Let the season begin

My friend Jan Suzanne gathered her girlfriends around her last night and asked them to think about the gifts in their lives, and to think, too, about how they will engage with the world in the year to come.

I was privileged to be among these women—privileged because just knowing Jan herself is a glory, privileged because one of Jan's beautiful friends allowed me to ride with her to the party (I'd not have managed the city driving myself, given the weaker-by-a-mile self that I've become this week), and privileged because Jan has always drawn about her people powerfully committed to living full and inspired lives.

I have been pounded by the flu this week, and pounded by unremitting work.  Jan and her friends ushered in—were emblematic of—the spirit of this season.