First published in the Philadelphia Jewish Voice.
This is the story of how over a decade ago, my teacher Rabbi Zalman Schachter-Shalomi sent me to the grave of Reb Nachman of Breslov in Uman to ask a question of Reb Nachman's soul. Now, visiting dead rebbes was not the sort of work I had in mind at that phase of my life. Although I was already past the "fabrente" feminist phase of my development, I was very busy with creating vehicles for women's inclusion in Jewish leadership and researching herstory.
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