The group I imagined was splendid. But since when is something that seems wondrous actually wondrous and not, you know, a cult, or whatever?
I spent a year with Chabad Hasidim in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. I exulted, starkly disagreed, and considered glorious possibilities—often in the same moment.
A meditation on the demands of memory, and the roots of personal identity
Be brave in the face of the unknown. Step forward and receive our communication.
My journey to acceptance, from Emunah, to utter terror, to awe.
NYC is glorious: the street life, the food, the energy. But Boston is much cheaper and carries much less stress. The dilemma is intense and even spiritual.
Somehow my grandparents didn't seem to fear for my demise like my parents did, which is why they were sanctuaries to me as a teenager.
While I had begun to figure out my Judaism in college, Rick had been redeveloping his own Christian faith. I met my wife through this involvement, and now Rick had met his as well.
What do you do when you have a horrible singing voice but you love to sing? You have a baby.
An immersion in a mikvah is done without any clothing, so that there is no barrier between the skin and the water. Though Linda was the one immersing, I also felt exposed.
