Born Into a Coven of Hippie Witches, I Discovered I’m Jewish … and that I Love God
From love child to Jewish attorney ...
The Stone that the Builder Refused – One year at a Rainbow Gathering in rural Idaho, I met up with a group of Rastafarian holy men who taught me about the Biblical Joshua. They sang and chanted verses from the Old Testament and these resonated with me in a way that no other spiritual tradition had. Claudia later dating a Rastafarian Mennonite who introduced me to Reggae music. The confident longing in Bob Marley's voice and the poetry of his words ignited something within me, particularly the phrase: "the stone that the builder refuse will always be the head cornerstone." In a world of square stones, I felt very much out of place and this gave me comfort. My mother heard me singing and told me the words were from Psalms. I didn't believe her and sat down to read the entire book just to disprove her. She was right, of course, and in the process King David reached across the void of time and space to fill me with ethereal poetry.
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