“I know well that when a person walks into a Jewish space that feels radical and her response is to ridicule, that person is in the presence of something powerful. Lab Shul’s Slow Down made me feel like Brett Stephens might when reading Teen Vogue. And the salient thing about violent reactions to Jewish practices is what they tell you about the person having a reaction — that they’re feeling threatened and proprietary.
The chime brought me out of my reverie. We had stretched, meditated, talked of Buddhism, set intentions, lit individual candles, hummed in unison, pulled quasi-Tarot cards, chanted, ‘We are loved by an unending love,’ and applied glitter. It was so beautiful. It felt as Shabbosdik as any night I have spent davening in a Carlebach Shul or singing Dan Nichols in the Berkshires or pressed up against the Western Wall.”
