The rabbi, Sufi mystics, and a baby named Christian

“Geoffrey, it’s Shlomo. Meet me at Bathurst and Eglinton in thirty minutes. We’re going to play for the Sufis!”

This was not the first time I had received what I used to call “the call.” I do not mean Max Weber’s theory of the Protestant basis of the modern psychological calling, that draws an individual to his or her profession, but that semi frantic, always warm hearted voice that was part Shtetl and part hip San Francisco and belonged to the only psychedelic Rabbi I have every known and worked with, that spiritual wonder worker, Shlomo Carlebach.

http://www.newenglishreview.org/Geoffrey_Clarfield/In_the_Court_of_the_Tsadik/