Recently, I was looking back at 2022. Pulling aside the dark veils that suddenly descended on us, I must acknowledge that there were shafts of sunlight – or at least, a silver lining or two, at regular intervals. The past year was not all gloom. In fact, if it weren’t for that half-darkness, I would never have appreciated our fragility, and how much we depend on each other. I thought of just a few things that I am grateful for.

Now, in the “in between” period between Christmas and the New Year (a great time for reflection, daydreaming, and of course eating Christmas leftovers, which always seem to taste better warmed up afterwards), I am thinking of all the positives. Mercury is going into retrograde, but let’s not worry about that, for now.

There was kindness: so much, I hardly know how to quantify it. Friends brought…