• Third of all – There are different categories of mitzvot which can help you in actualizing aspects of yourself (e.g. as a fact that you’re a human being, as a fact that you’re a Jew, a man, a woman, a mother, a daughter, a father, a son, a spouse, a grandchild, a teacher, a student, )! So when we talk about women’s mitzvot –we’re saying there is such a thing as FEMENINITY, and if we want to CAPITALIZE our femininity , and take that FEMININITY to the ultimate point that it could have gotten to-that’s what women’s mitzvot can do for you.
IT IS NOT ABOUT BEING LIMITED, IT IS NOT ABOUT BEING HELD BACK, IT’S ABOUT BEING CARED
IT’S ABOUT : 
S P R E A D - Y O U R - W I N G S - A N D - F L Y !
S P R E A D - Y O U R - W I N G S - A N D - F L Y !
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MAN is- Khesed- compassion.
WOMAN is Gevurah- strength/power.
Gevurah gives the form; it gives the shapes of things. She provides the form, she provides the shape, and she makes the things accessible…
The THREE Special Women’s Mitzvot are: taharat hamishpacha, hallah and ner---were given to Khava, as the Medrash says because the woman brought death into the world; she was the instigator, she was the first, therefore, she’s being charged for bringing life into the world. In this case, we’re talking about 3 aspects of life:
taharat hamishpacha brings kedusha (=bringing it aside, making it special/holy i.e. when you mekadesh something you free it from all restraints, you separate it from anything that could hold it back from becoming the ultimate thing it could be—i.e. by mekadesh-ing a woman, a man is releasing her from any restraints and separating her from anything that could be getting into her way from becoming the ultimate woman that she can become) into the world. A woman brings KEDUSHA into the home.
Hallah- is brakha. Gemorah tells us that a man without a wife has no brakha. Why? Because the man is the conduit, he is the pipe for brakha, but the woman receives the brakha, gives it shape and form, and makes it ACCESSIBLE.
Ner – is light. Light is clarity. Light is being able to see things the way they really are. “Your light will see light”. In a completely dark room, you light a candle, you can see everything. Being able to see direction, being able to see shape, and size and form, where we can go and what we have to work with. And these are the things that women provide.
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Tzniut-Dignity: Tzniut is a mida; it’s a character trait. It’s not just a set of behaviors. Tzniut is the ability to hide or CONCEAL that which is distracting, peripheral, irrelevant, and imaginary in order to REVEAL that which is essential, important, and true. It’s not just about a cover up.
Ohz vehadar levusha vetiskhak lyom akharon, mishlei-proverbs(by King Solomon) 25. Strength and beauty are her raiment, and she laughs at the last day.
What is ohz? Ohz is the ability to be prepared and ready to do something new - against the stream, against what everyone else is doing against what’s regular and usual, something that’s hard, with self confidence (not impulse but with knowledge) - understanding all the difficulties and challenges that could be involved in it in order to achieve and benefit from spiritual goals that appear impossible. But we do it all the time, we’re always behaving with ohz.
What is hadar? Splendor, what’s splendor? Hadar is a kind of a beauty. What kind of a beauty is it? Malbim tells us that hadar is that external manifestation of that beauty which is particular for that item. If I have an etrog which is mehudar, it’s not just a pretty etrog, it IS etrog! You want to know Etrog?-You look at the mehudar-etrog. So when we say that a woman has HADAR, we’re saying that every single woman has a beauty which is meyukhad-special, an external manifestation of beauty which is SPECIAL to HER.The Gemorah says that ein isha eila leyofi”, a WOMAN is for BEAUTY. That means that it’s a halakha lemaase: that ALL WOMEN ARE BEAUTIFUL!That’s it. We don’t have to take this insane narrow androgynous alien looking creature that the WESTERN WORLD considers beautiful, because the Gemorah tells us that EVERY SINGLE WOMAN IN THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL.
Considering that Ohz vehadar-are two very upfront things-you see a Jewish woman who is pro-active, and she’s attractive, she’s NOT ATTRACTING, That might not go with the incorrect definition of Tzniut. Rather than be shy, retiring and not noticeable, there will be many times that as a Jewish woman she can stick out (e.g. when everyone else is dressed in jeans and T-shirt, she may come dressed adequately/stockings/long sleeves, color up to a neck bone/something on her head-when everybody else may be wearing shorts..)
There’s a deep relationship between Ohz and Tzniut:
We said that we cover up in Tzniut. Why do we COVER up? -In order to REVEAL something that which is the REAL thing. So, the Tzniut in essence means -NOT having a NEED for an EXTERNAL definition of SELF. Not being moved by what’s happening on the outside, we’re defined by our inside, by our hadar, and are actions are dictated by our ohz. We don’t have external definition of self. A person who’s dependant on external definition of self, and therefore dependant on others for approval will lack Tzniut.
An Exaggerated Example: a (hypothetical) woman who is very externally defined, and very dependent on what other people think of her. She’s going to go to a wedding-it’s going to take 6 hours to get ready –not because she enjoys getting ready for weddings, but she’s spending the time crying, she’s spending the time agonizing, she’s spending the time looking at herself in the mirror with loathing and hate; she’s taking every dress out of the closet, and finally, she decides, every hair is in place, the dress, the makeup, everything is totally put together-and what she hopes is what everyone else is doing. And she walks into the wedding hall. And now, once a person comes up to her and says, “oh my G-d, u look fantastic!“ So she’s fine, she’s even more fine, she’s flying. But what if somebody comes up and says, I can’t believe u wore that! That’s it, she’s finished, she’s over; the whole night is over. If- she recovers, it’s going to take her at least a week. So she’s going to try and figure out what’s going to give her a positive feedback. And therefore it might have to be a little louder; it might have to be a little tighter; it might have to be a little lower cut; because then at least somebody’s going to say “wow, you really look incredible!” That’s going to happen. 
..(to be continued)
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Hashem’s Cop
The 350 Mehadrin bus[1] from Bnei Brak to Ashdod is normally jammed, but at 3 PM more than half the seats were still vacant. Four young women in slacks, obviously not from the Haredi[2] or religious neighborhoods along the route, boarded the bus at the stop adjacent to the Coca Cola factory in Bnei Brak. Rather than moving to the rear of the bus, they sat down demonstratively in the front two rows seats on the right side of the bus. Some of the male passengers were baffled; two others decided to get off the bus. A Breslever Chassid, sitting across the young ladies on the left side of the bus, simply closed his eyes and smiled. This was not a reaction that the headline-seeking heroines were looking for, having so boldly entered the mobile Haredi lion’s den.
No one yelled at the fearless four, women’s-rights or democracy activists in their late twenties. No one even spoke to them. There was nothing to document on their cell-phone videos. What a waste! Well, at least they might be able to take a nice walk on the beach in Ashdod…
If there’s no news, then make the news! One of the young woman got out of her seat (while the three others were poised with their cell-phone video cameras, waiting to pounce on the action they hoped would come) and stood next to the Breslever, whose toothy smile would have done justice to any Crest or Colgate commercial.
“Hey, why can’t you look at me?” the young lady asked abrasively, obviously itching for a conflict.
“Do you want your husband looking at other young women?” the Breslever responded.
“I’m not married,” she said.
“I bless you that you should find your soul-mate this year!”
The activist wasn’t ready for this turn in the conversation. She needed to steer things differently. “What are you so happy about with that imbecilic grin of yours?”
“In Torah 282 of Likutei Moharan, Rebbe Nachman teaches us to appreciate our good points and to be happy with every little mitzvah we do; and in Torah 17, first part, Rebbe Nachman says that the slightest good deed that a person does makes a tremendous impression in the upper spiritual realms...”
The activist was getting more and more impatient. This was not the action she was looking for, wasting half a day on a bus ride going someplace where she didn’t need to go. “So what,” she snapped.
“You asked me why I’m smiling. I’m answering you. I never thought that riding a Mehadrin bus was a big deal; I mean, it didn’t seem to be such a great mitzvah. But if the Yetzer Hara[3] is going to such lengths to bother me on this bus ride, then it must be really significant in shamayim that men and women don't mix. This morning, when I was learning Tosefot on Baba Kama, the Yetzer wasn't bothering me as much as he is now. Thank You, Hashem, for giving the mitzva of riding this bus.” With eyes shut, he turned at the activist and added, “and thank you, cherished sister, for adding to my rewards in the World to Come.”
The young lady's antagonism was melting into frustration. She was obviously the ring-leader, and her three sisters-in-arms were eagerly awaiting to see how she'd react. Their game plan (or battle plan) to wave the flag of women's rights on the Mehadrin bus didn't anticipate a frontal confrontation with a Breslever...
“What do you people smoke that gets you so spaced out?” she chided.
“I'll admit that I'm high, dearest sister, but that comes from tallit, tefillin, Torah, and an hour of talking to Hashem every day.”
“What's with this 'dearest' and 'cherished sister' garbage?”
“You see,” explained the Breslever, “your soul and mine both are a tiny part of Godliness. We have the same Father; you don't need a PhD in genealogy from Hebrew University to know that we're brother and sister. Besides, the Torah says so explicitly...”
“Are you the real deal or are you just putting on a good show?”
“If I invite you and your girlfriends for Shabbat...,” meanwhile removing his kosher cellphone from his shirt pocket, about to dial his wife's number, “will you come? When you taste Shabbat and my wife's cooking, you'll understand how much Hashem loves you, and so do we.”
Squirming and completely off guard, the activist snarled, “You're wife is probably an illiterate cook and bottle washer pregnant with her twelfth – what would she and I have in common?”
The Breslever chuckled, “No, my wife is only pregnant with our eighth. But you'll like her – she has a MBA in Finance from the University of Tel Aviv. Besides, she was a sergeant in the Artillery Corps of the IDF, an army medic and a training-base instructor in first aid. She even served in Lebanon for two months...”
“What?! Don't tell me you were in the army too?”
“Yeh, I admit it. I was a tank commander. Then I did a degree in Communication from UTA. That's where my wife and I met...”
All the stereotypes were crumbling. The four activists were disarmed. No fight, no arguments, no protests – only an invitation for Shabbat...
The activist tried one last effort. She sat down next to the Breslever. This will surely get his goat and make him lose his cool, she thought.
He still smiled, but a tear trickled down his cheek.
“Why are you crying?” she asked, jolted by this additional surprise. Her compassion was a sign of the Jewish soul that shined from deep within her.
“I'm not really the prude that you think. But I love my wife and want her face to be the only female image in my brain. You, dear sister, are a Bat Yisroel, a Jewish daughter. Every Bat Yisroel is beautiful. Please, I wouldn't embarrass you by getting up. But I'm not a holy man – I wish I were. You're really testing me. You are a moral young lady; would you steal something from a pregnant woman with seven children? By making me look at you, you'd be stealing some of my affection for my wife. I'm sure that's not your intention.”
Gently, as if walking on eggs, the young lady stood up. “I'm so sorry,” she said, showing her true delicate and considerate inner self. “I never thought of it that way. Besides, if all the Haredim were like you, things would be different. Tell me, are you the ones that go to Uman every Rosh Hashana?”
“Yes, I'm one of them.”
“Are all of you this nice? I mean, you don't try to act like Hashem's cop.” She surprised herself by saying “Hashem”. Since when do such words come out of an ultra-liberal libertarian feminist's mouth?
“I only try to police myself.” The bus arrived at the Breslever's station in Ashdod's Rova Gimel. The Breslever got up but added, “Let us know if you're coming for Shabbat...”
No one yelled at the fearless four, women’s-rights or democracy activists in their late twenties. No one even spoke to them. There was nothing to document on their cell-phone videos. What a waste! Well, at least they might be able to take a nice walk on the beach in Ashdod…
If there’s no news, then make the news! One of the young woman got out of her seat (while the three others were poised with their cell-phone video cameras, waiting to pounce on the action they hoped would come) and stood next to the Breslever, whose toothy smile would have done justice to any Crest or Colgate commercial.
“Hey, why can’t you look at me?” the young lady asked abrasively, obviously itching for a conflict.
“Do you want your husband looking at other young women?” the Breslever responded.
“I’m not married,” she said.
“I bless you that you should find your soul-mate this year!”
The activist wasn’t ready for this turn in the conversation. She needed to steer things differently. “What are you so happy about with that imbecilic grin of yours?”
“In Torah 282 of Likutei Moharan, Rebbe Nachman teaches us to appreciate our good points and to be happy with every little mitzvah we do; and in Torah 17, first part, Rebbe Nachman says that the slightest good deed that a person does makes a tremendous impression in the upper spiritual realms...”
The activist was getting more and more impatient. This was not the action she was looking for, wasting half a day on a bus ride going someplace where she didn’t need to go. “So what,” she snapped.
“You asked me why I’m smiling. I’m answering you. I never thought that riding a Mehadrin bus was a big deal; I mean, it didn’t seem to be such a great mitzvah. But if the Yetzer Hara[3] is going to such lengths to bother me on this bus ride, then it must be really significant in shamayim that men and women don't mix. This morning, when I was learning Tosefot on Baba Kama, the Yetzer wasn't bothering me as much as he is now. Thank You, Hashem, for giving the mitzva of riding this bus.” With eyes shut, he turned at the activist and added, “and thank you, cherished sister, for adding to my rewards in the World to Come.”
The young lady's antagonism was melting into frustration. She was obviously the ring-leader, and her three sisters-in-arms were eagerly awaiting to see how she'd react. Their game plan (or battle plan) to wave the flag of women's rights on the Mehadrin bus didn't anticipate a frontal confrontation with a Breslever...
“What do you people smoke that gets you so spaced out?” she chided.
“I'll admit that I'm high, dearest sister, but that comes from tallit, tefillin, Torah, and an hour of talking to Hashem every day.”
“What's with this 'dearest' and 'cherished sister' garbage?”
“You see,” explained the Breslever, “your soul and mine both are a tiny part of Godliness. We have the same Father; you don't need a PhD in genealogy from Hebrew University to know that we're brother and sister. Besides, the Torah says so explicitly...”
“Are you the real deal or are you just putting on a good show?”
“If I invite you and your girlfriends for Shabbat...,” meanwhile removing his kosher cellphone from his shirt pocket, about to dial his wife's number, “will you come? When you taste Shabbat and my wife's cooking, you'll understand how much Hashem loves you, and so do we.”
Squirming and completely off guard, the activist snarled, “You're wife is probably an illiterate cook and bottle washer pregnant with her twelfth – what would she and I have in common?”
The Breslever chuckled, “No, my wife is only pregnant with our eighth. But you'll like her – she has a MBA in Finance from the University of Tel Aviv. Besides, she was a sergeant in the Artillery Corps of the IDF, an army medic and a training-base instructor in first aid. She even served in Lebanon for two months...”
“What?! Don't tell me you were in the army too?”
“Yeh, I admit it. I was a tank commander. Then I did a degree in Communication from UTA. That's where my wife and I met...”
All the stereotypes were crumbling. The four activists were disarmed. No fight, no arguments, no protests – only an invitation for Shabbat...
The activist tried one last effort. She sat down next to the Breslever. This will surely get his goat and make him lose his cool, she thought.
He still smiled, but a tear trickled down his cheek.
“Why are you crying?” she asked, jolted by this additional surprise. Her compassion was a sign of the Jewish soul that shined from deep within her.
“I'm not really the prude that you think. But I love my wife and want her face to be the only female image in my brain. You, dear sister, are a Bat Yisroel, a Jewish daughter. Every Bat Yisroel is beautiful. Please, I wouldn't embarrass you by getting up. But I'm not a holy man – I wish I were. You're really testing me. You are a moral young lady; would you steal something from a pregnant woman with seven children? By making me look at you, you'd be stealing some of my affection for my wife. I'm sure that's not your intention.”
Gently, as if walking on eggs, the young lady stood up. “I'm so sorry,” she said, showing her true delicate and considerate inner self. “I never thought of it that way. Besides, if all the Haredim were like you, things would be different. Tell me, are you the ones that go to Uman every Rosh Hashana?”
“Yes, I'm one of them.”
“Are all of you this nice? I mean, you don't try to act like Hashem's cop.” She surprised herself by saying “Hashem”. Since when do such words come out of an ultra-liberal libertarian feminist's mouth?
“I only try to police myself.” The bus arrived at the Breslever's station in Ashdod's Rova Gimel. The Breslever got up but added, “Let us know if you're coming for Shabbat...”
Thursday, January 12, 2012
צניעות האשה איסור הפאה תשסח
צניעות האשה איסור הפאה תשסח -
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