I was 24 and living alone in New York City. I felt I had my back to the wall, with a string of broken relationships behind me, failure and frustration on all sides, and a sense of the total futility of life.
I decided to try a simple meditation practice, which was very soothing. At the same time something impelled me to open the Bible in Genesis — in search of the lost paradise.
It was hard to accept that the way must lie through the ancient Torah path, yet clearly there was no alternative, and I had to surrender and accept the Torah code.
Not long after that, I heard about Rabbi Nachman, the radical 18th century Chassidic innovator who, with the utmost grace and charm, proclaimed “a new pathway, which is really the old, old path our fathers walked”, the path of meditation, prayer, Torah study and practice that has enchanted me ever since.
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