Sunday, July 4, 2010
Those people who walk around claiming to have clear and specific instructions from the Rebbe post-Gimel Tamuz (the Jewish date the Rebbe passed away in 1994) are sorely misguided. They do not understand how the Rebbe functioned. For forty years the Rebbe stood for hours in all kinds of harsh conditions, day in and day out at the Ohel (the gravesite of the previous Rebbe in Queens , NY, now of the Rebbe too)answering a neverending stream of petitioners. Yet he treated each and every letter as if they were the only one. And when the Rebbe answered a person, he connected with that person’s neshoma at that point in time. He looked into each individual’s soul and saw its roots. He brought down blessings and even performed miracles specifically for each separate soul. The Rebbe never once suggested or even hinted that the Igros were interchangeable. This was so even when, as it explains in the introduction of the Igros (book of letters) entitled, ‘The Letter and the Spirit”, the Rebbe becamse utterly overburdened and pressed for time that he had to develop a supernatural method of reading a letter and answering a letter simultaneously. This was so even though the Rebbe was obsessed with the difficulties of his time management situation, he never once directed us to to go to his Igros instead of going directly to him. In fact, remarkably, as his huge work load increased the Rebbe made himself even more accessible to each and every one of us! How much easier it would have made the Rebbe’s life if he had told us to go find out answers in his Igros and just leave him alone. Why didn’t he?
The answer to that had to do with how a Rebbe relates to his flock in this world. Each and every person has a unique and personal relationship with the Rebbe. Each soul is connected to his soul, the neshoma klalis, or general soul. That is why the Rebbe would never make his answer to one Jew be the same answer to another.
For instance, the answer I received from the Rebbe in 1986 was an answer the Rebbe gave to my soul after looking deeply into the root of my soul. How could Ploni ben Ploni come along and find my answer in a book and claim it for himself? Ploni ben Ploni is a different neshoma. He cannot take my letter, he cannot replace my particular relationship I have with my Rebbe. Take your hands off my answer, do not try to steal it, it is mine and mine alone!
Ah, but Ploni ben Ploni says don’t you believe in hashgacha protis (Divine Providence)? If he had the same issue as me and he put a letter in the Igros that seems to uncannily relate to his problem, isn’t this a definite sign the Rebbe is answering him? To that I answer yes, and no. Yes, I believe in hashgacha protis, but does that mean I understand enough to know what it means? Does that mean that I can have the unadulterated gall to speak for the Rebbe?
And what of Ploni ben Ploni’s subjectivity? What about the fact that Ploni ben Ploni put the letter into the Igros many times until he could ‘see’ the Rebbe’s answer to him? He is not on the level of a Rebbe so how can he portend to interpret words for the Rebbe?
Ploni ben Ploni does not really want a Rebbe. No, Ploni ben Ploni is looking for something else, something much more exciting to him, more tantalizing, something that will dazzle him, something like Merlin the Magician, so he can say ooooh, and aaaaahhh to his friends, want to know what the Rebbe answered me from the Igros today? Ooooh, ahhh, I am such a spiritual person, I can tell you what the Rebbe means.
For Ploni ben Ploni the Rebbe need never have existed. For Ploni ben Ploni the Rebbe need never had spent forty years in total and complete mesiras nefesh for klal yisroel (the Jewish nation), suffering in pain on tired feet, with ageing bones, day after day, in the frozen winter and stifling summer, in hail, rain and snow, while standing at the Ohel answering each and every single Yid individually. Ploni ben Ploni doesn’t need a Rebbe, not at all, because a Rebbe doesn’t make him feel good, and for Ploni ben Ploni feeling good, and not the truth, is what Yiddishkeit is all about while the Rebbe is merely a footnote.
Rant over, that felt so good.
Posted by The Repenting Jewess at 12:01 AM