The Cow is Saying
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the spice beds
To graze in the gardens and to gather roses
And the entire community of the children of Israel
Came to the desert of Scin, which is between Elim and Sinai
You led Your people like a flock
By the hand of Moses and Aaron
On the fifteenth day of the second month
After their departure from the land of Egypt
The entire community of the children of Israel
Complained against Moses and against Aaron in the desert
The sound of Your thunder was in the rolling wind
Lightning lit up the world; the earth trembled and quaked
With a pure one, You show Yourself pure
But with a perverse one, You deal crookedly
Were it not that the enemy's wrath was heaped up
Lest their adversaries distort
Your way was through the sea
Your path through the mighty waters
And Your footsteps were not known
In Taanach by the waters of Megiddo
They journeyed from Elim
They took no gain of money
Lest they claim, "Our hand was triumphant!
The Lord did none of this!"
Rejoice to the Lord of our strength
Trumpet to the Lord of Jacob!
I will also make him [My] firstborn
Supreme over the kings of the earth
For this child did I pray
I am my beloved's
And my beloved is mine
Who grazes among the roses
You are fair, my beloved, as Tirzah
Comely as Jerusalem, awesome as the bannered legions
And the Lord granted me my request
Which I asked of Him.
THE KABBALAH OF TIME: The Jewish Calendar is the master key to unlock the hidden rationale behind the formal structure of ancient sacred texts, as well as to understand and experience the most profound mystical concepts, which reveal the spiritual energy of each week, serving as a practical guide for self-analysis and development.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Week 28 (Book 7): The Pig Is Saying
The Pig is Saying
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have made me haughty;
For they are a nation devoid of counsel and they have no understanding.
G-d is good to those that are good, as well as to the straight-hearted.
And the humble people You do deliver; but Your eyes are upon the haughty to humble them.
The children of Israel said to them,
If only we had died by the hand of the Lord in the land of Egypt,
When we sat by pots of meat, when we ate bread to our fill!
For you have brought us out into this desert, to starve this entire congregation to death.
You bring man to the crushing point and You say, "Return, O sons of men."
Your hair is like a flock of goats that streamed down from Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that came up from the washing,
All of which are perfect and there is no bereavement among them.
A prayer of Moses, the man of G-d. O Lord, You have been our dwelling place throughout all generations.
And I also have lent him to the Lord; all the days which he will be alive, he is borrowed by the Lord.
Before the mountains were born, and You brought forth the earth and the inhabited world,
And from everlasting to everlasting, You are G-d.
So the Lord said to Moses, Behold! I am going to rain down for you bread from heaven,
From heaven they fought; the stars; From their courses fought against Sisera.
I will forever keep My kindness for him, and My covenant will remain true to him.
Your temple is like a split pomegranate from beneath your kerchief.
For a thousand years are in Your eyes like yesterday, which passed, and a watch in the night.
And the people shall go out and gather what is needed for the day,
So that I can test them, whether or not they will follow My teaching.
And he prostrated himself there to the Lord.
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have made me haughty;
For they are a nation devoid of counsel and they have no understanding.
G-d is good to those that are good, as well as to the straight-hearted.
And the humble people You do deliver; but Your eyes are upon the haughty to humble them.
The children of Israel said to them,
If only we had died by the hand of the Lord in the land of Egypt,
When we sat by pots of meat, when we ate bread to our fill!
For you have brought us out into this desert, to starve this entire congregation to death.
You bring man to the crushing point and You say, "Return, O sons of men."
Your hair is like a flock of goats that streamed down from Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that came up from the washing,
All of which are perfect and there is no bereavement among them.
A prayer of Moses, the man of G-d. O Lord, You have been our dwelling place throughout all generations.
And I also have lent him to the Lord; all the days which he will be alive, he is borrowed by the Lord.
Before the mountains were born, and You brought forth the earth and the inhabited world,
And from everlasting to everlasting, You are G-d.
So the Lord said to Moses, Behold! I am going to rain down for you bread from heaven,
From heaven they fought; the stars; From their courses fought against Sisera.
I will forever keep My kindness for him, and My covenant will remain true to him.
Your temple is like a split pomegranate from beneath your kerchief.
For a thousand years are in Your eyes like yesterday, which passed, and a watch in the night.
And the people shall go out and gather what is needed for the day,
So that I can test them, whether or not they will follow My teaching.
And he prostrated himself there to the Lord.
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Week 29 (Book 7): The Beast of Burden is Saying
The Beast of Burden is Saying,
My mouth is opened wide against my enemies
For I have rejoiced in Your salvation.
[In the] evening, you shall know that
The Lord brought you out of the land of Egypt.
That when they prepare what they will bring
It will be double of what they gather every day.
When you eat the fruit of your labors,
Happy are you and good is your lot.
Daughters saw her and praised her,
Queens and concubines, and they lauded her
And I shall make his seed endure forever,
And his throne as the days of the heavens.
And Hannah prayed and said:
Who is this who looks forth like the dawn
Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
Awesome as the bannered legions?
For You are my lamp, Oh Lord
And the Lord does light my darkness.
In the morning, like grass it passes away.
In the morning, it blossoms and passes away
Moses and Aaron said to all the children of Israel,
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and innumerable maidens.
If [only] they were wise and would understand this
They would reflect upon their fate.
For we perish from Your wrath,
And from Your anger we are dismayed.
And it shall be on the sixth day
In the evening, it is cut off and withers.
You carry them away as a flood
They are like a sleep
The brook Kishon swept them away,
That ancient brook, the brook Kishon
My dove, my perfect one, is but one, she is one to her mother
She is the pure one of she who bore her
My heart has rejoiced through the Lord
My horn has been raised by the Lord.
My mouth is opened wide against my enemies
For I have rejoiced in Your salvation.
[In the] evening, you shall know that
The Lord brought you out of the land of Egypt.
That when they prepare what they will bring
It will be double of what they gather every day.
When you eat the fruit of your labors,
Happy are you and good is your lot.
Daughters saw her and praised her,
Queens and concubines, and they lauded her
And I shall make his seed endure forever,
And his throne as the days of the heavens.
And Hannah prayed and said:
Who is this who looks forth like the dawn
Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
Awesome as the bannered legions?
For You are my lamp, Oh Lord
And the Lord does light my darkness.
In the morning, like grass it passes away.
In the morning, it blossoms and passes away
Moses and Aaron said to all the children of Israel,
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and innumerable maidens.
If [only] they were wise and would understand this
They would reflect upon their fate.
For we perish from Your wrath,
And from Your anger we are dismayed.
And it shall be on the sixth day
In the evening, it is cut off and withers.
You carry them away as a flood
They are like a sleep
The brook Kishon swept them away,
That ancient brook, the brook Kishon
My dove, my perfect one, is but one, she is one to her mother
She is the pure one of she who bore her
My heart has rejoiced through the Lord
My horn has been raised by the Lord.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Week 30 (Book 7): The Camel is Saying
The Camel is saying,
Tread down, O my soul strength.
Then were pounded the heels of the horses
I went down to the nut garden
To see the green plants of the valley
To see whether the vine had blossomed,
The pomegranates were in bloom.
If his children forsake My Torah
And do not walk in My ordinances
You have set our wrongdoings before You,
Our hidden sins before the light of Your countenance.
For all our days have vanished in Your wrath;
We cause our years to pass like a fleeting sound.
But [of] what [significance] are we,
That you make complain against us?
When the Lord hears your complaints,
Which you are making complain against Him,
How can one pursue a thousand,
And two put ten thousand to flight,
Unless their Rock has sold them out,
And the Lord has given them over?
There is none as holy as the Lord,
For there is none besides You
And there is no rock like our God.
But [of] what [significance] are we?
And Moses said,
Not against us are your complaints,
But against the Lord.
When the Lord gives you
In the evening meat to eat
And bread in the morning to become sated
The days of our lives number seventy years,
And if in great vigor, eighty years
Most of them are but travail and futility
Passing quickly and flying away.
And [in the] morning, You shall see the glory of the Lord
When He hears your complaints against the Lord
G-d shall roar from upon high
And cause His voice to sound
From His holy place, His shout
Echoes profoundly over His dwelling place.
Return, return, O Shulammite
Return, return, and let us gaze upon you.
What will you see for the Shulammite,
As in the dance of the two camps?
I did not know; my soul made me
Chariots for a princely people.
For by You I run upon a troop
By my G-d I scale a wall.
Tread down, O my soul strength.
Then were pounded the heels of the horses
I went down to the nut garden
To see the green plants of the valley
To see whether the vine had blossomed,
The pomegranates were in bloom.
If his children forsake My Torah
And do not walk in My ordinances
You have set our wrongdoings before You,
Our hidden sins before the light of Your countenance.
For all our days have vanished in Your wrath;
We cause our years to pass like a fleeting sound.
But [of] what [significance] are we,
That you make complain against us?
When the Lord hears your complaints,
Which you are making complain against Him,
How can one pursue a thousand,
And two put ten thousand to flight,
Unless their Rock has sold them out,
And the Lord has given them over?
There is none as holy as the Lord,
For there is none besides You
And there is no rock like our God.
But [of] what [significance] are we?
And Moses said,
Not against us are your complaints,
But against the Lord.
When the Lord gives you
In the evening meat to eat
And bread in the morning to become sated
The days of our lives number seventy years,
And if in great vigor, eighty years
Most of them are but travail and futility
Passing quickly and flying away.
And [in the] morning, You shall see the glory of the Lord
When He hears your complaints against the Lord
G-d shall roar from upon high
And cause His voice to sound
From His holy place, His shout
Echoes profoundly over His dwelling place.
Return, return, O Shulammite
Return, return, and let us gaze upon you.
What will you see for the Shulammite,
As in the dance of the two camps?
I did not know; my soul made me
Chariots for a princely people.
For by You I run upon a troop
By my G-d I scale a wall.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Our Press Release
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New Book: The Kabbalah of Time
Kahane and Wainer explain that the calendar is the master key to unlock the hidden rationale behind the formal structure of ancient sacred texts, as well as to understand basic mystical concepts. When comprehended within the context of the Jewish calendar, these works reveal the spiritual energy of each week, serving as a practical guide for self-analysis and development.New Book: The Kabbalah of Time
Miami, FL – June 5, 2013 – Brazilian authors Rabbi Daniel Kahane and Ann Helen Wainer have recently launched a new book, which promises to change the way scholars and laymen understand the Jewish calendar as well as the structure of central Jewish texts.
The book shows how the 52-day period spanning from Passover to Shavuot (Pentecost) is in fact a microcosm of the 52 weeks of the year. Additionally, it demonstrates how 52 rabbis and 52 animals listed in the sacred works Pirkei Avot (“Ethics of the Fathers”) and Perek Shirah (“Chapter of Song”) parallel the year’s weeks as well. Finally, the book explores the kabbalistic meaning behind the numbers and divine attributes (sefirot) related to each day from Passover to Shavuot known as the Counting of the Omer.
The Counting of the Omer has always been one of the key tools used by the Jewish People as a basis for spiritual development. The book expands its use to the entire year and shows amazing and eerie connections between how the weeks of the year and the days of the Omer parallel each other. “The basis for the entire book is one simple idea,” Rabbi Kahane says, “Just as the culmination of the Counting of the Omer, Lag Ba’Omer, falls on the 33rd day of the Omer, so too the week of Lag Ba’Omer falls on the 33rd week of the year.
“The book’s use as a weapon against sadness should also not be underestimated,” exclaims Ann Helen Wainer, “its uplifting ideas and its connectedness to the song and harmony of nature, as well as the wisdom and foresight of our ancestors, is a true gift.”
The book was originally launched in Portuguese, after the authors received a grant from the Safra Philanthropic Institute in Brazil. An expanded eBook English version is available on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble, as well as ModernJewishHome.com. More information and ongoing classes are also available on Blogger, YouTube, Facebook, and Twitter.
The “Kabbalah of Time” eBook consistently listed as Amazon’s #1 “Hot New Release in Kabbalah,” and now, after a month of its release, was back among the Top #10 Best Sellers in its category.
About Ann Helen Wainer and Rabbi Daniel Kahane
Mrs. Wainer is a prolific author, having published several works regarding Judaism and Jewish History, as well as Brazilian Law and History. Her titles include: Jewish and Brazilian Connections to New York, India, and Ecology; Family Portrait; A Jewish Perspective on Ecology; Civil Liability of the Developer; and Brazilian Environmental Legislation. Ann Helen earned a master’s degree in corporate law in Brazil, and an MA in religious studies at Florida International University.
Rabbi Daniel Kahane is a graduate from Georgetown Law School and Princeton University, where he received the religion departmental award in Jewish studies, as well as a Certificate in the subject. He also attended Yeshiva University and Hebrew University in Jerusalem. Besides from working full-time as an attorney, Rabbi Kahane teaches weekly classes at Chabad of Aventura, FL.
For more information about “The Kabbalah of Time,” please visit www.kabbalahoftime.com, https://www.facebook.com/
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Sunday, June 2, 2013
Week 31 (Book 7): The Horse is Saying
The Horse is saying,
If they profane My statutes and
Do not observe My commandments
By reason of the prancings
The prancings of their mighty ones.
Do not increasingly speak haughtily
Let not arrogance come out of your mouth
[He is] the G-d Whose way is perfect
The word of the Lord is tried.
Your wrath is commensurate with one's fear of You
He is a shield unto all them that trust in Him
Relent, O Lord; how long? Have compassion upon Your servants.
Who can know the intensity of Your anger?
Behold, as the eyes of the servants
To the hand of their master
So are our eyes to G-d our Lord
Until He will favor us.
And Moses said to Aaron
Say to the entire community of the children of Israel
Teach us, then, to reckon our days
That we may acquire a wise heart.
And it came to pass when Aaron spoke
To the entire community of the children of Israel
That they turned toward the desert, and behold!
The glory of the Lord appeared in the cloud.
How fair are your feet in sandals,
O daughter of nobles!
As the eyes of the maidservant
To the hand of her mistress
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The handiwork of a craftsman.
Your navel is a round basin,
Where no mixed wine is lacking;
Your belly is [like] a stack of wheat,
Fenced in with roses.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
The twins of a gazelle.
'Curse you Meroz,' said the messenger of the Lord,
'Curse you bitterly inhabitants thereof,'
For the Lord is a G-d of thoughts,
And to Him are deeds counted.
For their rock is not like our Rock
Nevertheless, our enemies sit in judgment
Draw near before the Lord,
For He has heard your complaints.
If they profane My statutes and
Do not observe My commandments
By reason of the prancings
The prancings of their mighty ones.
Do not increasingly speak haughtily
Let not arrogance come out of your mouth
[He is] the G-d Whose way is perfect
The word of the Lord is tried.
Your wrath is commensurate with one's fear of You
He is a shield unto all them that trust in Him
Relent, O Lord; how long? Have compassion upon Your servants.
Who can know the intensity of Your anger?
Behold, as the eyes of the servants
To the hand of their master
So are our eyes to G-d our Lord
Until He will favor us.
And Moses said to Aaron
Say to the entire community of the children of Israel
Teach us, then, to reckon our days
That we may acquire a wise heart.
And it came to pass when Aaron spoke
To the entire community of the children of Israel
That they turned toward the desert, and behold!
The glory of the Lord appeared in the cloud.
How fair are your feet in sandals,
O daughter of nobles!
As the eyes of the maidservant
To the hand of her mistress
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The handiwork of a craftsman.
Your navel is a round basin,
Where no mixed wine is lacking;
Your belly is [like] a stack of wheat,
Fenced in with roses.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
The twins of a gazelle.
'Curse you Meroz,' said the messenger of the Lord,
'Curse you bitterly inhabitants thereof,'
For the Lord is a G-d of thoughts,
And to Him are deeds counted.
For their rock is not like our Rock
Nevertheless, our enemies sit in judgment
Draw near before the Lord,
For He has heard your complaints.
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