Breadcrumb: Why Did the Chicken Drive Down the Road?

Took the family to Kapparos.
We said the prayers. I swung the chickens.
Just the annual tradition, same old same old.

But is it really?
Is anything ever really?

On the way home, I got my answer.

Every day matters.
Every act of Teshuva matters.
Every Kappara matters.

The car in the next lane shared a whisper:

I see you.
You swung your ROOSTA.
Keep your process in Ascent mode.
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Wishing you all an easy fast and a גוט געבענטשט יאהר

-Berke