Day to day, or not so often, musings and bemusings of a frum farmgirl, and mother living in Philadelphia and her family and homelife adventures.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Chacham Ovadia Yosef: Use Caution By Kapporot
It's funny I was just sent this article because I was trying to figure out what to do this year. I received the phone call yesterday that they will be doing kapparot tomorrow night and early Friday morning locally. I did kapparot last year and I remember feeling bummed out a bit because of it. Although I felt an intense sense of what the deep meaning behind the minhag was, I felt like the chicken itself did not get a whole lot of respect. There I was holding the hen out of her box, loving her and calming her down. I said the prayers and then got in line to wait my turn to hand my hen over to the shochet. After I did I felt like it was very UNceremoniously done.
Listen, the truth is, they are in a hurry because there are a lot of chickens to be done.
I felt so bummed. For some reason I expected more for the chicken. You read stories about animals who WANTED to go to the Beit HaMikdash as a kappara, and although I know this is NOT a replacement in any way for our Holy Temple, I just thought there would be a bit more, I don't know... ceremony?
Anyway, this article gives me alot to think about.
I am Lover of my Beloved, Imma to my three blessings, a dreamer of dreams and maker of my home. I have homeschooled now for about 13 years and it is our way of life. I am a preschool teacher, doula, childbirth advocate, Jill-of-all-trades, Mistress of none and aspire to someday become the local village Wise Woman.