Translated by Netzach Sapir

My teachers taught me that the very names of the first four parshas of the book of Bereshit (Genesis): “Bereshit,” “Noah,” “Lech Lecha” and “Vayera,” are a guide to spiritual enlightenment. From one’s initial state, “Bereshit,” one must seek to achieve “Noah,” a word whose root means calmness and tranquility. Only from there he can continue to “Lech Lecha,” which means going forth, beginning the journey. The double language of “Lech Lecha,” “go unto yourself,” teaches that the journey is inward, and through this process a person comes to “Vayera elav God,” the revelation of God, enlightenment.

This week, when we read parshat Lech Lecha, we will explore this inner journey.

A Journey Inward

In the beginning of the parsha God calls to Avraham (Abraham) “lech lecha from your land and your birthplace and your father’s house” (Bereshit 12:1). The Holy Zohar explains that the double language of “lech lecha” calls on a person to embark on a journey into himself: “lech lecha unto yourself…to know and to fix yourself” (Lech Lecha 67b-68a)., Rav Kook explains that when a person arrives at an understanding of himself, he discovers God:

“And I am in exile” (Ezekiel 1:1), The internal “I” of self… We have sinned with our fathers. The sin of Adam was that he became disconnected from his true self.  He conceded to the snake’s advice, lost his self-ness, and was thus unable to answer to [God’s] question “Where are you?” for he did not know his own soul, for his true self was lost from him… And so the world continues and submerges in the lost “I” of every individual… “the breath of our nostrils, God’s anointed” (Eichah 4:20)… it is not external to us, it is the very breath of our nostrils. God our God…we will seek…our “I” we will seek, our own selves we will seek and we will find… I am God” (Orot HaKodesh 3, p.140-141).

Rav Kook identifies Ezekiel’s declaration “I am in exile” not as a geographical remark but as an existential statement. “I,” my true identity, is in exile, outside of myself. This is the basic sin of Man – disconnection from himself. In our society disconnectedness between people is very common, but according to Rav Kook the original problem is a person’s disconnectedness from his own self, which makes him unable to answer God’s question, “where are you?” From here Rav Kook makes a bold statement – when we seek and discover the “I” in  ourselves, we will discover that “I am God;” 'God is present within us. When I am true to myself, I discover that the reality which is beyond me.

Ekhart Tolle, spiritual teacher and author of The Power of Now, relates that once he was seized by frustration that “I just can’t get along with myself!” Suddenly he had a revelation. He realized that there were two identities in that sentence - “I” and “myself”, which reflect two levels within us that often are in tension with one another. One of these is our true identity, and the other is the identity from which we struggle to release ourself.

Rav Kook presents a similar idea but within a religious perspective, where he sees the authentic, true self as Godliness. Rav Kook’s idea follows from the belief that Humanity is created in “God’s image” (Bereshit 1:26-27), and identifies between a person’s “internal self” and his Godly identity.

This desire to connect to the internal self as a path to discovering God is shared by the Upanishads, the Hindu sacred texts. According to the Upanishads, the purpose of Man is to understand that Atman, the internal self, and Brahman, the infinite – are one.

When Avraham Met Brahma

The last time I was in India, I traveled to the city Haridwar in the north of the country, to the ashram of Anandamayi-Ma, one of the great gurus of the previous century. The president of the ashram at the time was Vijayananda, an elder guru, ninety-two years old. Vijayananda was not his original name; he was born as  Avraham Yaakov Weintrob, son of a rabbi living in southern France.

Like the Avraham of the Torah, Avraham-Vijayananda also once stood at the crossroads of “lech lecha.” Before coming to India, Vijayananda had planned to move to Israel. During the War of Independence, he volunteered to fight in the Hagana, but was rejected (one of the recruiters in France was a relative of his and feared putting him in harm’s way.) Although young Avraham grew up in a religious house, he was an atheist. One day his discovered a book of Indian philosophy which described the path to “discover God within yourself.” The idea ignited him, and he decided to travel to India to learn more about it.

He arrived at Anandamayi-Ma’s ashram, and though they generally do not accept students from the west, the teacher felt that this was a special person standing before her, and before he even requested it, she decided to meet with him and accept him into her class. Eventually, she even appointed him to be her successor. Vijayananda has been living in the ashram for the last fifty-five years without leaving India. When his journey began, there were two paths before him, and they fit the Zohar’s two interpretations: “lech lecha” according to its straightforward meaning, journeying to Eretz Yisrael and fighting for his people, or “lech lecha” as an introspective search, a journey inward unto the self.

Vijayananda INN:YN

I entered his modest room. A number of Jewish books on his shelf immediately caught my eye – Tanach, Tanya, Sfat Emet, Simcha Raz’s Chassidic Stories, and a biography of Ariel Sharon. Vijayananda feels that he never left Judaism, and feels no contradiction between the Indian Vedenta philosophy which he practices and his Jewish upbringing.

One of his students told me that she once asked if it were true that he was once Jewish. Vijayananda straightened up proudly and declared, “I am Jewish!” Though he never visited Israel, he feels deeply connected to that which goes on here. He had a subscription to the Jerusalem Post and some of his students who live in Israel call him occasionally to keep him up on the goings-on in the country. He sang me an impassioned rendition of Naomi Shemer’s “Yerushalayim Shel Zahav.” I asked him if he had any advice for me from his experience on his spiritual journey, and he responded: “There are many paths to top of the mountain, but if you keep switching paths along the way, you’ll never get there. A person must commit himself to one path according to one’s own tradition.”

There is something to be said for maintaining interest in many different paths: it allows one to acknowledge the value of others’ paths and to respect them, it can even assist someone in his own spiritual journey. But at the same time a person must have a single path to which he dedicates himself, otherwise, for all his knowledge of others, he will have no wisdom for himself.

After my meeting with him I pondered the advice he had given me. Clearly, having remained fifty-five years in his ashram, he was a living example of sticking to one path. But what of the other piece of advice he gave me, the importance of picking a path “according to one’s own tradition?” Was this is an expression of regret over the path he did not choose? And perhaps, had he known at the time that the same spiritual ideas which brought him to India exist in Judaism as well, would he have chosen differently?

Suddenly I imagined what could have been: The Admor Avraham Yaakov, surrounded by grandchildren and students, the light of his Torah guiding the multitudes of Israel. I was saddened – both for the old man with whom I very quickly fell in love, and for Am Yisrael, who did not merit to be enriched by a person who was blessed with a great Neshama. I felt that I must return to speak with him further.

The second time I visited him, my taxi got stuck in traffic and I had only a few minutes before the train to New Delhi. As we separated, we looked at one another and we both understood that this would be our last meeting. As I stood to leave, Vijayananda requested of me: “when you get to the Kotel, pray for me.” On chol hamoed Sukkot I went up to Jerusalem, and when I got to the Western Wall, I fulfilled Avraham Yaakov’s request and prayed for him.

Four years later he left this world, and despite the dominant practice in India – especially among holy men – he requested that his body not be burned but be buried in the ground. The people of the ashram decided to honor his unusual request, which stemmed – without doubt – from his desire to be buried according to Jewish tradition. As such, his body was transferred to France for burial by his Jewish family, who said “kaddish” at his grave.