In a past life, deep inside one's being, a memory not forgotten, a memory of being in a past life after generations of reincarnations, a soul that comes alive again, a spark of magic, a flame of a memory of being on Mount Sinai, there together with Moses and the Israelites, on a crag on the Mount, up above the ground of valleys below, me and Moses, Moses and I, and exceptionally, being there with Moses and G-d.
Witnessing Moses getting the tablets of Commandments he received from G-d Himself! As a Burning Bush wildly burning, a high lighted white fire of purity and passion! Hotter than the holiest of Light!
Being there with Moses in this past life remembering the occasion, as a real life witness of this incredible holy happening.
All Jews being there too, real life witnesses of the passing of the Tablets from G-d to Moses.
All of us in our past lives, being there together on top of the Mount Sinai, digging deep into our memories, remembering being there, all of us, every Jew alive on Earth today, having had this mutual experience. All Jews being there together, to remember, to visualize, to recall the experience: a memory deeply etched into our brains like the Commandments were etched into stones.
Seeing Moses in a visualization, as big as life! A very tall and stately man! A Prophet: The Prophet of all Prophets! He had direct verbal back and forth conversations with G-d Himself.
G-d guiding Moses.
Seeing on Mount Sinai, Moses himself so strong with his mighty arms and forearm muscles rippling with blood vessels protruding, carrying heavy stones of holy but humbling Words.
He proudly, carefully, brought down the Tablets to show them to us, to show them to all Israelites, as we so dearly heartedly desired to read them.
Seeing small children there on Mount Sinai with Moses. Moses gently guiding children into the greatness of the Light of the Covenant, teaching them The Laws of the Land, The Holy Words of Good Ethics.
Hearing great clanging cymbals and trumpets! The sounds of thunder! Seeing brilliant white flashes of crimson fires in the sky's lightening as in a thunderstorm with spears of smattering fireworks in the silver linings of dark demonic clouds, all ignited as enormous energies high above our heads in heated halos.
Reading the Words on holy stone Tablets as they lighted up, flashes of Light deeply embedded into the darkness of the cloudy night. Words standing out in 3D like a present day movie theater, but actually happening thousands of years before.
Being given the religious rights to follow these Commandments, to be there to see them on Shavuot.
To honor Moses, to thank G-d, to keep thanking G-d!
To follow our Almighty G-d, to learn, to teach, to love and to obey.
To frightfully fear this awesome moment of Moses on Mount Sinai! To both Love AND Fear G-d.
Seeing Moses again and again in our mind's eye, year after year on Shavuot.
And again, from Shavuot to Shavuot, being ignited with the Truth.
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