A Dream on Shabbos Night1 min read

I traveled to a small moshav for Shabbos, where Rav Kook zt”l was purported to be spending the summer. My heart was aflame with joy over the knowledge that the Rav was indeed alive in our times. I spoke with the people in shul, expressing my great surprise that someone of Rav Kook’s stature should be living in our lowly generation and how excited I was to discover that he was still in the world, contrary to what I had previously known about his passing.

When it was time for Birchas Kohanim, Rav Kook stood in front of the other kohanim. He seemed to be much larger than them. His voice boomed. I trembled violently throughout the entirety of the service.

When I woke this morning, I was saddened when I remembered that, in reality, the Rav indeed left the world in 1935, though ecstatic over having had the awesome and undeserved merit to receive birchas kohanim from this kohen gadol.

Then, after learning a bit from Oros HaTorah, I understood that indeed, his spirit lives on.