July 4, 2005. I have just spoken with her daughter, Eve (aka Rebbetzin,

Mrs. Zalman Schachter).

Sheba was in Boulder, at the home of Eve and Zalman, where she has

lived during her illness since last August. She was battling with

cancer during this time.

I first met Sheba at the Institute of Noetic Sciences conference in

San Diego. I believe that was in 1994. She sat down at my table as I

was just finishing lunch, and we started a conversation. I felt as

if I were being reacquainted with a very old friend. I, actually,

never left the lunch table until about 4 pm. We were so engrossed in

conversation.

Sheba was a gifted intuitive. While she specialized in intuitive

medical diagnosis, she was also very good in the area of business

advice. On one occasion in February 1996, she called me out of the

blue -- at a crucial time when Janelle and I were negotiating the

acquisition of our TMI business. She said, "I know you're involved

in an important business deal. And, I need to tell you that you can

drive a better bargain that you think. Ask for more!" She was right.

It was some of the best advice I have ever received. And, it came

totally out of the blue.

Sheba also was a presenter at one or two of our Intuition Network

conferences...back about ten years ago. She focused on body language

and listening to the body. She was also a dancer (and a belly

dancer) who loved to work with movement.

As I recall, Sheba worked with Jean Houston (who, I think, was a

neighbor of hers in NYC) back in the 1970s. It was Jean, I think,

who first recognized and helped to develop Sheba's intuitive gifts.

As a result of these gifts, Sheba cultivated a deep interest in the

paranormal. She was also close friends with Stan Krippner.

Not only did Sheba's daughter become a Rebbetzin (i.e., rabbi's

wife), but Sheba also filled this role. Her late husband was Rabbi

Samuel Penner, author of a book called (as I recall) The Four Gates

of Paradise -- an interpretation of Jewish mystical teachings.

I'm sure that many others on this list have fond memories of Sheba.

She was a beautiful soul, who touched many of us. I sense that her

transition to the other side is an occasion for openings of many

kinds among those of us who knew and loved her.

I'm reminded of the time I spent Yom Kippur with Sheba and her

family in Los Angeles. I believe it was in about 1997. The services

were very special and were led by her son-in-law, Reb Zalman (one of

the foremost, living Chassidic rabbis). Zalman invited the

congregation at UCLA to celebrate the Day of Atonement in an unusual

way. He viewed it as a celebration -- not as a time of chest-

beating, guilt-inducing focus. At one point, during the singing of a

special song to me, "Avinu Malkhenu," Zalman actually had the

congregation dancing in the isles of the synagogue/UCLA auditorium.

Considering that this is normally a very solemn moment in the

service, this was quite unusual. Sheba and I were next to each

other, probably even holding hands as the dance snaked around.

And, suddenly the veils were lifted and I sensed my connection to my

Jewish ancestors who had passed over. It was a beautiful, radiant

feeling -- rather beyond my capacity to articulate in mere words.

I'm glad that I was able to share that moment with Sheba, because we

touched eternity then. And, I know we will always be connected.