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Showing posts with label adventure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adventure. Show all posts

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Bring my sons from afar and my daughters from the ends of the land (Isiah 43:6 - Likutay Moharan Torah 30)

HH

This verse is brought down and expanded upon by Rabbainu in the Torah that I was learning, so no surprise when in the early evening a car pulls up all the way to my somewhat remote humble Azamra Nanach Shtiebel, and a couple with their child come searching for someone who can speak to them in English and tell them about Rabbi Nachman.

Can't take responsibility for complete accuracy and also I have to be brief B"H you should merit to hear the full amazing version.

The father is a chemical engineer who became an attorney, and they knew about nothing more than the fact that they are Jewish. They were living first in Brooklyn where a neighbor with a very large family was moving to Israel and gave the mother a box full of volumes of the holy Zohar, he told her that he discerned that she was special so he was leaving these holy books for her, and even though she couldn't read Hebrew she should spend time just gazing at the holy pages. She took him up on it. The  next year their daughter was born --- 14 years ago.

The mother (who is a direct descendant of the Noda BiYihuda, which she told when she was blown away when off the cuff I recounted Rabbainu's parable about the treasure under the bridge, and for some reason I added that the bridge was in Prague -- they had just been there, and now they found the treasure here NNNNM!!!) at one point began reading the Torah in English and the Zohar in English everynight at midnight. Once about 6 years ago while reading she reached out in heartfelt prayer to the Shechina and was answered personally, part of what she was told was to read the holy Zohar.

About 3 years ago the daughter started being visited in her dreams by a holy rabbi who identified himself as the dancing rabbi! The Rabbi told her that she should dance and do somersaults. The Rabbi also told her that she should go and live in Israel. Specifically the Rabbi came to her in her dreams on her birthday 3 years ago, and on every birthday since. So the girl persuaded her parents and they came to Israel for a month or 6 weeks. They were mainly in Jerusalem and it was uneventful. The next year they came again after the girls birthday and at the end of the visit they were on their way to tsfat, made a wrong turn and ended up at Rashbi. There someone told them that the dancing Rabbi was probably Saba Yisroel, and told them that the next time they came they should go to Tiveria (I didn't understand this guys idea, there are much more Nanach in Meron.... and where exactly in Tiveria will they meet up with the Nanach?). So this time around they came straight to Tiveria and had some Divine help finding and renting an apartment (when they thought they might have to pay $300 a night for a hotel), and they were here for 3 weeks.

Last night they came to holy tomb of Rabbi Akiva and the Ramchal and someone pointed them to my direction knowing that I speak English.

B"H we spoke for about 2 hours, they were completely amazed how so much of what they had so desperately wanted to know is in fact very readily available, except Rabbainu's way is that a person has to first get past all types of impediments and darkness.

B"H this is just the very beginning of the story.

Great blessings of Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman!


Wednesday, December 31, 2014

More adventures in the life of Simcha Nanach

BH this morning Airan brought us a full breakfast, and I decided to participate. When it came time for the grace I suggested it should be made on a cup of wine, and B"H the suggestion was taken up, however there was no wine readily available, and I had all about given up on this exemplary expression of blessing, and then Azamra tells me where I can get a cup of wine, and B"H we merited to do the grace on the wine.
About and hour and half later I'm cruising through the daily Chok LiYisroel, and lo and behold, in todays portion of the holy Zohar, we are encouraged and warned that the grace should not be made on an empty table... there should be some bread on the table, and a cup of wine on your right!!!!

So we merited to fulfill the Torah before learning it -- an aspect of Naasseh (we will do) ViNishma (we will then listen)!!!


Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman!


Monday, December 29, 2014

Fishing Souls -- adventures in the life of Simcha Nanach

HH

on the bus from Chaifa to Tiveria I sat right behind the bus driver, and across the aisle was a woman I'd about 50 years old, she was yenting on the telephone. After a while I made a phone call, and the bus driver turned to me and said, either hang up or go to the back of the bus, so I told the guy I was talking to that I'd speak to him a different time and hung up. The woman was very offended and she said to me something very derogatory about the driver ending with "pardon my french".... So I told the lady that I was happy to accommodate the driver, seeing that we are only in this world for a very limited amount of time it's quite the privilege and opportunity to make life easier for someone. She was really taken by this, and exclaimed, wow where did you learn to have such an attitude?! So I started telling her about the holy teachings of Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman and we were chatting, and she exclaimed: I'm sure glad that the bus driver told us to shut off our phones so that we could talk!

There is a matter (yesh inyan -- numerical value = Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman) that turns everything around to be good!!!

Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman!


Sunday, December 28, 2014

Adventures of Simcha Nanach

HH

On my way out of EY to Uman, I arrived late at the airport, and very close to the departure of the flight I was forced to buy a return ticket, B"H I managed although because of the time pressure I settled for a more expensive ticket.

מקיש יציאה לביאה....

On my way out of Kiev to the Holy Land, my flight was 9:45 am, Netz was about 7:50 am, so I got a ride to the airport with Binyomin from W., and we arrived at the airport in time to daven Netz, and then I checked in my suitcase and proceeded to customs, there was a long line, and when I finally presented my passport, lo and behold, once again I was there more than I was welcome, so about 45 minutes before the flight I find myself in their office as they struggle to get the printer working and figure out how to extract money from me. They demanded about 860 grivna -- (last time that came out to about $108, this time, due to the depreciation of the grivna, it came out to about $53. Something to think about...), so i went to the bank, waited my turn, and gave them my credit card, but they said that they couldn't recognize it. So I was stuck, with very little time before my flight. Looking around the airport the only Jews I saw were two bochurim, I asked them if I could borrow the money and pay them back in Israel, but they didn't have money, just a few grivna they had left over, so they donated 50 grivna to the cause. They told me that they had also been looking around for other Jews but couldn't find any. So I circled the airport, with my heat screaming to HY, and with full faith that everything is mamash for the best (maybe the flight was going to blow up???), and I was already thinking about what it would be like to merit to spend more time with Rabbainu, but in any event I had to redeem my passport from the customs, and I didn't want to lose the flight. -- So B"H I spot a guy wearing a beanie sitting at a table with someone that might have been his mother --- it was less than 10 minutes to my flight. So I as him if he speaks English and blurt out my situation in as few words as possible, and without any need of further explanation the guy hands me 2 crisp 500 grivna bills (from a leather portfolio), and the woman another 100. So he asks me if I'm coming from Rabbi Nachman, and I say of course, and he asks me if he could give me names to pray for, I say, forsure, so he hands me a very fancy pen, and I start writing names on a napkin: Eliyahu ben Luba Simcha and Tamar bat Rachel -- may H"Y bless them with all the blessings and salvations of Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman -- they were just warming up -- ready to give me many more names, but said to them sorry but my flight is almost gone, and I raced to the bank, there was a long line, but they let me cut to the front, and after a brief wait I paid, ran to the customs (had to go through security.....), got my visa, and started running for the boarding gate -- that's when I hear my name on the loudspeaker to present myself immediately for boarding, it was still a little distant and I made it there as fast as I could, it was completely deserted except for one attendant, who was kind of surprised that I actually showed up, and she started to ask me why I was so late, but she cut herself off because there was no time and she sent me quickly to the plane -- B"H the plane had delayed the few minutes (plus the extra time before the final departure when they close for good) that I needed.
Yishtabach Shimo Lu-ad -- not only did I make it, I was about 250 (less than $20) richer for the ordeal.

Na Nach Nachma Nachman MeUman!