Dear Friend,

I celebrated my first Simchat Torah at the age of 34 in a small synagogue in the Crown Heights section of Brooklyn. I had been invited to “see what it was like,” more as an observer than as a participant—or so I thought. I was struggling to keep up with the flow of the services, trying to follow the Hebrew I had rarely read since my bar mitzvah, watching others and attempting to vicariously share their experiences, but failing to do so.

Then, in the midst of the dancing, someone pushed a large and very heavy Torah scroll into my arms, and within a few moments I experienced a complete, transcendent connectedness that I had never known before. Eyes closed, the soft mantle of the Torah pressed against my cheek, I found myself first holding, then hugging, then embracing the Torah with my entire being. Suddenly the world felt right, and I danced, truly for the first time in my life, completely at one with everything and everyone around me.

Every year since then, I wait for those precious moments on Simchat Torah when I once again can experience absolutely nothing else but the pure joy of being Jewish.

May we all be blessed to experience a pure, holy joy this Simchat Torah, that we can carry with us and share with others every day of the year.

Yaakov Ort,
on behalf of the Chabad.org Editorial Team