Rabbi
Last day of weekends we decided to spend in Uman. It is small Ukrainian town in 200 km on South from Kiev famous for Sophievka (Sophievskiy park). The day was very hot, I visited this park twice before and prices since last visit were unpleasantly impressive. So till the lunch I was done with park and wanted to end up in some nice café, what was really hard to find. Then we remembered it is some Jewish relic in there, so it could happen there could be good kosher restaurant. This was true, we found little Jerusalem in Uman outskirts. There were males with paces and little round hats on the top of head, females mainly in long skirts, older are veiled and it is in 35 grad heat! By the way I noticed jews and egyptians look similar, I mean face lines.
I was like to see the relict. Such places sometimes could be helpful and curing. All sings were in Hebrew, and local people were not glad to show the path. Only one woman, who cell me veil, agreed to show the grave of Rabbi Nahman. It was situated in synagogue. Building is separated for men and women – for men it has front entrance, for women are back. They didn’t let to enter to my husband, because he was dressed wrong way, but they let me go inside. There were spacious room with benches and narrow tables with lots of prayer books. Several women prayed loudly, rocking themselves to and fro in trance. Several others silently read their pray. I came to grave, put corners of my veil and palms on it and asked Rabbi Nahman to make my veil protective and help me to survive while delivery. When I came out, I saw my husband fighting with security guardians, he was nervous, that I’m too long there, and guardians didn’t let him to come in. He took me away and leaved that place fast, dinner we had in road café.
I was like to see the relict. Such places sometimes could be helpful and curing. All sings were in Hebrew, and local people were not glad to show the path. Only one woman, who cell me veil, agreed to show the grave of Rabbi Nahman. It was situated in synagogue. Building is separated for men and women – for men it has front entrance, for women are back. They didn’t let to enter to my husband, because he was dressed wrong way, but they let me go inside. There were spacious room with benches and narrow tables with lots of prayer books. Several women prayed loudly, rocking themselves to and fro in trance. Several others silently read their pray. I came to grave, put corners of my veil and palms on it and asked Rabbi Nahman to make my veil protective and help me to survive while delivery. When I came out, I saw my husband fighting with security guardians, he was nervous, that I’m too long there, and guardians didn’t let him to come in. He took me away and leaved that place fast, dinner we had in road café.
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