A Hand You Could See Through
At the end of his life the Maggid held his hand before a candle, and his disciples saw the flame through it.
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Rav Mottel of Slonim related in the name of the Chortkover Rebbe a scene remembered from the final days of the Maggid. The Maggid was weakened, close to the end of his years, and his chassidim stood around him. He raised his hand before a lit candle, and all of them saw the flame glowing through it, as though his hand were made of clear glass.
His body, the Chortkover explained, had become that fine. The tzaddikim, he said, draw their physical bodies after their souls, and keep refining them until there is no more refining to be done. Only then do they let go.
This memory seems to sum up the Maggid's whole way. Everything he did, whether in learning, prayer or teaching, was aimed at making the physical bend toward the spiritual, until the body itself became a vessel through which light could shine. A body that has been refined that far no longer weighs the soul down, and what is left is a person through whom the light of Torah and prayer can be seen.
Source: Maamar Mordechai (Slonim), no. 17, in the name of the Chortkover Rebbe, as told by Rav Mottel of Slonim.
The Maggid's life was one long effort to make the body follow the soul. You can practice a small version today. Choose one physical habit, such as how you eat, how quickly you reach for your phone, or how you stand during a bracha, and give it a moment of intention before you do it. Let the act say that you are a person with a soul. Small refinements, repeated daily, add up to a transformed life.