From time to time we fall off the camel. No matter how clumsy, if we touch the ground or slide, there is a way to get back on. We’ve all done it. We’ve flunked the driving test, tripped down the stairs, run out of gas, forgotten our tickets, exposed ourselves to the love of our life.
This is the way of Rivkah in 24:63-64. Rivkah falls off the camel and moves back under her veil with seamless grace.
First let’s look at the metaphor of the veil. Life is a veil. There are veils within veils, lives within lives, names within names, our prayers to God, our various perspectives, all billowing in the breeze of our essence. They include our thoughts, dreams. Our clothing is a veil, our tallith. There are our stories, our experiences, even places, words, letters. There are millions of veils of memory. At times of absolute fear or grinding discomfort even faith is a veil.
To lose the veil…to be raw and aware...we need to first have one, know it, feel it, understand how to be within it. In Chayay Sarah we are fine-tuning these veils, touching them gently, making sure they are there. We are facing and discerning those we use every day. This is a time of care to fine detail. We must, in the anticipation of our un-veiling, make sure the veil is even there. We must know how it is attached to us, how it works, its thickness and porosity, how it hangs, how it protects, how it gives us strength, how to bless it, how it divides one world from the next, one emotion from the next, one being from the next. We must see that the veils can be replaced. After all we may lose touch with our bearings.
Avraham understands this. Sarah dies at the beginning of this parasha and is described as his Dead. Sarah’s veil…her body…can no longer conceal her soul. Therefore the body needs to be buried. In mystical circles, this burial allows the soul to rise to Hashem. In any case, this is Avraham’s obligation. There’s important work to do. Avraham acquires the land to bury Sarah. After all, it’s as if his wife is suddenly exposed, naked.
In terms of Rivkah, she is traveling to the home of Yitzhak. He goes out into the field, lifts his eyes and she lifts hers. Their heart-vision joins at the nexus. She falls from her camel and then, without a word sits back on, veil over her face.
From the mystical therefore to the mundane, it is God’s wish that we continually get back on the camel and conceal ourselves in our transformation. However we use the veil, see it, imagine it, know it, borrow it, love it, glow within it…it’s important that we have gratitude for it and realize the miracle of it. In every single moment that we lose balance and fall, get pushed down, trip or struggle... for whatever reason... the veil enables us to rise even higher with peace, grace, respect, beauty, dignity and gratitude. This is not yet who we are but who we strive to be. It is the remaking of myth after myth, the cycle of our ancestry and our existence, the manifestation of the covenant, the human path.
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