We’ve made it through the journey of the Jewish autumn.
Tishrei’s harvest season gives us a month of holy days, both the joy of abundance and the fear of our own life’s harvest. The month after, in the post glow of the hard work of holiness, we may feel bitter – MarCheshvan, we may feel fallen – the month’s letter nun hinting at nifal. Kislev supports us – samech “support” its letter – and asks us to dream and focus, to carry the energy of that quarter through the winter, like tucking your heart gently into your pocket for keeping in the cold.
And now we come through parashat Miketz to find ourselves “from the end” of Kislev’s sleepy darkness and into the winter month of Tevet.
There is a midrash that talks of Tevet being the one time a year Leviathan arises from the tehom deep. When they surface Leviathan lets loose a great roar, scaring away the usual predator fish and allowing smaller fish to flourish. This month is also the month of anger in many manuscripts of the Sefer Yetzirah, and the holy Leviathan – both chaos monster and g-d’s own childhood play friend – comes to remind us of the potentially righteous power of anger in support of others.
We must open our sight – as our people move from Genesis to Exodus, we find the powers that once lauded Yoseph now enslave their descendants. We must open to our anger – as we move through the world, we find anger and frustration in places where our boundaries or safety feel harmed. To repress our anger is to not let ourselves cry out, that very action that begins the Exodus process of leaving Egypt. We must open to what holy monster lurks within us and remember They too are g-d’s beloved.