Went to the candle-light vigil in the little park across from my house last night. There were 80-100 people, standing quietly among the trees. Those experienced at candle-light vigils had wax-coated paper cups to catch the wax.
I brought a havdala candle, the multi-wicked candle used to mark the transition between the Jewish sabbath and the weekday. It felt appropriate, because we’re marking a transition between a time of peace and a time of war. Also, the candle has multiple wicks, which has a nice e pluribus unum feel to it.