Hoshanah Rabba

It was our last opportunity this year to plead for our lives, for the earth for all of us before those gates of heaven closed.

It always feels so close to the edges of pagan practice, so primal so ancient. We circled with our lulavim and etrogim. We called out Hoshannah! God! save us!

We whomped our willow branches. The room filled with the green, green smell  of the willows.

The year has now truly begun.


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