JANUARY MARKS the beginning of a new year, for those of us who use the Gregorian calendar, anyway. It’s a time to kick off change, an invitation to wipe the slate clean and set new goals. For me, it’s always felt like an open door to opportunity and possibility. Unlike the hibernating creatures (page 46) that settle in stillness and slumber during these winter months, I’m usually motivated to move my body, take on a project I’ve long put off, make space in my closet or try something new.
This January, however, I feel differently. We couldn’t have predicted a year like 2020. The Covid-19 pandemic cast a shadow of uncertainty and anxiety, risks and protocols. But it also offered perspective. I spent months in lockdown at home with my…
