Location: The Amuka...[The Depths]...North-Central Galil, Israel. Green, green Israel. (The change in the Muqata's color today is because JoeIrishSettler's been drinking too much leftover Purim whiskey)
Many readers of the Muqata know that one of the topics I really enjoy blogging about is trips around Israel. While I may have not posted about these trips for a while, I have photographed many of them quite extensively over the past few years in the hope that I'd get around to eventually posting them.
Today's your lucky day, as we explore the mystery of...The Underwear Tree.
Located in the rolling hills of Northern Israel, you have to go off the beaten path for your quest of this holy tree.
These photos were taken by me last year, as we approached the grave site of the saintly rabbi, Yonatan Ben Uziel.
R' Yonatan ben Uziel, the greatest of the students of Hillel.
It was said that when R' Yonatan ben Uziel studied Torah, any bird that flew above his head would be burned up. Rashi explains that angles would hover above his head to hear his Torah study (thus the birds were incinerated by the angels), while Tosafot explains that his learning was intense like the fires at Mount Sinai when the Torah was given...)
Such a holy place. Completely separate entrances for men and women. (These separate entrances are relatively new...though the underwear tree might be a decent explanation why one might want different entrances)
Its a long, long way to the entrance...not a chance you might accidentally see a female.
You enter the building and behold. The grave marker of R' Yonatan ben Uziel.
Friendly signs adorn the walls, like this one, located on a beaker of burning oil:
"To the attention of all: This contraption is private property. Anyone lighting candles atop of it is guilty of theft. --The Owners"
And so...the time comes to leave the building. The excitement grows, as we see the ominous sign, heralding our arrival at the hallowed spot!
Many readers of the Muqata know that one of the topics I really enjoy blogging about is trips around Israel. While I may have not posted about these trips for a while, I have photographed many of them quite extensively over the past few years in the hope that I'd get around to eventually posting them.
Today's your lucky day, as we explore the mystery of...The Underwear Tree.
Located in the rolling hills of Northern Israel, you have to go off the beaten path for your quest of this holy tree.
These photos were taken by me last year, as we approached the grave site of the saintly rabbi, Yonatan Ben Uziel.
R' Yonatan ben Uziel, the greatest of the students of Hillel.It was said that when R' Yonatan ben Uziel studied Torah, any bird that flew above his head would be burned up. Rashi explains that angles would hover above his head to hear his Torah study (thus the birds were incinerated by the angels), while Tosafot explains that his learning was intense like the fires at Mount Sinai when the Torah was given...)
Such a holy place. Completely separate entrances for men and women. (These separate entrances are relatively new...though the underwear tree might be a decent explanation why one might want different entrances)
Its a long, long way to the entrance...not a chance you might accidentally see a female.
You enter the building and behold. The grave marker of R' Yonatan ben Uziel.
Friendly signs adorn the walls, like this one, located on a beaker of burning oil:
"To the attention of all: This contraption is private property. Anyone lighting candles atop of it is guilty of theft. --The Owners"And so...the time comes to leave the building. The excitement grows, as we see the ominous sign, heralding our arrival at the hallowed spot!
Esteemed VisitorsAccording to the halachik (Jewish law) rulings of Rabbis and Kabbalist mystics,
it is forbidden to hang scarves,
or clothes, or other items
on this tree, the gravesite,
or within the building of the gravesite.
There is no worth to it whatsoever...and it may even do harm [to you], G-d forbid.
it is forbidden to hang scarves,
or clothes, or other items
on this tree, the gravesite,
or within the building of the gravesite.
There is no worth to it whatsoever...and it may even do harm [to you], G-d forbid.
--Site Management.
Yet that does nothing to stop women from adorning the tree with scarves, clothing or underwear -- they believe that hanging their clothes from this tree, will help them in their quest to find their shidduch, their life partner for marriage.
Don't believe me? How about the NY Times? Or the ancient bloggers of yore who discussed this issue years ago when it first made headlines?The "Out of Step Jew" wrote about it. As did the Balabusta in Blue Jeans, Yo Yenta, and even Miriam from Bloghd (who moved up to the big leagues, and now blogs and reports for the Jewish Chronicle). DovBear weighed in as well back then in Dec 2005, which is the stone age of blogging...and he quoted the extremely venerable Mississippi Fred McDowel's "On the Main Line" blog on the same topic. [Updated]
And you thought I was kidding about this tree. It exists, and despite the dire warning sign, women still hang their clothes from this tree...hoping to meet their bashert, their partner for marriage.
(I should mention this to Laizy Shapiro as a plot idea for a srugim episode).
While the tree above is a totally Jewish in nature, there's also a Christian urban legend underwear tree near Laughlin, Arizona. Much less serious.
That's enough for now -- Tomorrow, I shall slay the agel dragon!
--Jameel
Wherever I am, my blog turns towards Eretz Yisrael טובה הארץ מאד מאד
