Memories aside, my father consoles me simply because he is my father. The love between father and son, as I happened to learn in a Chassidic discourse shortly before he died, expresses a stronger bond than any other love.
Chassidic philosophy speaks of two kinds of love: emotional and essential. Love, as the other emotions, is self-interested. Completely absorbed in the Self, to become aroused love must feel itself.
When I drive my car, I feel the cold steering wheel touching my hands. But I’m really not feeling the steering wheel or even the cold on it. I’m feeling the sensation in my hands. Similarly, when I’m loving someone, I don’t feel the loveable qualities of my friend; I experience my own sensations of love within me and the recognition – transmitted to my emotions from my brain – that my friend’s decency and caring are good for me.
Essential love, in contrast, does not need to sense any virtue or act of kindness from the loved one to become aroused. Essential love exists whenever two people – a father and son – are connected to each other’s essence. I long for my father because I want his essence and being, my essence and being.
To generate feelings of love for my friend I must think about his warm smile and the dinner he bought me on my birthday. I love my father because when I bow my head, close my eyes and think for a moment about who I am, my father is there. To want my father I just have to be his son.
Love does not stop when one life ends. We remain connected, and because of that bond I say Kaddish for 11 months. The recitation of Kaddish, blessing G-d’s name in public to which the minyan answers “Amen,” eases the soul’s transition from this world to the next. Three time a day, before reciting the final “Kaddish d’Rabbanan,” I say to myself, as the Rebbe did when he mourned for his wife, a line from the first Lubavitcher Rebbe’s Tanya, which expresses the soul’s intrinsic bond with G-d: “The second, uniquely Jewish, soul is truly ‘a part of G-d above.’”
Like the son, who derives his essence from his father, the soul’s essence always stays bound to its source, G-d above. And like the son, who is connected to the father even before he is born, the soul at the outset of its journey back to G-d is already one with its Father.
Moshe,
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful. I want to keep this handy so that when my mourning draws to a close for my father, I can remember these words. Thank you for putting them in the universe for others who might happen upon them to read and be comforted and inspired.
Your cousin,
Dayna
Moshe,
ReplyDeleteYour expressions and understanding of love reach deep into, and beyond, the Hassidic community. They catch a universal but also so personal problems of love between father and son, which I extend in my mind to sister and sister -- the relationship in the world that has been the most enduring and endearing.
I love the simplicity and directness of your writing -- which is very hard to do! Thank you for bringing me back to the greatest emotions available to us, that I thought I'd lost when my sister is no longer on the earth with me.
Very fondly,
Judy
Moshe,
ReplyDeleteIt was really beautiful what you wrote and very poignant. You have the ability to connect Chassidic philosophy with the natural feelings between a father and his son. I want to send this to my friend who just lost his father. Yasha koach.
Tuvia