Monday, December 09, 2013

The Maggid of Hollywood, Paul Woolf

You know from Paul Woolf?  He's a successful screen writer, and story writer -
As a child didn't fit so good in his Brooklyn, Conservative shul - 
(late 1940's - 1950's) 
He questioned so much

that his Rabbi banned him from shul and he ended up studying over the phone with the Cantor. 
(Blessings to every Cantor who was kind to a kid.)
  Mr. Woolf said, it was okay, 
studying with the Cantor 
because when he (Mr. Woolf) would stop and ask what the words meant,
the Cantor would do his best to explain.  
But, after Bar Mitzvah  (Oy!  What a Bar Mitzvah story it was!)
Young Mr. Woolf left to find Life on his own terms.

Eventually his heart 
(or as it's said, his Jewish Soul) 
called out to him.  
This time, the right teachers were there . . 
(turns out one of them was one of mine - Rabbi Zalman)  
Here's a happy surprise . . . 
Mr. Paul Woolf received s'micha - to be a Maggid 
(Feb. 27th, 1994.)

"Traditionally a Maggid is not necessarily a book person,
in the way a rabbi is or should be. 
When a Maggid looks at a Jewish text,
he does so with the sense of the immediacy, 
the urgency of scripture. 
His task is to awaken people from spiritual sleep."


Lynn said...

I had never heard of a Maggid before coming here to visit you, I did look it up and was as taken with the word's meaning as the name implied. Now s'micha- and Mr Woolf, goodness there is so much to learn.

Moca Pu said...

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Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

How interesting! I didn't know what a Maggid was.

Carol Z said...

Wishes for a warm and cozy week!

Mina said...

What a wonderful bit of information to learn. Hugs, Mina

Beth Edwards said...

i am curious - as to why you moved to this blog? i am so wondering? thanks for the visit today. you always make me laugh. ( :

happy days.

Maggid said...

Yeppers, it took a lot of studying to become something no one has ever heard of . . . isn't that funny. odd, peculiar, a mystery . . . WHAT is the Holy One Thinking???