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AROUND THE JEWISH WORLD California rabbi uses gimmicks to engage
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The High Cost of the High Holidays: Reprinted in the
Rosh Hashana
edition of "The Jerusalem Post" A Breath of Fresh Air Sep 11,
1998
Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz adds some character to the High Holy (and other)
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| Nov 18, 1997 Rabbi Uses
Unorthodox Ways to Lure Jews to Faith |
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| Ha'am - UCLA's Jewish Newsmagazine. Schwartzie: "a very special soul"
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| Sept 28, 1990. Excerpt from an L.A. Times Article |
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| Feb 10-16, 1989. Excerpt from
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AROUND THE
JEWISH WORLD
California rabbi uses gimmicks to engage unaffiliated in Judaism
Article reprinted from the
written by Tom Tugend
LOS ANGELES, Sept. 13 (JTA) -- This time of year,
Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz, wearing a
``Grateful Yid" T-shirt and baseball cap, offers an alternative to the
legions of Los Angeles Jews who wonder whether they want to pay anywhere
from $100 to $400 for admission to High
Holidays services.
``Schwartzie," as everyone calls him, passes out leaflets, which
announce in bold lettering, ``No Tickets, No Appeals" for services, open
to ``Conservative, Reform, non-affiliates & any Jew that moves."
This year, he expects a total of 3,000, mainly single, Jews --
most of whom may not have stepped inside a synagogue since their Bar or
Bat Mitzvah.
For their free tickets, worshipers also get a Rosh Hashanah eve ``Schmooz
and Cruise Singles Party," a study session, for women only, by the
rabbi's wife, Olivia, and songs
by the Schwartz Family Tabernacle Choir, consisting of the couple's
seven sons.
Especially popular is a ``Stump the Rabbi" session, which in
Schwartz's patented orthographic style, ``is intensely animated bcz
100's of ppl R bursting w/?s they've been wanting to ask since age 12 or
13."
During one such session, a young man asked whether there was a
special prayer before sexual intercourse,
Kosher Sex
to which Schwartz answered
instantly, ``Yes, you pray she doesn't have a headache."
Though the tone may often be lighthearted, the services conform to
Orthodox ritual. A mechitzah, or partition, divides men from women, and
only men are called up for Torah readings.
Schwartz, the product of a Chabad yeshiva who remains a devoted
follower of the Lubavitcher rebbe's teachings, ventures where no rabbi
has gone before. A one-time bongo-thumping Greenwich Village beatnik, he
frequents rock concerts -- flowing beard, yarmulka, Mickey Mouse
suspenders, leather thongs and all -- and will on occasion lace a
wedding ceremony with lyrics from the Grateful Dead's repertoire.
One of his oddest venues is the
Venice Beach boardwalk here, where every other Sunday he sets up a
folding table and affixes a prominent ``Jewish Astrology!" placard.
Surrounded by books and calendars, he practices his own form of
star-gazing.
Schwartz doesn't claim to be a psychic and he doesn't predict the
future. ``I try to tell people who they are, their essence, and through
that identify their potential and how they can realize it.
``I started this astrology as a shtick, a hook, but I've been
blown away by how often I hit the mark," he says.
Schwartz's unorthodox approach and style is based on the simple
premise that if Jews, especially the younger generation, won't go to
synagogues or join Jewish organizations, then he has to go where they
normally gather or provide a setting in which they feel comfortable.
Where do young Jews meet? One place is the popular Comedy Store on
the Sunset Strip, and every Purim Schwartz is
there, doing his stand-up routine and reading from the megillah to a
sellout crowd of 450 people.
Are there any married women who enjoy being rejuvenated at a spa?
Olivia Schwartz organizes a ``spiritual
spa retreat" for them, near Palm Springs, Calif.
Do young Jewish men and women need a nice place to meet, imbibing
some Judaism while enjoying themselves? Schwartz will set up a moonlight
cruise or rock concert.
The 52-year old Schwartz was born in Atlantic City, N.J., the son
of a cantor who had fled Vienna in 1939. The father disliked all
Chasidic movements with a passion, and when his only son decided to
become a Lubavitcher disciple, the father turned his back on Shlomo,
predicting ``you'll be a bum."
After rabbinical studies, including two years at Kfar Chabad in
Israel in the late 1960s, Schwartz found his natural calling at the
University of California at Los Angeles Chabad House, the first of its
kind on any American campus.
He quickly became a highly visible campus figure, setting up his
stand next to the followers of the Rev. Sun Myung Moon and Jews for
Jesus.
Soon he was dragging startled students into his mobile
Sukkah on wheels to wave the lulav, engaging a
seven-piece rock band for a Purim party and
button holing anyone he suspected of being a Jew.
He left his campus post after 13 years, when his unconventional
methods got to be a bit much for his superiors. ``I am still a
Lubavitcher in my heart," he reflects, `` but by no longer being an
official Chabad representative, I figured I could do even more
outrageous things."
Left with no job, but with a wife and 10 children -- the number
has now swelled to 12 -- Shlomo and Olivia Schwartz founded the CHAI
Center nine years ago. The name stands for ``Life" in Hebrew, but
doubles as an acronym for ``Center for Happiness & Awesome Insights."
Sometimes criticized for his unconventional methods, Shlomo
Schwartz observes, ``I've been called a Reform Chasid and God's court
jester, but whatever the label, I do believe that to bring Jews back
into the fold one must serve God with joy.''
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A Breath of Fresh
Air
Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz adds some character to the High Holy (and other)
Days
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Article reprinted from the
written by Tom Tugend, Contributing Editor
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Around this time of the year,
Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz, wearing
his "Grateful Yid" T-shirt and baseball cap, offers an alternative to
the legions of Los Angeles Jews, who wonder whether to spring anywhere
from $100 to $400 for a High Holy Days synagogue admission.
Schwartzie, as he is universally addressed, passes out leaflets,
which announce in bold lettering, "No Tickets, No Appeals" for
Rosh
Hashanah and Yom Kippur services, open to "Conservative, Reform,
non-affiliates and any Jew that moves."
Schwartzie, as he is universally addressed, passes out
leaflets, which announce in bold lettering, "No Tickets, No Appeals" for
Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur services, open to "Conservative, Reform,
non-affiliates and any Jew that moves."
This year, he expects to a draw a total of 3,000 Jews, mainly single,
most of whom may not have stepped inside a synagogue since their bar or
bat mitzvah.
For their free tickets, worshipers also get a Rosh Hashanah eve
"Schmooze and Cruise Singles Party," a study session for
women only, by
the rabbi's wife, Olivia, and songs by the Schwartz Family Tabernacle
Choir, consisting of the couple's seven sons.
Especially popular is a "Stump the Rabbi" session, which in
Schwartz's patented orthographic style, "is intensely animated because
hundreds of people are bursting with questions they've been wanting to
ask since age 12 or 13."
During one such session, a young man asked whether there was a
special prayer before sexual intercourse, and the wag in Schwartz
answered instantly, "Yes, you pray she doesn't have a headache."
Though the tone may often be lighthearted, the services conform to
Orthodox ritual. A mechitzah (partition) divides men from women, and
only men are called up for Torah readings.
Schwartz, product of a Chabad yeshiva and still a devoted follower
of the Lubavitcher Rebbe's teachings, ventures where no rabbi has gone
before. A onetime bongo-thumping Greenwich Village beatnik, he frequents
rock concerts -- flowing beard, yarmulke, Mickey Mouse
suspenders, leather thongs and all -- and will on occasion lace a
wedding ceremony with lyrics from the Grateful Dead's repertoire.
He hardly ever wears a jacket, but will extract from his ample
pants pockets a cell phone, beeper and electronic address file.
One of his oddest venues is the Venice Beach boardwalk -- the haunt
of rollerbladers, muscle builders, incense peddlers and tourists gaping
at the weird Los Angeles scene.
Every other Sunday, Schwartz sets up a folding table at his usual
spot and affixes a prominent "Jewish Astrology!" placard. Then,
surrounded by books and calendars, he practices his craft through a
method of his own devising.
The basic data and tools for his "kosher horoscope" are the
client's birthdate, according to the Hebrew calendar ("Some 95 percent
of Jews, even religious ones and Israelis, don't know their Jewish
birthdate," he says); the appropriate Torah portion for the birthdate;
the numerical equivalent of the letters in his or her Hebrew name; the
Tanya, the classical text of Chassidic mysticism; and thoughts for the
day by the Lubavitcher Rebbe.
Schwartz doesn't claim to be a psychic and he doesn't predict the
future. "I try to tell people who they are, their essence, and through
that identify their potential and how they can realize it.
"I started this astrology as a shtik, a hook, but I've been blown
away by how often I hit the mark," he says.
Private astrology readings at large singles' parties, such as his
highly popular "Not a Christmas Party" each Dec. 25, help raise the
wherewithal for his free services. "They'll stand in line from 8 p.m. to
2 a.m., fighting to get to the astrology table," he says.
Schwartz's unorthodox approach and style is based on the simple
premise that if Jews, especially the younger generation, won't go to
synagogues or join Jewish organizations, then he has to go where they
normally gather, or provide a setting in which they feel comfortable.
Los Angeles is the natural proving ground for Schwartz's theory.
Among the city's more than 500,000 Jews, close to 70 percent are
unaffiliated, and the percentage is probably higher among Jews in their
20s to 40s.
"For outreach, you can't lose in this city," says Schwartz.
Where do young Jews meet? One place is the popular Comedy Store, a
Sunset Strip club, and every Purim Schwartz is there, doing his stand-up
routine and reading from the megillah to a sellout crowd of 450 people.
Do married women enjoy going to expensive spas for a rejuvenation
weekend? Olivia Schwartz organizes a "spiritual spa retreat" for them,
near Palm Springs.
Do young Jewish men and women need a nice place to meet, imbibing
some Judaism while enjoying themselves? Schwartz will set up a moonlight
cruise or rock concert.
By now, he has compiled a computer printout of 4,000 single Jews
and 1,500 couples. From these lists, and from strays he may pick up
along the way, Schwartz invites 30 each week to join his large family
for Sabbath eve dinners.
The 52-year-old Schwartz was born in Atlantic City, N.J., the son
of a "Conservadox" cantor, who had fled Vienna in 1939. The father
disliked all Chassidic movements with a passion, and when his only son
decided to become a Lubavitcher disciple, the father turned his back on
Shlomo, predicting "you'll be a bum."
After rabbinical studies, including two years at Kfar Chabad in
Israel in the late 1960s, Schwartz found his natural calling at UCLA's
Chabad House, the first of its kind at any American university.
He quickly became a highly visible campus figure, setting up his
stand on the main student thoroughfare, next to the Moonies and Jews for
Jesus.
Soon he was dragging startled students into his mobile
Succah on
wheels to wave palm fronds, engaging a seven-piece rock band for a
Purim
party and buttonholing anyone he suspected of being a Jew.
"I could identify nine out of 10 students as Jews just by their
looks," he says. "The other one was either Armenian or Italian."
He left his campus post after 13 years, when his unconventional
methods got to be a bit much for his superiors. "I am still a
Lubavitcher in my heart," he reflects, "but by no longer being an
official Chabad representative, I figured I could do even more
outrageous things."
Left with no job, but with a wife and 10 children (the number has
now swelled to 12), Shlomo and Olivia Schwartz founded the CHAI Center
nine years ago. The name stands for "life" in Hebrew, but doubles as an
acronym for "Center for Happiness & Awesome Insights."
His business card further identifies the CHAI Center as "A Very
Non-Profit Organization," and he conducts his far-flung operations on a
budget of $200,000 a year. About a third of that sum is raised at an
annual banquet, and for the rest he relies on donations for officiating
at life-cycle events, sale of Chai (in Hebrew letters) baseball caps,
and the skills of the center's executive director, his 26-year-old son,
Mayshe.
"If I had some extra money for advertising," he sighs, "I'd rent
the Santa Monica Civic Auditorium for Yom Kippur and get 3,000 people,
easy."
Not everybody loves Schwartzie's style. He says he has received
hate mail from more establishment rabbis, objecting to his
free High
Holy Days services, and four appeals for a modest grant from the Jewish
Community Foundation have gone unanswered.
Yet, detractors are a distinct minority.
"He's a spiritual inspiration," says actor Elliott Gould, who
along with Richard Dreyfuss and other Hollywood personalities have
attended Schwartz's Torah classes. "His means may be unorthodox, but his
teachings are purely kosher."
"The first time I heard Schwartzie speak, my heart opened up,"
says Jackie Stern, a former local officer of the National Organization
for Women. "He is truly committed, but not judgmental. He has shown me
that a feminist can be an observant Jew."
Orthodox Rabbi Nachum Braverman of
Aish HaTorah notes that "Schwartzie
reaches people no one else can, because he is so open and tolerant and
accepting and embracing. I, for one, have never met anyone who didn't
like Schwartzie."
Schwartzie has the last word. "I've been called a Reform Chassid
and God's court jester, but whatever the label, I do believe that to
bring Jews back into the fold one must serve God with joy."
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Ways to Lure Jews to Faith
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written by Susan Karlin
Special to the Times
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Outreach: When not at his
boardwalk astrology booth,
Shlomo 'Schwartzie'
Schwartz gives huge Seders organizes
singles mixers and makes office
'calls.'
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Most Sundays, you can find Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz among the Tarot card
readers, fortunetellers and incense sellers on the
Venice Beach
boardwalk with a booth of his own "Jewish Astrology."
If you miss the sign, he's unmistakable. A jovial 51-year old man
with a long beard who answers to the nickname "Schwartzie" and who
sports a tie-dyed T-shirt and a baseball cap bearing the words "Grateful
Yid."
During his two hours on the boardwalk, curious strollers-a Jewish
couple from Brooklyn, a trio of young Israelis with whom Schwartz chats
in Hebrew stop by for free readings.
Jewish astrology, he says, is based on Jewish mysticism, or Kabbalah,
that uses numerology, Torah passages and people's Hebrew names to
determine their nature and destiny.
The booth is one of the rabbi's techniques to acquaint unaffiliated
and disenfranchised Jews with their heritage and connect Jewish singles.
His main focus is the Chai Center (Chai is Hebrew for "life") a
nonprofit organization he runs with his wife,
Olivia, and their 12
children from their Mar Vista home.
The center organizes huge Passover Seders,
Shabbat dinners,
singles
mixers, study sessions and free High Holy Day services (his ads read.
"Don't pay to pray"). In addition, it does outreach at abused children's
shelters, prisons and hospitals, plus preside over brisses,
weddings and
funerals, or in Schwartzie speak: "Hatch 'em, match 'em, and dispatch 'em."
He operates on a $180,000 annual budget from a fund-raising banquet,
private donations, private Jewish astrology readings and sales of
baseball caps with Chai in Hebrew letters and tie-dyed yarmulkes (skull
caps worn by Jewish men).
"I always say, 'Business is booming;" Schwartz says. "of course, it
has nothing to do with money."
With Jews assimilating through intermarriage and turning away from
their faith at a reported rate of 2 million over 15 years. Schwartz
measures success in terms of the number of unaffiliated Jews he reaches.
He touches about 15,000 Jews a year. Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur
services draw upward of 3,000 people. Passover Seders, about 700
singles parties, about 600. Then there are the
Friday night Shabbat dinners for
40 he has regularly at his home.
"Schwartzie reaches people no one else can reach, because he's so open
and tolerant and accepting and embracing," says Rabbi Nachum Braverman,
education director of the Los Angeles branch of international Jewish
outreach network. "I never met anyone who didn't like Schwartzie."
The rabbi's impact is not just recognized in the local observant
Jewish communities, but also in the entertainment industry. He said his
students have included actors Richard Dreyfuss and Elliott Gould, radio
personality/author Dennis Prager, talent manager Joan Hyler and record
producer Richard Perry. (He was probably the only rabbi backstage at the
recent Rolling Stones concert.) It's not uncommon for him to make
"office calls" in Century City to lead lunchtime Torah classes for
lawyers and Hollywood executives.
"He is one of the most loving, kind and deeply spiritual people I've
ever met-totally selfless. He and his wife give their lives to helping
others," says longtime student Trudy Green, a talent manager who has
worked with Janet Jackson and the Rolling Stones.
"He takes traditional Judaism into the contemporary worked, which is
why people in the entertainment industry relate so well to him," Green
says. "He connects with people through humor and love for life. He's
larger than life. If he wasn't a rabbi, he'd be a celebrity himself."
Schwartz's life has been a series of journeys down roads less
traveled. Growing up a conservative Jew, the son of a cantor, in
Atlantic City, N. J., he was drawn to his religion's more mystical
aspects. At 19, he became Orthodox and abandoned New York's Yeshiva
University for the Rabbinical College of America in Morristown, N. J.
"I was part of the Beat generation, hanging out in Greenwich Village,
listening to Bob Dylan and Allen Ginsberg, drinking cheap wine and
espresso, playing the bongos and listening to poetry," he says. "I
figured I could always hang out in the Village. Studying with a rabbi
seemed more difficult, so I decided to try that first. I wanted to leave
in the beginning a few times, but I ultimately saw a future there."
Still, Schwartz's radical streak remained. At 23, married and with a
child, he decided his calling was outreach, and the place in most need
was Los Angeles.
"Here, Jews don't even have a clue," he says. "Out of 600,000 Jews,
70% are nonaffiliated. For outreach, you can't lose. I also felt that
Jewish establishments didn't have an approach to non-affiliates. And
because they've had no experience with religion, they're often the
people who are most open."
Schwartz spent 13 years honing his user-friendly approach to Judaism
as the director of campus activities at UCLA's Chabbad "I survived
Hebrew school," ran services in English, and organized mixers such as
the "Coming Out Party for Closet Jewry" and annual
Purim Party at the
Comedy Store.
"Humor is the medium that dispels the misconception that Judaism is
uptight and serious, retrospective and Holocaust-oriented," he says.
Unfortunately, Chabad didn't go for his methods. "They didn't like
the singles thing at a night club. I said, 'Hello! They're going to do
it with or without you, so let them at least meet a Jewish person.' The
people coming were non-affiliates. It's important to just get them in
the door."
Since Schwartz struck out on his own nine years ago, detractors have
acknowledged his contribution. Chabad regularly hires him to speak and
lead retreats around the world. And the former beatniks and hippies that
Schwartz left so long ago have been wandering over to his philosophical
turf in search of their won elusive happiness.
"Baby boomers have tried a lot of different radical movements and
lifestyles, which apparently did not satisfy them." he says. "So they're
more open now to finding peace."
Meanwhile, Schwartz's tactics on the
Venice boardwalk clearly pique
interest, as more people look, slow down and walk over.
"They won't come over to a rabbi trying to sell them Judaism, but
they will come over to a Jewish Astrology table," he says. "I get a
crowd, because I'm appealing to everyone's No. 1 interest: themselves.
Once they see that their Jewish soul has a reality all its own, the door
is open for them to say, 'Maybe, I should think differently. Maybe I
should express it.'"
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Ha'Am
UCLA's Jewish Newsmagazine
Schwartzie: "a very special soul"
Cries of "thank you!" may be unusual coming from the lips of
congregants as they leave synagogue. Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz of the Chai
Center wouldn't know it, however. He hears them all the time.
"This was the first time in 25 years I have been to temple. It is
also the first time I have ever understood the services. Thank you!"
said one participant in a Schwartz service.
"I'll be back," said another, "bringing with me people who have never
been to services!"
The two-year-old Chai Center sponsors Jewish outreach programs
directed toward non-affiliated Jews in Los Angeles.
Rabbi Schwartz, "Schwartzie" to his friends, holds High Holy Day
services, Shabbat dinners, Passover seders, Purim parties, lectures and
classes.
For almost twenty years, Schwartz worked at UCLA's Chabad House and
appeared almost everyday on Bruin Walk. "At that time, there were 9,000
Jewish students on campus, 23 Jewish Student Organizations and much
activism Schwartz said.
But even with such large numbers, Schwartz was looking for the
"others," or non-affiliated Jews. This quest would drive him for years
to come, as he set off to break down what he sensed with a "rabbi
phobia," where people feel uncomfortable approaching a rabbi as a human
being.
To challenge that image, Schwartz sported Mickey Mouse suspenders
(which he still wears) and a cowboy hat. At some point during those e
years he earned his nickname, Schwartzie.
In 1983, Rabbi Schwartz left the campus and continued programs in the
Chabad House, where he learned to be creative and innovative when trying
to attract students to Chabad activities.
At holidays, Schwartz said "my crowning glory was, if no one ever
came to Chabad before, they came now."
But it wasn't all a party. After perceiving a crisis in the
community-the high rate of intermarriage and large numbers of
unaffiliated Jews-Schwartz left Chabad House to expand upon his goal of
winning back unaffiliated Jews to Judaism.
He and his wife, Olivia, formed the Chai Center as a social and
educational center. The Center "directly addresses the problems people
have "with Judaism, Schwartz said, which include the lack of desire to
go to Jewish functions, meet other Jews or obtain a strong Jewish
identity.
Adding to his problem is the presentation of Judaism. Schwartz
believes Judaism is presented "poorly and often lacking in
spirituality."
The Chai Center confronts these things by attempting to provide
spirituality and a non-threatening atmosphere in its programs.
One very popular program has been "Dinner for Thirty Strangers," held
in his home three Friday nights a month.
For some of the people who flood his home at these events, Schwartz
always hears "This is my first Shabbat dinner," from someone.
Rabbi Schwartz also has huge numbers at his High Holiday services. "I
advertise "no pay to pray' and 'all English,' for many don't understand
Hebrew."
Also, "people don't like institutionalized services," the rabbi said.
"I took it out of the synagogue and into a secular hall, nice places
like the Biltmore Hotel" Last year, 1,000 people came to the Biltomre to
attend services.
Schwartz's "fan mail" lauds the rabbi for his "down-to-earthedness"
and the way he seems to touch people profoundly.
His fliers state, "no prior background is required for your total
enjoyment," which appears to be on of the underlying themes of the
Center's programs. The events are also "for conservative, Reform,
non-affiliates, and any Jew that moves!"
Schwartz does not offer Shabbat services because, "I'm not trying to
reach those who go to synagogue every week," he said.
Purim is a particularly important holiday for Schwartz. The Chai
Center, together with the Jewish Federation Council of Los Angeles,
recently held a Purim Party at the Comedy Store L. A.. The party began
with a Megillah Reading and continued with two show times, featuring
music and comedians.
Last year's Purim party at the Comedy Store attracted 250 people.
This year, some 600 people attended.
The Purim Party is the only Chai Center event with a fee. Charging
people to come to a program prevents many from doing so, the rabbi said.
Schwartz advertises in the L. A. Times Calendar section and the L. A.
Weekly. "People who are not affiliated read the LA Times, not the Jewish
Journal. You have to go where it's at," he said.
Advertising, programs and word of mouth works for Schwartz. At every
event people can join his mailing list, or they can call the Chai
Center. "I average about six new people a week," Schwartz said.
Money for advertising and expenses comes from friends who donate.
Also, Schwartz holds on major fund-raiser a year-a banquet-which
provides on third of his budget.
Many look at Schwartz's work and dub it an unqualified success.
Rhonda Weisman, assistant director for the Western Region of the Jewish
Federation Council, speaks enthusiastically of Schwartz as a "very
special soul."
"He reaches people that would probably not be reached otherwise," she
said.
"If I can survive financially, I am ready to do this forever,"
Schwartz said of the Chai Center's future. "I cannot find anything more
meaningful." He also believed that a Chai Center run by many people
would not be the same as it is now. He and his wife currently do the
vast majority of the work.
"My hope is that people find some meaning," he said, "I cannot see
myself doing anything else when there are 1,000 people not going to
services. I want them to come to mine. I want to change their lives."
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Excerpt from a Los Angeles
Times Article
written by Staff Writer Paul Feldman on Sept 28, 1990
Shortly after arriving from the East coast seven years ago, I
attended my first Jewish New Year's service, Southern California-style.
Back in Boston and New York, I was long accustomed to rabbis
sermonizing about hard work, philanthropy and guilt. But at the
sun-soaked South Bay synagogue where I bought a seat for the High
Holidays, the message proved far different.
Here, the rabbi suggested that this flock enjoy the blue skies, the
cool ocean breeze and the laid-back lifestyle-in essence, to have a nice
life. By doing so, he said, we would emit good vibrations that might
bounce off our loved ones and the less fortunate, thus enhancing their
lives.
Deciding that this rabbi's approach veered closer to selfishness than
selflessness, I did not return.
But the experience opened my eyes to the staggering diversity of
Jewish religious life in the Southland. And it set in motion an
unceasing but enlightening search for the perfect High Holiday service.
Since 1983, I have wandered into temples featuring a female rabbi, a
rabbi-soap opera actor and a guitar-playing rabbi (this gray-bearded
Jerry Garcia look-alike strummed some mean chords on the prayer, Shmah Yisroael).
I have attended an ultra-orthodox service at a modest temple across
the street from a horse feed store in Lomita. And I have gone to a
high-tech service in the plush auditorium of the Academy of Motion
Picture Arts and Sciences. (There, game show host Monte Hall, a
congregant, was called to come on down to the pulpit to open the Ark
holding the Torah. We couldn't help but ponder whether he was about to
choose Door No. 1, 2 or 3.)
Each synagogue has had its positive aspects. But each had
limitations. While many of the rabbis imparted uplifting messages, none
of the services seemed to combine the precise blend of tradition and
warmth I was hoping to find.
This month, preoccupied by work, I did not begin thinking about the
New Year until the last minute.
Then my wife spotted an unusual poster on a Beverly Boulevard
telephone pole. "No tickets, no appeals," it read. "For conservative,
Reform, nonaffiliates, and any Jew that moves."
Why not, we thought. At the very least, it had to be a kick to pray
to God in the glitzy Bel Age Hotel, where Rabbi Shlomo Schwartz had
rented a function room.
We scheduled our arrival on Jewish standard time-halfway through the
service-just in time for the reading of the Torah and the traditional
blowing of the sho-far (ram's horn). The turnout was astonishing-at
least 400 people, a standing-room only crowd.
We were even more astonished at the approach of this unorthodox
orthodox rabbi.
Rabbi Schwartz, a former leader of the Chabad group o Hasidim, had
recently broken from the fold and started his own independent religious
center ("a very nonprofit organization," according to his literature).
Seeking to serve Jews who would not desire to join any congregation that
would have them, Schwartz, who has a flowing brown beard, leavened his
service with jokes and stories.
There was his explanation of the shofur blowing ceremony as a
traditional call to prayer. "Jewish People's Exhibit A," the rabbi said,
as he held the horn aloft.
Later, Schwartz asked the crowd to join in the singing of "a prayer
for an endangered species-the Jews."
Whenever a few seats became vacant, the rabbi halted the service to
implore congregants to participate in what he termed "the Jewish version
of 'the Wave.' "Raise your hands, if there's a seat beside you," he
said. "Let someone sit down. Don't be shy."
As in Orthodox temples, a barrier had been set up to separate the men
and women. But here, anarchy reigned. Some men stood on the women's side
of the hall; one couple held hands across the barrier.
Rabbi Schwartz hardly seemed to care. Laugh a little, pray a little.
But spend the holiday together in a communal Jewish experience. The
congregation responded warmly.
When the shofar blower, a stick-like young figure introduced as Rabbi
Munchkin of Brooklyn, finished his chore with a series of raspy peeps,
the crowd broke into hearty applause.
Strangers regaled each other with stories. A 60-ish man in a toupee
told me how he used to frequent a Westside temple where show-biz
personalities including Jackie Carter. Lainie Kazan and Barbra Streisand
occasionally led prayers. Unfortunately, he said when he introduced a
pair of Italian entertainers. "What I came for was a Friday night
service," the man told me. "What I got was 'Volare."'
Even the harshest critics seemed satisfied with Shlomo Schwartz. "I
bet this service is just as good as what my sister's getting-and at the
price she's paying..." sniffed one woman.
By noon, the lobby of the Bel Age was so crowded that a fire Marshall
was called in to assess the situation. Not to worry, Schwartz said. For
Yom Kippur this weekend, the service will be moved to a larger facility:
a 900-seat hall in the downtown Biltmore Hotel.
"It's worth the
schlep," beamed the rabbi.
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Excerpt from a
L.A. Weekly
Vol. 11 NO 10 FEBRUARY 10-16 1989
THE REBBE
In the large, burgeoning, diverse Jewish community that has grown
and continues to develop in L.A., there's nothing like the Chabad House.
Base in Westwood, with outposts around the city, it's the center for
L.A.'s Lubavitcher Chasidim, devout Jews whose mission includes, among
other things, making other Jews more devout.
In Many ways, they are a group displaced in time, and their
intersection with modernity creates many peculiar sights: earnest teens
standing midway down Fairfax, begging Jewish passers-by to put on
tefillin and say a blessing; the kitschy spectacle of an annual
star-studded telethon to raise money for such good works as anti-drug
programs; the chaotic free-for-all atmosphere that pervades the
building, open to all comers, during religious holidays; and the
clean-living, ecstatic but hardly ascetic Chasidim who, under the
guidance of the Brooklyn-based Lubavitcher Rebbe, drive cars with bumper
stickers that request - nay, demand - that the messiah show his face,
and that he do it now.
In this company of characters,
Shlomo Schwartz is a character. He'll
spin a story or take a drink with the best of them (and the best of them
are Chasidim), and he can take his rap to a group of students or
Hollywood agents or not-so-young professionals with equivalent aplomb.
Why not? Schwartz - "Schwartzie" to his friends - has been as much a
part of the social upheavals of the last couple decades as any body:
When he tells you society has changed a lot since the '60s, he's not
talking about the 1760s, though much of his lifestyle was developed in
Eastern Europe more than two centuries before his birth. Schwartz's
frame of reference is the late, lamented generation when the bumper
stickers said "Make love, not war," the period when he began
proselytizing Jewish students amid the heart of the campus rebellions.
When, he asserts, people cared about others besides themselves.
The influence isn't as contradictory as it might seem: a couple of
hundred years ago, Chasidim were considered the hippie freaks of the
Jewish community. Spirited, mystical, they danced when they prayed and
told endless tales of the miraculous events that came about through
goodness and humility. Ironically, their strict adherence to
rabbinic
law now makes them virtual fundamentalists compared to the modernized or
lax observance of most American Jews. While many Chasidic sects are
exclusionary, Chabad not only welcomes outsiders but considers it
vitally important to nudge Jews toward their religious heritage.
Schwartz makes no bones about his desire to get "any Jew that moves" to
practice Jewish law, while exhibiting a strong understanding of the
perceived lack of spiritual content that causes mysticism or no religion
at all. But there's no wisdom to be found in other religions that you
can't get from the real Judaism, he says. Not entirely uncorrectly, he
refers to his spiritual leader as his "guru."
In his early 20s, Schwartz found himself manning booths in the
free-speech areas of UCLA and Berkeley, espousing religion in the midst
of ferment. Since then, as society has grown more conservative, he says,
people have become more self-involved. To decrying the loss of a more
sympathetic society. "Period one is the '60s, period two is "I don't
care about you, I don't care about issues, I'm number one' - the 'me'
generation. Today there's a quiet sort of complacency. "I used to be
disgusted, now I'm just amused,' that type of alienation."
On the other hand, along with the trend to conservatism has come at
least one benefit: a return to family and what have become known as
"traditional values."
"Today, men are more willing to marry, and women are," he says.
Schwartz's work is a prime example of how he's been affected by this
changing emphasis in late '80s Jewish L. A.: instead of doing student
outreach for Chabad, he now acts as a sort of modern yenta, throwing
singles parties for 25 - to 45-year-olds. To Schwartz, whose own
marriage has produced 11 children, the phrase "be fruitful and multiply"
is not an invitation but a command; his parties work both to create new
families and to stem the Jewish community's high intermarriage rate.
They also work as an educational tool, he says slyly: "At a party you
get 400 people, while at a class you get 30 people." After getting
interested singles together, he says, "I smuggle in meaning between the
lines."
The other side of the coin, however, is a growing need for couples
counseling. Schwartz blames the ever-growing
divorce rate on the
selfishness inherent in modern attitudes. "Family life is not so
fulfilling; by 28, 29 years old they're divorced once, by 30 to 34
they're divorced twice. Middle class values are not making for a stable
family."
Schwartz demonstrates a special fervor when talking about divorce,
one that comes of basic human compassion: "Everybody says, 'Before,
people were embarrassed to get divorced, and they lived in misery.
Today, the salvation is everybody's getting divorced.' I feel divorce is
a tragedy. Two people who dated, got engaged, maybe moved in together,
they loved each other, had a honeymoon, and for the first six months a
year things were great. And they loved that tremendous feeling when they
surrendered to each other. Then they get divorced.
"It kills them. And I feel for these people."
Yet a life steeped in moral and family values is not in itself
enough; Schwartz insists that Jews crave a spirituality that's often
elusive in modern times. Another upside to the return to tradition, he
feels, is that religion is no longer a dirty word.
"Once upon a time, 'I believe in God' was embarrassing; you were very
self-conscious about making that statement. It's different today. In the
'60s, atheists were more devour; today, though, part of being
middle-class is going to a temple, or believing in God. It's not that it
'changes my life,' but it's part of it. People are comforted by it, they
can get off on it.
"Along with conservatism, [there's an ethos that] you have to be
well-rounded. Along with being well-rounded comes religion. It doesn't
even matter if they get in to it because of Shirley MacLaine. I can get
in the back with that."
It's well known among young L.A. Jews that if they want a quick fix
of Jewish ritual and mysticism, or just a place to go for the holidays,
the Chabad house is undaunting, if a little strange. After all, these
are the people who brought Bob Dylan back to the fold. And Schwartz, now
with his own "franchises," pushed spirituality everywhere, to everyone.
"The way I see it, the soul is the energy that animates, makes someone
alive. And in every Jewish soul, there's a spark of God energy. It's
covered over, but it's there. So if you can touch it, push on of its
buttons, it responds. Today there's a log of mud - middle-class mud on
top of it."
Like many followers of traditional Jewish law (and despite the fact
that he's Conservative movement), Schwartz contends that occasional
synagogue-going simply doesn't provide people with the spirituality they
seek. "People very briefly want to have a relationship with God, a
religious experience, so everybody goes in to synagogue every year on
Yom Kippur, and they say, 'Okay, I'm going to give it another chance,
turn me on, I'm here.' What happens? Nothing. You walk out after a
couple of hours bored. That's all. Because if there's no inspiration,
prayer is a waste, it's a failure; if nobody's moved or inspired, then
it's nothing."
As a result, they must obtain it from other, sometimes unexpected
sources. "The big thing among Hollywood types and some others is whether
they're using or no using, so they go to
A.A. or C.A. or any 12-step
program. And 12-step programs talk about a 'Higher Power.' They never
heard of 'Higher Power' they went to temple, were
bar-mitzahed,
bat mitzvahed, confirmed; no one ever talked about a higher power. Talked
about Israel, the holidays, ethics, anything a good Christian in a
church would teach you, same thing. 'Be good, don't steal, be kind to
the poor; that's not Judaism, that's being a mensch. but if you touch
off that spark, people can change their lives, their priorities."
Schwartz leads classes in kabalah, a system of Jewish mysticism that
emphasizes the intention behind a prayer as well as the prayer itself.
"I call the kabalah 'rational' mystical in that it deals with
spirituality, it deals with God, it deals with transcendental energies,
things that aren't readily observable or apparent. But once you talk
about them they are. You start to explain it in terms of intellect and
emotion, and people get it. You can't do a prayer because you're
supposed to do it. But mysticism injects the soul into Judaism."
No matter which way society goes in the '90s, it's a sure bet that
Schwartz won't change with it. "At a lecture, a woman once asked me,
'How can you maintain your lifestyle in the 20th century?' I'm
observant, I'm practicing... And I smiled and said in all honesty,
'After seeing how screwed up everyone else is out there, my problems
pale.'"
His dream for the future? "I always saw two stages, in a sense: the
'60s and a move back to the '50s in the '80s. I hope against hope that
we can go back to the '60s 'cause I'm really a '60s person. And straight
people turn me off, what can I tell you?"
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