Cracking Joy: A Meditation on the Shift between Zman Simhateinu and Shemini Azeret

My joy is not  

Sunset.
Serendipity.
The tallest height 
Or the ripest tree.
But rather, a presence that bursts forth from the emptiness. 
Unconcerned about the fill of my cup
And committed to being a blessing that grows and pushes up through the cracks, every single day.

Ritualwell content is available for free thanks to the generous support of readers like you! Please help us continue to offer meaningful content with a donation today.

DONATE

Reading

Want the latest news from Ritualwell?

Subscribe for the latest rituals, online learning opportunities, and unique Judaica finds from our store. Plus special discounts for subscribers!

* indicates required