I’m sitting and knitting as it gets dark on this 74th New Year’s Eve of my life on earth. As I have every year of my life, I have nothing to do nor have I planned to celebrate, especially not to party as the Gregorian calendar turns from 2022 to 2023.

As I’ve grown older, I have more memories to return to than adventures to look forward to. The next year will probably hold the same as the last year with a little gardening, a little knitting and a little writing. I will look forward to another trip to the deserts of Arizona. I’m sure that will be the extent of my travels.

I am a cynic and a skeptic and therefore I don’t have any wishes or hopes for the New Year that things will be better for us all. But regardless, my meditation is that we will be loved, we will be safe, we will have joy, we will find peace.

There is no belief utilized in this meditation but just in case our words are creative, I speak them to each and everyone of you.