NOTES FROM THE HOLY LAND
Yesterday we went to Jerusalem to make the visual connection to the Temple Mount from Mount Scopus. Karen explained that Kabbalah teaches that an earthquake will strike the Temple area and open up the earth and flip the ground revealing the Third Temple and in that moment, death will leave this world forever.
Since we have arrived last Monday, it feels as though we are moving through the sacred scroll and ancient stories of the Torah, each moment, each event, each feeling that we experience having both a deeply personal and yet cosmic sense to it.
The word “surreal” was invented just for this week.
Nights were difficult for me just before bed the first few nights as my memories with The Rav overwhelmed me. 24 years felt like 24 minutes ago, literally. The events, miracles, laughs, tears, learning and all the “smashes” that I received from the Rav to break and then rebuild me into a human being, were all thick and close and fresh as they were years ago. Time is absolutely an illusion but I often wished that the illusion was stronger sometimes because it was all so raw and present in my mind. When the past feels “long ago” it didn’t hurt as bad. I understood why the Zohar says a 1000 lifetimes feels like a fleeting moment when we stand before the Creator after leaving this world.
The worst pain was when I thought of Karen, Yehuda and Michael.
And yet, amid all the pain, my certainty blazes and I know we are in store for historic changes that we do not even imagine yet. Make no mistake, there has not been a Kabbalist like Rav Berg in human history; so beloved by the people, so despised by the religious establishment, so full of miracles and wonders as attested to by students all over this globe.
I see the Rav smiling and winking at me day and night now, as The Rav did for 24 years, as the Rav showed me miracle after miracle after miracle.
I know what The Rav is capable of and therefore I know what I am praying for every day.
It’s funny, because I also understand why Rabbi Shimon says we should not cry or hurt when a loved one leaves.
I get it.
The Rav told me and warned me weeks before the stroke nine years ago that I must have certainty, no matter what I see! No matter what I see! Then the stroke hit. The doctors said the Rav’s frontal lobe of the brain was blown out and The Rav was going to be vegetable.
There is still no medical explanation for The Rav’s recovery those last nine precious years. I saw things in that hospital room when the Rav was still comatose during those first 24-48 hours that were mind blowing. Like the Rav suddenly doing Kabbalat Shabbat FROM the coma at 3:00 AM that Saturday morning. And walking up from the coma defying the laws of medical science to do Kiddush for third meal.
And so I have absolute trust in my teacher, most especially in the love that burns brighter than a billion galaxies between The Rav and Karen.
So get ready for epic changes and miracles in the world and let’s keep chasing those opportunities to “smash” our egos and ending our reactive behavior.
Let us let go.
And let’s prepare ourselves to receive everything!