It’s oh-so tempting to tear into Britney Spears for the following comment concerning her devotion to Kabbalah but I just can’t get behind harassing a pregnant woman anymore, no matter how dingy:
“I read the Kabbalah books and I meditate on them,” but “They are all in Hebrew. I dont understand everything. But its kind of OK that you dont.”
I’ll just say “A little ulpan goes a long way, honey” and leave it at that.
Not that I am fluent in Hebrew. But if I was going around calling myself a “kabbalist” you’d be sure as soap I’d learn.
As much as I detest the Kabbalah Center’s bubblegum version of Judaism’s mystical tradition and the media circus surrounding it, I appreciate some of the self-help ideas it pushes, such as taking personal responsibility for one’s behavior and operating from a place of equanimity rather than reaction. But when I hear about Cheeto-chompin’ bimbos “scanning” the Zohar for wisdom, it just sounds ridiculous.