Every year around early autumn, we Jews all over the world step out of our homes, literally…. and move into these flimsy little huts called sukkot. We decorate them, we eat in them, some of us even sleep in them. It’s a joyful week of food, laughter, waving palm branches; but beneath the surface, Sukkot is one of the most profound spiritual experiences in all of Torah. It’s about vulnerability, memory, and the strange dance between human fragility and Divine protection.