Tisha Bav Shiurim:

Tisha Bav

Title	Description	Open
3 Sins Of Tisha Bav	Sins Of Tisha Bav	Open
9 Bav	9 Bav	Open
9 Days Part 1	9 Days	Open
9 Days Part 2	9 Days	Open
Kol Vyad TishaBav	Kol Vyad TishaBav	Open
Lennys Father's Yahrzeit	The Churban	Open
The Carpenter The Apprentice And His Wife	The Carpenter The Apprentice And His Wife	Open
The Evolving Shofar	The Evolving Shofar	Open
Tisha Bav 08 Hebrew	Tisha Bav 08 Hebrew	Open
The Source of Hatred	Tisha Bav 08	Open
Tisha Bav 5767 Hebrew	Tisha Bav 5767 Hebrew	Open
Tisha Bav 5767	Tisha Bav 5767  the sin of the spies	Open
Tisha Bav 5769 Chillul Hashem And Churban	The sin of desecration of God's name as a cause and result of the destruction	Open
Tisha Bav	Tisha Bav Laws of mourning	Open
Tisha Bav	Two brothers	Open
When Tisha B'Av Falls on Shabbat (are marital relations allowed)	5772-When Tisha Bav falls on Shabbat the fast is pushed to Sunday - Are there any laws of Tisha Bav on Shabbat? Are laws of private mourning intact? Are sexual relations allowed? Is the fast on Sunday a "bona fide" Tisha B'Av?	Open
Rabbi Tzadok; Feeling the Pain of the Community	A Talk for Tisha Bav, introducing Martha bat Baytus and Rabbi Zadok - and contrasting the two.	Open
תשעה באב שחל בשבת	לימוד וליבון הסוגיע "שבת שחל בט' באב" דין של שבת ושל צום נדחה	Open
Playing Hide and Seek with God (Tisha Bav)	Tisha Bav as a Holiday or Moed, sin of the Golden calf and the repercussions. Finding God in sorrow	Open
Tisha Bav , the 17th of Tammuz and mistaken calculations	were the city walls breached on the 9th or 17th of Tammuz? strange answer in the Yerushalmi  shiur in Hebrew	Open

Essays and Audio Shiurim D'varim

Essays and Audio Shiurim D'varim

New The Echoes of Eden Project: (please read before Tisha Bav! )

The Price of Hatred

http://rabbiarikahn.com/pdf/the_price_of_hatred.pdf

Special for 5 Av Yahzeit of the AriZal

Safed (Tzfat)

http://arikahn.blogspot.co.il/2013/07/safed-tzfat.html

Og

http://rabbiarikahn.com/writing?id=135

with Hebrew –

http://arikahn.blogspot.co.il/2010/07/parshat-dvarim-5770-og.html

Feeling Small

http://rabbiarikahn.com/writing?id=136

with Hebrew –

http://arikahn.blogspot.co.il/2009/07/dvarim-tisha-bav.html

The Words of Moses

http://rabbiarikahn.com/writing?id=137

Audio

Belief in God's Words

http://rabbiarikahn.com/audio?id=108

Passion

http://rabbiarikahn.com/audio?id=109

Moshe's words

http://rabbiarikahn.com/audio?id=110

Dynamics of Prayer

http://rabbiarikahn.com/audio?id=112

Safed (Tzfat)

Safed (Tzfat)
(c) Rabbi Ari Kahn 2007


High up in the mountains of the Galilee lies a majestic city: A city of
dreams. A city of visions. A city halfway to heaven. A city which has
been devastated by earthquakes and elevated by scholars. Its holy
citizens of the 16th century are among the most significant legalists
and kabbalists who ever lived.



The city is called Tzfat, and the following story both encapsulates and
characterizes the unique personality and of that place and time.



The song all modern Jews most associate with the coming of Shabbat,
Lecha Dodi, was written in Tzfat and it is from here that the words
ring out and reverberate all over the world every Friday night. All who
greet the lovely Shabbat bride are enchanted by this spiritual love
song.



Today in many synagogues around the world as the words "bo'i kalla"
(welcome bride - Shabbat) are said, the congregation turns around to
face the back or the door of the synagogue, as if to physically welcome
the holy Sabbath Queen.



In Tzfat the ritual was somewhat more elaborate: The author of Lecha
Dodi, Rabbi Shlomo Halevi Alkabetz, together with a band of mystics led
by the incomparable Rav Yitzchak Luria known as the Ari (Lion) didn't
merely turn around. They danced their way out of the synagogue and
climbed one of the imposing mountains on the outskirts of Tzfat, and
from that lofty vantage - point watched the sun go into hiding, the
incontrovertible sign that the holy Shabbat had arrived.



On one particularly glorious Friday eve the energy was palpable, the air
crackled with excitement: Shabbat was coming and soon redemption from
the week and all its travails would arrive. Shabbat, the age-old island
of spiritual tranquility, would soon begin. All the mystics looked
forward to welcoming and partaking in this spiritual delight. Just as
when you put a seashell to your ear you can still hear the sea, when we
keep the Shabbat we can still hear the echoes of the six days of
creation and the glorious Kiddush that God made on that first Friday
night.



They danced out to the hills but their feet barely touched the ground.
They looked at their master, the Holy Ari, and he truly looked like a
lion, a spiritual glow surrounding him like a mane of gold, radiating
more than the setting sun.



As they sang and danced, as each psalm of the Kabbalat Shabbat was
recited, they continued their ascent. They could feel the holiness of
the celestial world. Then the Holy Ari, eyes blazing turned to his
followers and said: "Come, let us go to Jerusalem and celebrate Shabbat
in Jerusalem". The students, who only moments before had tuned into
their Master's holiness, hesitated. They allowed pragmatism to intrude,
and stain the world of spirit. They responded: "Let us first go and
tell our wives we will be late for dinner, and perhaps be away for all
of Shabbat". Logic told them that Jerusalem was far away and Shabbat was
about to begin. Confused, the students retreated to calculations of
distance and thoughts of cold chicken soup.



The Ari was crushed, for he knew the moment was lost. The special
holiness had vanished. The Jerusalem which is fully built in heaven, and
had momentarily been within reach, had now retreated so far away.
Frightened and disappointed, he cried out "Woe to us! Had you all seized
the opportunity and responded together 'let us proceed to Jerusalem',
had you really believed, had you really felt the joy and happiness of
the moment, the Redemption would have come. The entire world would have
been redeemed, the Messiah would have arrived and the Temple, fully
built in all its glory, would have descended from the sky." But the
window of opportunity had been shut; the watershed moment led to a
desolate vista, dissipating into the clouds that hover over the city of
Tzfat. The Messiah must wait. More painful chapters will unfold in a
world still seeking redemption.



Then, as now, Tzfat is a place of vision, of epiphany. Those with keen
eyes can still see those mystics on the mountaintops, those with keen
ears can still hear the tunes - and those with pure souls can still
sense the impending Redemption. May we all live to see it and join that
epic dance from Tzfat to Jerusalem and greet the Messiah!