As the time for the appointment approached, I began to get very excited. My daughter Galia was already ten years old but she had never spoken a word to me and I wasn’t sure what to ask her. I decided to write up a list of questions ahead of time, so that if I got too excited and forgot what I wanted to ask I could take out my list and read the questions from it. Among the questions I wrote was,

Galia, why did you come to the world in such a hard form?

What can be done for you?

How can we help you?

among other questions.

 

At the top of the sheet I wrote, “Galia, I love you!” It was very important to me to tell her I loved her.

 

Finally the day came. On that day, the facilitator arrived. I didn’t know her and she didn’t know me. I had never seen her before. She brought with her an alphabet chart which she put on the table, then she supported Galia’s hand and Galia, without speaking a word, suddenly began to push her hand and spell out on the chart the words, “Mum, I love you!” I started to cry, but Galia kept pushing her hand and wrote answers to all the questions I had on my list to ask her. And me, I was so overcome that I even forget to take the list out of my bag.

 

Galia wrote, “Mum, I am the soul of your grandmother, Simcha, who is no longer alive. I was sent from heaven to rectify sins I committed in bringing up my children. You have merit from your ancestors and I was sent to get you to become religious.”

 

I was so moved that I broke down crying, and almost fainted. From the first moment I realised that it had to be Galia who was writing all these things. The American woman, who was facilitating, could not possibly have known anything about my grandmother, Simcha, who passed away before I was born. Not even my children knew the name of this grandmother.

 

I asked Galia. “Are souls sent back to Earth for sins that seem so minor to me, like the upbringing of children?”

 

Galia answered. “Mum, this isn’t a minor thing for tzaddikim (righteous people).”

 

“What,” I asked, “are you a tzaddik?”

 

“I’m a tzaddik,” she answered.

 

It is known that the Chazon Ish, who was a very big rabbi in Israel, perhaps the biggest of his time, and who passed away nearly fifty years ago, always used to stand up when a brain-damaged person passed, saying that a very elevated soul was going by.

 

Then I asked Galia, “What can I do for you, how can I help you?”

 

Galia answered: “Physically, nothing. Physically, I’ll stay like this my whole life. Spiritually though, you can do a lot. Your becoming religious will help me a lot. That’s my completion.”

 

After that, I became religious very quickly. In less than a month, I was covering my head! Thank God that I had the privilege of becoming religious. It opens up an amazing inner richness. Only someone who has had that wonderful experience can understand what I mean.

 

Within a few months, I learned to communicate with Galia on my own. The American facilitator taught me the technique and Galia began to write me amazing messages, telling me about the Messiah, about the coming redemption, Song Of Songs, souls, incarnations, the World to Come, the Heavenly Court, the garment in which the soul is enrobed, angels. I didn’t know who to ask about things, what Rabbi to turn to.

 

One day Galia wrote out: “Mum, go to Rabbi so-and-so,” giving the name and address of a particular rabbi. I went to see him, and it turned out that Galia had chosen for me a very prominent and important rabbi, one of the biggest authorities in Jewish law of our time. The rabbi looked over the messages I had received from Galia and observed everything she said was written in either the Mishna, the Gemarra, the Zohar, Rabeinu Yona, and other places in Torah. Again I was amazed.

 

What comes out is that brain-damaged children know everything and nothing is hidden from them. They see all the hidden things in the upper worlds and hear the voices which emerge from heaven to announce things that are going to happen. The Zohar says that thirty days before any catastrophe occurs a voice from heaven announces what is going to happen. But who hears that voice? only certain birds called tzefarim, tzaddikim, and imbeciles, meaning brain-damaged children.

 

The truth is that we also know everything in our souls, but we aren’t aware of what is happening in them. A normal healthy brain is like a screen which hides our souls from us and doesn’t allow us to see them. To brain-damaged people, however, nothing is hidden since their brains are not capable of hiding their souls from them. They see everything and are aware of everything. They see through us as if we were transparent.

 

Rabbi Sarebnik told about a child in a class of children who communicate through facilitation. One day, this child was very unsettled. He made all kinds of noises and was wild. The teacher offered him the alphabet chart and asked him what was going on, why he was so restless that day. The boy wrote, “I’m so happy that you’re expecting twins.” The teacher had no idea that she was pregnant, but she went and had tests and found out that she was indeed expecting twins, just as the boy had said.