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“Possibly later, when I have more time,” the busy physician said. “I’m
afraid I have to go already, goodbye,” and he went on to see his next
patient.
After the doctor had acquired a decent collection of medical works in the
course of time, their first child was born. It was a son: Victor. And while
he was still in diapers, his mother got pregnant again. His father,
meanwhile, had become friends with the bookseller, who one day had a
mysterious bundle set aside for him. Nostradamus was pleasantly
surprised when he saw the work, which had the word “Kabala” written on
it in Gothic letters. Of course, he had heard of it a long time ago, but he
had never studied it. Amazing that he would now completely unexpectedly
receive it from Abigail.
“How much is it?” he asked, reaching for his wallet.
“This book won’t cost you anything,” Abigail answered.
“Well, thank you very much.”
“It’s not me you should thank, but a secret admirer of yours.” The doctor
shrugged his shoulders in surprise and accepted the gift. At home, Victor
was fast asleep in his little bed and his father had a chance to recuperate in
peace from his long work day. Yolande poured her husband some jasmine
tea and they enjoyed each other’s company, sitting in front of the fire. The
successful physician looked contentedly at his beautiful wife, gave her a
kiss and laid his hand on her swollen belly; the unborn child was already
kicking a bit. When he’d finished his tea, he decided to read his new
kabala book and took it down from the shelf. “The bestowal of mystical
knowledge”, was the sub-title. While he made himself comfortable,
nestling close to his spouse on the carpet, he opened the book and found a
card in it with a name and address on it: “Julius Scaliger, 15 Avenue de
Lattre, Agen.” This must undoubtedly be his secret admirer.
“Yolande, do you know someone named Julius Scaliger?”
“Scaliger, that is a famous fellow townsman who is causing quite a stir as
a writer. He is highly praised everywhere as a humanist,” she answered.
“Why don’t I know that?”
“You can’t know everything, darling, but why are you asking?”
“He gave me this book. Look, here’s his card,” and he gave it to her.
“Why would he do that?” Yolande asked, surprised.
“Darned if I know.”
“Wait a minute, he’s a physician too,” she suddenly remembered, “court
physician of the Bishop of Agen. That must be the link. Maybe he knows
you from the medical university in Montpellier?”
“No, definitely not,” he said. “Let’s see what kind of book he gave me,”
and he began to read.
“Besides the written tradition of the Bible, there is also the tradition of the
Kabala. This mystical knowledge is based on Genesis and is passed on
primarily from teacher to student. The Tree of Life is the prescribed model
and this form is the key to the mystical reading of the Bible. We are
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