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If your Facebook feed looks anything like mine, it is likely that you have seen a few of the videos circling the internet of the various “Carlebach” selichos events that took place in communities all over the world last night with full musical accompaniment and punctuated by dancing reminiscent of a wedding or other joyous occasions. Over the past couple of years, these kinds of events have become exceedingly popular and are attended by a wide spectrum of Jews from the Orthodox “mainstream”.

In addition to having seen clips of the various events, I had the opportunity to taste the experience live at a well-attended Carlebach selichos in Givat Hamivtar, led by a phenomenal chazzan who was joined by incredible musicians, all close friends of mine. It began at 11:45 and went until around 4 in the morning. While there are those who watch videos of these selichos events with tears in their eyes, marveling at the beauty of Jews pouring out their hearts to their Father in heaven in song and dance, there are others whose reaction isn’t as favorable. Many feel that these events are inappropriate. After all, selichos is supposed to be a serious, weighty event, a time of somber introspection, the realization of our distance from Hashem, and admission of guilt.

The spirit of joy fostered by ecstatic dancing seems entirely out of place and, indeed, inappropriate if not downright disrespectful. The mood at these events seems to be the very opposite of the one chazal intended. The apparent need for everything in Judaism to be “fun” and “exciting” is indicative of how far we have fallen. Knowing that, for the past few years, I have tried to attend these musical Selichos events when I can, some friends have reached out and asked me for my take on the matter. First off, it must be clearly stated that I completely hear where the dissenters are coming from. It is easy for me to understand how, at first glance, these videos can be upsetting to someone who feels that selichos are supposed to look radically different.

It does not at all surprise me that there would be those who have a difficult time understanding how singing and dancing is more appropriate by selichos than at a funeral or a similarly somber event. However, I would like to present a slightly different perspective based upon my own intensely personal experience. It is midnight. The room is full of Jews who, after a year of struggling against the various yetzer haras of 2018, have returned to shul once again to stand before their Father in heaven and beg for tikkun, reconciliation, and an upcoming year full of a life spent serving Him. The singing begins slowly, to the tune of “Hashiveinu”. I stand in a corner and sway, letting the music serve as a tool to crack open the bolts upon my heart and allow my soul to express herself. We sing the song a few times, slowly.

Each time, I feel my Neshama emerging, shaking off the dust and rising to face her Source. Finally, as the song picks up speed, I find my inner voice and the words burst through my consciousness. They passionately express my nothingness before Hashem and the duality of feeling this realization triggers; the joy that accompanies brutal honesty, and the anguish over how difficult it is for me to maintain this honesty throughout day to day life. These two emotions engulf my heart and mind in this moment at midnight.

The first gives me wings to fly; “ uv’chol zos shimcha lo shachachnu“, “After all we have been through together this year Ribbono Shel Olam, I am yet standing here before You, I have not forgotten the truth”. The second gives me tears to cry. “Oh, how much pain I have caused you, Master of the word! Oh, how little I have accomplished! Oh, how I have talked so grandly to cover for my being so incredibly small.” The song has reached a fever pitch, there is full-out dancing now. I am in a different world, wrapped up in these two emotions. I journey from one to the next, to and fro, back and forth, faster and faster until, in the blur of my Neshama’s running and returning, they merge as one.