The year completes herself, “I’m done now.” 
The New Year comes to take over our world, to enter our bodies and minds. 
She might pop up over the hill, singing, 
Or she emerges gently through parting clouds, 
She might stride down Main Street announcing herself, 
We never know who she is, what she brings. 
But we’re ready – “Welcome!” 
We hope she’s bringing gifts for all of us. 
We hope she’s forgiving and kindly. 
We hope she offers what we each need, 
What the beautiful Earth needs. 

Nancy N. Sidhu

Nancy’s hometown is New York City, although she grew up on four and a half acres of wooded land in Connecticut. She has also lived in Hawaii and inland Southern California. She has had two careers, teaching Asian studies in the New York School system, and as producer/announcer for radio and TV in news, public affairs, and also classical music. Until the pandemic, Nancy was teaching hula and flamenco, and over the years she has done a wide variety of volunteer work.

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