


GOING DEEPER: An Intimate Conversation (Part Two)
This is Part Two of my interview with Marcie Sclove on “Going Deeper.” You can find Part One here. As I wrote when sharing Part One in the previous post: Marcie’s questions, which she had not shared in advance, led me into surprising territory, replete with...
The Gift of Presence
How the inestimable gift of one person’s presence made all the difference… There are many behind-the-scenes stories related to the writing of The Tremble of Love: A Novel of the Baal Shem Tov. This is one of the big ones: a turning point moment in which...
Irresistible Prayer: A Yom Kippur excerpt from The Tremble of Love: A Novel of the Baal Shem Tov
Below is an excerpt from The Tremble of Love: A Novel of the Baal Shem Tov, a book inspired by the life, love and teachings of a legendary and revolutionary rabbi, mystic, healer and teacher of Love. The High Holy Day of Yom Kippur starts tonight at sundown…...
A bird, a plane, or a rabbi?
Most of the time, Rabbi Mitnick’s absorption was contagious enough to lead me back into the prayers from my brief distraction. I would dwell on one word in a prayer, its root coming into focus, or feel in my belly the longing in a psalm, tears filling my eyes.