A ritual for the New Year

repeated, for the last twelve years

I love New Year’s Eve. Truly. I’ve long given up on any festivities. Instead, it’s a night for quiet ritual and reflection. What my love and I do is not particularly inventive, but I’ll share it here, in hopes that its simplicity inspires. We used to do a much longer, more complicated version. This is the pared down, twelve-years-in version. I’d love to hear: what rituals mark your new year?

Preparation