I passed another milestone yesterday, and thank God, I
stepped back over the line in the opposite direction today. It was not a
milestone to which I have aspired, so receding is a good thing. It has to do
with my weight. It’s been going in the wrong direction slowly and steadily. I
knew there would be some “bounce back” as they say, but I’m long overdue for a bit
of stasis.
In the halcyon days of rapid weight loss I did not hesitate to post
joyous announcements of the diminishing numbers. I have not been so forthcoming
regarding their rise. Understandably, this is nothing to celebrate, but it’s
nothing to hide either. It’s actually
useful for me to confront this unpleasant truth. (Some of my skinny clothes
have been telling me this for months.) This was never billed as a quick fix
program, but an ongoing process of discovery, hope, self-examination, triumph, and
bewilderment—just to name a few aspects of my journey of physical (and
spiritual) development.
When this whole thing started I forged an intentional link
between body and soul. The overlap of the 18-month Kaiser Medical Weight
Management Program and ALEPH’s 18-month Kol
Zimra Jewish meditative chant leaders training supported that. In this perpetual
weight maintenance phase I’m in now, I need a more enduring anchor than an 18-month
program (adding quickly—there are lessons from both programs that have firmly entered
my life and are supported by ongoing alumni activities as well). Fortunately, I
am now immersed in yet another ALEPH workshop, Hashpa’ah, a three-year course in spiritual direction. Its message
is deeply aligned with my intentions relative to my body as well as my soul.
Hashpa’ah asks a
fundamental question, “How can I have consciousness of the Divine Spirit in
every moment, in every action, in every word?” That’s a big question. I don’t expect
to fully achieve this in this lifetime, but by striving toward ever-growing God
consciousness I can also come closer to making every bite a sacred, conscious,
life-sustaining act. It has been interesting to note, even in the early days of Hashpa’ah study, how frequently the
readings touch on issues that relate to my quest for physical as well as
spiritual fitness.
We speak of the four worlds of doing, feeling, thinking, and
being—the physical, emotional,
intellectual and spiritual components of life. We read essays, such as Rabbi
Rami Shapiro’s piece on the relationship between the 12 Steps and spirituality, in which, as I face my addictive
behaviors, I am reminded how powerless we are, that surrender to a higher power
is the only salvation, that liberation comes from understanding that we are
whole even in our brokenness, and that prayer and meditation will “improve our
conscious contact with God.”
In another essay, Rabbi Jacob Staub writes, “By
acknowledging every bite of food we eat…we seek to avoid a functional atheism
in which we forget where everything comes from….” Howard Avruhm Addison
instructs us that we must remove blockages to the Divine flow by purifying our
character traits, so-called negative and positive middot, including Ta-avah—Craving/Lust.
Alan Morinis offers that, “…it is not the traits themselves [that are positive
or negative] but rather their level...which could be too high or too low.”
In the end, just as it was in the beginning, the task is to
be mindful, not only of what I eat, why I eat, when I eat, how much I eat, but now
also, where God is in all of this. Most people I know have trouble connecting
to a notion of God even in the synagogue, much less to address the presence of
God in everyday matters.
I struggle with this myself, but find increasing
comfort in using the G-word to describe the Great Mystery, the Ineffable
Pervasive Energy/Life Force, and recognize that I can summon its Presence pretty
much whenever I remember to do so. The reason it’s called a spiritual
“practice” is that, as in getting to Carnegie Hall, that’s what it takes—practice. One
of the “positive” middot is Patience.
With God’s help, and a little help from my friends, perhaps I will cultivate
more patience, fewer cravings, and ultimately feel more comfortable living
and breathing in my skin as well as in my skinny clothes.