Names
This parsha is Shemot, which in Hebrew means
names. It's also the name of this second
book of the Torah. In English it is
called Exodus, which means the mass departure of many people. Life sucks in Egypt for the Hebrew slaves and
so they leave. Stuff happens. Exodus.
The plot of this one little parsha
is hard to sum up quickly: The torah
names all the tribes of Israel who have moved to Egypt, they become enslaved, AND
THEN after 400 years they become so
numerous and the Pharoah is afraid of them so he orders the midwives to kill
all the male Hebrew babies. AND THEN Two
midwives manage to save a lot of the male babies, one in particular is hidden
from the bad guys until he gets too big and loud to hide, AND THEN his mother
puts him in a basket and floats him towards Pharoah's daughter, who adopts him
and names him Moshe AND THEN he is given to his mother to nurse and then back
to Pharoah's Daughter to be raised as an Eqgyptian prince. AND THEN One day Moses sees an Egyptian
beating a Hebrew slave AND THEN he kills the Eqgyptian so he has to skedaddle
AND THEN he faces the fact that he is a Hebrew
AND THEN He runs away to Midian, marries Zipporah, has children, becomes
a shepherd and generally drops out, AND THEN one day, just when he thinks his
life is settled, God appears in a burning bush that is not consumed, insists
that Moses go back to Egypt and liberate his people with the help of his
brother Aaron AND THEN God teaches the reluctant Moses some magic tricks AND THEN Moses goes back to Egypt, confronts the
Pharoah of all Egypt and says, no, demands that he let his people go, AND THEN
Pharoah says hell no and gets even meaner to the slaves than he was before, AND
THEN God tells Moses that he is going to kick Pharoah's ass.
Great story. Can't wait to see what happens next.
But for me, this is not about the
journey, epic though it may be, but about something as simple as a name. With a name you are given a place, in your
family and your community, and sometimes within your soul. The Israelites and
then Moses, and then God, are named and found in this parsha, and the nexus is the Burning Bush, when God invites Moses back into who he is, Mose the Hebrew, the friend of God and the savior of the slaves.
The slaves are the children of Israel, known as the, Ivrit. The word Ivrit, meaning,
Hebrew, comes from the shoresh Ayin, Bet, Raish.
As a verb, it means to cross over, and it's first used to describe that
wanderer, Abraham. But by the time the
people are in Egypt they are definitively known to the Egyptions as the
Hebrews, re the people who crossed over, from Canaan to Egypt. And Shemot is the story of when those Hebrews
go across the desert to go back home. The
name is descriptive of how these people, our people, act and how we are
seen. We know how to move on, when
necessary. History acts upon us, we
change as we must.
The second name is that of Moses,
which is taken from the meaning, to be drawn out, Pharoah's daughter names him
that becuase he was drawn out of the water..
It is apparently also now meant that it is also Mose who draws the
people out of Egypt. Moses is given his
name as a child, acted upon by others, until he kills the Egyptian and runs
away, spending his time in Midian becoming a new person until his encounter
with God, at which point he can reclaim himself and that name and become the
agent of his own life. He draws himself
out and discovers his true self, who is is, his I am that I am and embraces his
connection with the one-ness and his people and goes back into the story. Moses, the protagonist, changes
dramatically. Pharoah, his mother, his
sister, Pharoah's daughter, Jethro, Zipporah, and God, they all act upon him,
but finally, when Moses sees the Burning Bush, when he chooses to see the
Burning Bush, he draws himself out and becomes his people's leader. He names God and becomes Ivrit at last.
And what about God's name? Many observant jews never call God by any
name other than HaShem, The Name. I'm
not totally sure why, but to me it seems that it's as if, by naming God you
quantify God, you surround and separate and personalize, you make the Is-ness
into a human or a supernatural that which cannot be surrounded or separated or
personalized or be human or a being.
And yet we insist on giving this non-corporeal non-being a Shem, a name. In fact, Shemot. Names:
El
Elohim
El Shaddai
Elyon
Shechinah
Yah
Adonai
Yahweh
Jehovah
Ruach HaOlam, The Breath of Life
The Eternal
The Righteous One
Ha Makom, The Place
Adon Olam, Lord of the World
Avinu Malkeinu, Our Father Our King
Elohei Avraham, Elohei
Yitzchak ve Elohei Ya`aqov
Elohei Sara, Elohei
Rivka, Elohei Leah ve Elohei Rakhel
E'in
Sof—"endless,
infinite",
HaKadosh,
The Holy One
Barukh Hu , Blessed One
HaRachaman-"The Merciful One"
Ribeinu Shel Olam,
Master of the World
Rofeh Cholim, Healer of
the Sick
Tzur Yisrael, Rock of
Israel
Oseh Shalom, Maker of
Peace
And my personal
favorite, Zokef efufim, Straightener of the Bent. What ever does that mean, I wonder?
God is not nearly as pretentious as we are. When Moses asks God what he should call
God, God simply (!) says, Eheyeh Asher Eheyeh. I Am That I Am.
Rabbi Art Green interprets this to be not the description
of something that has ever been, is now, and ever will be, outside of time and
space, Was/Is/ Will Be. It is the
essence of, well, IS, and this Is-ness knows it. For the first time, The Was/Is/Will Be, the I
AM THAT I AM, doesn't identify itself as God or Lord or Father or any of
that. This Is-ness sends Moses off on
his quest to bring the Hebrews out of Egypt and into covenant with I am that I
am. So HaIvrit, The Hebrews, and Moses and I AM THAT I AM have come together
and the story that will climax at Sinai in Torah and Jews and you and me.
So
What are the names you were given at birth?
What are the names you were given by
your history?
What are the names you have chosen
for yourself at your burning bush?
My parents gave me the name,
Patricia Ilene Arlin.
AND THEN They gave me a name for my
religion, my people, my history, Aleeza Bat Rut v'Shlomo. Aleeze means Joyful. That's me, Full of Joy.
I always hated that name, Aleeza. I didn't have much joy growing up and I don't
present as joyful lke some people do, even when that's how I'm feeling. So the name Aleeza never sat well with me. So when I started studying Jewish stuff, I
thought I wanted a more appropriate Hebrew name. My hero became Rabbi Akiva, who was
illiterate until he was in his forties and who then started to learn from
scratch and who became one of the greatest rabbis of his time. I decided I wanted the female equivalent of
the male name, Akiva, but when I looked it up one one of those sites for
finding Hebrew names, it said there was no female equivalent. AND THEN, I complained about this to a friend
who had some knowledge of hebrew names, AND THEN she suggested what she thought
was the closest female equivalent to Akiva:
Aleeza.
I've been thinking about it, and I
think I am almost ready to drop the name I was given, and reclaim my name and
draw myself out and choose to be joyful.
Aleeza.
Baruch atah HaShem, Blessed be the Name, blessed be that which cannot be
named and blessed be our names, those we receive because of love, and those we
receive because of our history and culture, and those names we choose for
ourselves, because we are B'tzelem Elohim, made in the image of the I AM that
chooses to be I AM.
Amen.
