Hanukkah has never felt like a loud holiday to me.
It’s quiet. Repetitive. Almost simple.

You light a candle.
Then another.
You say the same blessings.
You watch a small flame do its thing.

And somehow, that’s the whole point.

The power of Hanukkah isn’t in the act itself. It’s in the intention behind it.

Lighting candles isn’t just a technical mitzvah. It asks us to pause. To be present for a moment in a day that probably didn’t leave much space for presence, for ‘just being’.........

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