Category Archives: God Scent: Fragrance to Forgive and Forget

Seven Blessings for Shavuot

Ten women share a heady excitement this Mother’s Day morning in the Upper West Side home of a friend and I am among them. For the past two years we have been studying Avivah Zornberg’s. Murmuring Deep: Reflections on The … Continue reading

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Cinnamon and Myrrh

I don’t know that much about Chochma, the feminine embodiment of wisdom. But in the Book of Ecclesiastes she is a lively presence. With seeming delight she tells us all about herself, letting us know, “I was there from before … Continue reading

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Tsunami

In the Noah story, God is angry enough to bring about a flood that destroys the entire world. How does it feel to be so angry that you willfully destroy everything you have lovingly created? Is such an over-the-top response … Continue reading

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A Fragrance Fix

Each Shabbat morning, I look forward to a concluding song called Ein Keloheinu. Ari, the Cantor at the keyboard, leads us in a particularly rousing version sung in both Hebrew and Ladino.  This is a song of questions: Who is … Continue reading

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As Above, So Below?

Back in the before-time, it was customary to greet the Sabbath by dancing before her while waving branches of a myrtle tree. The fragrance of the myrtle plant came to be considered one of the special aromas of the Sabbath. … Continue reading

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What To Do

I know what it is to cower in fear against abusive verbal rants that in the case of my manic-depressive father could spew volcanic for cataclysmic days on end. Screams from the depth of his inchoate hell reach a soul-ripping … Continue reading

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