So I got to thinking, people tell a lot of jokes, but do some of them have deeper meanings, or could some of them have deeper meanings if we saw them coming from a different source, if for example we put them into the mouths of prophets or gurus? So I thought it a bit further. And I took a very standard Jewish joke and put it into the mouth of the Baal Shem Tov, founder of hasidism who according to legend is the type of guy you meet and you're gonna be transformed somehow. That's really all you need to know about him for this exercise.
So the Baal Shem Tov has been traveling to do a very special mitzvah, to help a man make sense of a donkey that continues to come to his home, and more importantly to help the soul of the donkey, in a previous incarnation a very spiteful landlord who had mistreated the guy, make peace so it can move forward. Along the way he stops at a an inn. He is tired, yes, but he also knows he has something to accomplish at this inn. He orders a bowl of hot soup from the innkeeper, a busy man who seems preoccupied with everything. The soup is delivered to his table and the Besht, the Baal Shem Tov, pauses for a moment to inhale the scent of the salt and meat and root veggies. "Innkeeper," he calls. "Taste this soup."
The innkeeper glances up with one eye from an inventory sheet. "Is something wrong with your soup? My daughter Rochel made it earlier today."
The Besht shakes his head and smiles. "Innkeeper. Taste this soup."
The innkeeper shifts his weight from one foot to the other and taps on the counter in irritation. "Is it not hot enough for you? That bowl's straight from the hearth."
The Besht chuckles warmly and smiles. "Innkeeper... Taste this soup."
"Okay okay." He says with resignation. "I'll taste the soup. So where's the spoon?"
"Aha!"
So what do you think? Is there deeper meaning to our jokes? Does it become more apparent in the mouth of someone we'd take more seriously on spiritual matters? Do you have an example also that you'd like to share?
Dauer
So the Baal Shem Tov has been traveling to do a very special mitzvah, to help a man make sense of a donkey that continues to come to his home, and more importantly to help the soul of the donkey, in a previous incarnation a very spiteful landlord who had mistreated the guy, make peace so it can move forward. Along the way he stops at a an inn. He is tired, yes, but he also knows he has something to accomplish at this inn. He orders a bowl of hot soup from the innkeeper, a busy man who seems preoccupied with everything. The soup is delivered to his table and the Besht, the Baal Shem Tov, pauses for a moment to inhale the scent of the salt and meat and root veggies. "Innkeeper," he calls. "Taste this soup."
The innkeeper glances up with one eye from an inventory sheet. "Is something wrong with your soup? My daughter Rochel made it earlier today."
The Besht shakes his head and smiles. "Innkeeper. Taste this soup."
The innkeeper shifts his weight from one foot to the other and taps on the counter in irritation. "Is it not hot enough for you? That bowl's straight from the hearth."
The Besht chuckles warmly and smiles. "Innkeeper... Taste this soup."
"Okay okay." He says with resignation. "I'll taste the soup. So where's the spoon?"
"Aha!"
So what do you think? Is there deeper meaning to our jokes? Does it become more apparent in the mouth of someone we'd take more seriously on spiritual matters? Do you have an example also that you'd like to share?
Dauer