A phenomenal line on today’s daf. The rabbis are debating how a woman can vow that benefit from her is forbidden to certain people if she hasn’t made those forbidden items yet and it’s not okay to forbid something that has not yet come into existence. Within that context we get the gem:
Rather, Rav Huna, son of Rav Yehoshua, said: Here the mishna is dealing with a woman who says: My hands are consecrated to the One Who made them.
The Rashba writes that the: “Sages had a tradition that consecrating one’s hands for that which they produce is analogous to consecrating a palm tree for its fruit, in which case the sanctity takes effect on the fruit. The fruit is formed inside the tree and within it; similarly, hands craft the handiwork they produce.”
I love the idea of thinking of our hands as being sacred vessels. That the work of our hands are holy. Yes.
While the story in the Gemara is a bit petty (for context, she is saying that she doesn’t want the men in her life to benefit from her produce), the message is beautiful and challenging: How can we make the work of our hands holy? How can we sanctify our work? Our effort? Our time? How do we dedicate it to something larger than ourselves?
