There is usually a "hum" in the synagogue -- not noise per se, but an outcome of the special joy of being in community. However, after our son-in-law, Avram, made the blessing dedicating a portion of the Torah reading, a profound quiet covered the crowd. "May the One who blessed our ancestors bless the newborn and may she be called in Israel: GEFEN YAEL." Silence erupted into celebration; people sang and threw candy. The parents smiled; the grandparents shed tears of joy.
Gefen means "vine" -- a sturdy, steadfast carrier of many kinds of fruits. Gefen has a long and noble history of being transplanted. Israel itself is called a gefen transplanted back to its home from Egypt.
All fruits that come from a gefen receive the blessing, "Baruch ata...borei p'ri ha'etz/Praised are You who creates the fruit of the tree." Only over wine is God celebrated as "borei p'ri ha-gefen"/creator of the fruit of the vine. Of course, wine is not a fruit nor is it a creation unique to God. Rather, wine attests to a unique partnership between the Creator and the creative. We give credit to the Creator and to the carrier of fruit and tradition -- for our Gefen.
The name Yael locates the baby in wide and small circles of memory. Yael was a biblical hero. But Yoel, Gefen's great-grandfather of blessed memory, was a hero of her family in recent memory. Yoel, Julius, was kindhearted and wise. He could build almost anything, specializing in building relationships with his grandchildren. May his fruits be carried by this new Gefen Yael, this steadfast vine nourished by soil and soul. Mazal Tov!