For generations, the body was looked upon as the evil perpertrator and
seductress. The only way to deal with it was with a big stick, hurting it and
starving it with the hope that it would eventually surrender to the soul. Then
along came the Baal Shem Tov and taught that we can work with the body
rather than against it.
"When you will see the donkey of your enemy crouching under its load..."
You thought that's talking about a beast of burden, teaching us a lesson in
compassion for animals. Well it is. But the Baal Shem Tov saw it as also
speaking of another kind of animal, one even closer to home: Your body.
Your body is crouching under its load, because it doesn't get this whole
spirituality trip. The soul loaded it up with its own soulful baggage and told
it to move, but it doesn't feel particularly cut out for the job. The soul wants
wisdom, the body wants potato chips. The soul is drawn to be absorbed within the
Infinite Light, the body is drawn to be absorbed into its pillow.
And so, the body becomes your enemy's donkey--collaborating with the dark
side to foil, subterfuge, frustrate and exasperate every gambit of the soul for
You want to fast and beat it up. "Stop crouching!" you want to scream. "Get
up and carry that load!" That's what spiritual seekers used to do. Before the
Baal Shem Tov.
But the Baal Shem Tov pointed out that's not what the rest of the verse says
to do: "When you will see the donkey of your enemy crouching under its load, and
you want to abandon it there, don't abandon it. Help it out."
"Get it on your side," the Baal Shem Tov taught. "Make it a partner in your
Really the Baal Shem Tov had to say this. The Baal Shem Tov was a man so
obsessed with G‑dliness, he saw it everywhere he looked. “G‑dliness is
everything and everything is G‑dliness,” he declared. “G‑d supervises each
event,” the Baal Shem Tov taught, “because He is found within each event.
Because without Him there, nothing exists. The truth of all things is nothing
more than His breath and His light.”
Because he was an extremist about G‑dliness, the Baal Shem Tov had to be
tolerant with the body. Since the ultimate truth is that there is nothing
else--no entity or event outside of the Infinite Light--that has to include the
meat patty you're living inside called a body. So if your journey leaves the
body behind, then it's not G‑dliness you're traveling towards. If the body's
needs and demands contradict your spiritual path, then that path is not taking
you to the ultimate truth.
If so, why is the body forever getting in the way of every advance of the
soul upward? My personal explanation is that the body simply has a problem with
Let's say we would ask the body. What would it answer? You turn to your
crouching donkey and you say:
Soul: "Donkey! You're crouching again! Get up! I need to meditate and pray so
I can achieve mystic union with the Infinite Light."
Body: "Don't wanna get up."
S: So what do you want?
B: Want potato chips. Salt & Vinegar kind. With salsa dip.
S: Is that all?
B: No. Is there a Jacuzzi somewhere around here?
S: I'm talking about the ultimate ecstasy of bonding with the Infinite, and
all you can think of is eating chips in a hot tub? I think what you need is
another good cleansing fast!"
B: Don't even think of trying.
S: Oh yeah? Why not?
B: Cuz what happened last time?
S: Uh, I got a headache and couldn't meditate, so I quit.
B: You try that again and I'll give you a whopper headache this time like you
never had before.
S: You are nasty! So I'm gonna stay up tonight learning Zohar until dawn,
then I'll pray with the sunrise, then...
B: Then you'll catch a lousy virus and be stuck in bed for a week. Great
place for your spiritual quest there, right?
S: Okay, a little Zohar every night.
B: Not interested.
S: Twice a week?
B: You wanna do that, I'm gonna put some heavy demands on you.
S: Like what.
B: Hey, buddy, chips and Jacuzzis are child's play. You wanna play with the
big boys--we're on!
S: No! Please! Why are you doing this to me? Why are you imprisoning me like
B: Because you are the enemy.
S: Enemy? Don't I feed you daily? Find you a nice bed at night, lead you
safely through the dark valleys of life...
B: Sure. But you don't give me what I really want.
S: What do you really want? Steak every night?
B: Naaah. Can do without.
S: Unlimited TV time?
B: Dull. Nothing there these days.
S: A lifetime supply of potato chips?
B: You kidding? All that sodium could kill a human body.
S: SO IF YOU DON'T NEED THESE THINGS, WHY DO YOU KEEP DEMANDING THEM FROM ME
EVERY TIME I WANT TO GO HIGHER!!??
B: BECAUSE YOU KEEP IGNORING ME LIKE I DON'T EXIST!!!
S: [still silent]
B: Look, I'm sorry I yelled, but you have to understand. Life with you makes
me feel so darned worthless. Next to you, I'm really nothing.
S: You really feel that way?
B: How could anybody not feel totally worthless being married to a G‑dly
being whose only interest is complete re-absorption within higher and yet higher
planes of light--while I sit here like a millstone around your neck, just
reminding you once in a while that we have to go to the washroom?
S: Well, I never really looked at it that way.
B: You don't look at it that way. About everything else and everyone else
you're so altruistic. You're ready to sacrifice your very being for the sake of
G‑d's perfect oneness. But when it comes to me, to your own body, you just have
S: I had no clue...
B: Listen, you think I'm a dumb hamburger with eyeballs, right? You think I'm
filled with self-serving, egoistic, narcissistic stuffings, a real me-bag. But
the truth is, I know the truth better than you do. I know I'm absolutely
nothing, of no worth, not even of any substance before the reality of the
Infinite Light you relate to so well.
S: So if you know the truth, why do you fight against it?
B: And just be nothing?
B: Cuz I don't want to be nothing! I want to be something! A real
something--not just cuz some idiot in the yoga class says hey that's some real
flex you got there, or some dork at the ashram is so impressed at how long I can
sit in full lotus without wetting my khakis...that's just more stupid nothin
games and I know it!
S: So what kind of something do you want to be?
B: The only real something I know how to be.
S: Which is?
B: Which is when you realize that i am a force to be reckoned with!
S: Why me?
B: Cuz I know that you are the one thing in this world that is for real, and
if you have to reckon with me, hey that makes me real too! Right?
B: [also silent]
S: Hey, body, I have to tell you something.
B: Not interested.
S: It's a story. A personal story.
B: Then it needs potato chips. And violence and romance.
S: It has all of that. You see, before I came here, I was in the highest
place in the universe. It's called The Garden of Eden, and it goes higher and
higher, and I was like at level 3100 and moving up. There, you don't have TV.
You got way better. You get to bask in rays of light from the Shechinah, in
perfect bliss and ecstasy, as that light constantly increases its intensity as
you increase your capacity to absorb.
B: What's to eat?
S: Eat? Heck, souls stand in line for years to get to these places. There's
no restaurant, entertainment or amusement park anywhere close to this in the
galaxy. Returning souls are willing to suffer the fires of gehenna for years
just to get a back seat to the show. I'm telling you, a lifetime of every
pleasure this world has to offer doesn't come close to one moment of the delight
of that world.
B: So how on earth did you end up down here then?
S: That's where the violence comes in.
B: I'm listening.
S: I was violently ripped away from my true place above in that Divine
Light--and thrown down here below to be imprisoned within...
B: ...yours truly. Thanks allot. Listen, if you didn't want to be here, you
didn't have to consent.
S: I was forced. Against my will.
B: But admit it, you were interested, right? Otherwise...
S: Sure I was interested...
B: For the chips, right?
S: You mean the gambling chips?
B: That too.
S: No really. I knew it was a gamble, but I figured, hey maybe there's a
B: A chance of what?
S: A chance to get even higher. So I took the gamble.
B: Gamble on what?
S: Gamble on you.
B: Me? What kind of a dumb investment is that?
S: The ultimate investment! Look, there I was going higher...
B: ...and higher without end. Yeah we got that part already. Been there...
S: ...done that. So I said, I gotta get beyond this. I gotta get to the
Source. The Source where all this light is coming from. The Real Essence.
S: He Himself. Not just Garden of Eden. Not just light. Not even the Infinite
Light. The Absolute.
B: Kewel. So how d'ya get it?
S: Well, I figured I can't get it on my own, because, you see, I'm a being of
light. Wherever I go, wherever I look, there's just light. No real being-ness.
No real sense of "hey, I am here." To get to the Absolute, the core and essence,
I need to invest in something that has that drive, that need to be something,
that sense of "I"--cuz, how can you experience the ultimate true I, if you don't
have an I yourself?
B: So where do you get that?
S: In you.
B: In who?
S: I said you.
B: You said me?
B: Oh my... You mean I am the key to your ultimate experience?
S: Well actually...
B: Actually, my ultimate experience too.
S: Perhaps yours even more than mine. The way it works is that if I can turn
you for a moment away from the TV and the chips and all that big boy stuff too
and just once get you really involved in a down-to-earth, shiny and beautiful
B: Then you get...
S: Then, at that point in time, we both get The Essence. The Ultimate. He
Himself. And then it's all worth it. Way worth it.
B: Kewel. I'm in.
S: It's a deal.
B: So where do I get these mitzvah thingies?
S: Well we can start by putting you on a kosher diet.
B: I can do a diet, as long as...
S: Sure, we got kosher potato chips. Then there's Shabbat, when you have to
enjoy all the foods you really like. Then...
B: I love you, soul.
S: I told you there would be romance.
"In the Time To Come," wrote the Rebbe Maharash (Rabbi Shmuel of Lubavitch, 1834-1882), "the soul will be nurtured by the body. Because in truth, the body comes from a place immeasurably higher than the soul."
Now go for Part II: Sin (Not the Perfume)