Last night as I was coming up the back steps, I happened to look up into the night sky. As the clouds drifted by, I noticed what appeared to be a searchlight. That's odd, I thought, it's a Monday night, the night after Christmas, probably no movie or restaurant grand opening, so why is there a searchlight? Then I noticed another beam of light, and another... and four more together a bit beyond them. And then it dawned on me. It was a menorah in the sky!
There's a tiny blurb about "The Menorah Project" at the very bottom of this page:
I thought it was beautiful. I stood there for a few minutes watching it disappear & reappear as the clouds moved. Then I went inside & told DH & the kids to go out back & look in the sky, fully expecting them to be as moved by it as I was. Tiven was fascinated with it but couldn't quite remember what it was. She said, "I think it's about darkness & how the lights came back on, kind of like our Solstice for eight nights." I told her that she was kind of right, that it was a menorah and it was 7 beams of light to represent the 7th night of Hannukah.
I'm not Jewish, I don't believe in any god at all, but I do appreciate history & civil rights & embracing the light in times of darkness both literally & philosophically, and so I viewed the menorah in the sky in a very positive way. DH OTOH was ticked off. He was going on & on the rest of the night about how the sky (or as he put it, THE freaking SKY, for cryinoutloud!) should be free of religion, how he should be able to look at stars without having to see symbols of anyone else's religion.