Years fly by as short as weeks used to be.
Anyway, we will meet out under the pine trees in the rustic lodge with the silent bookshelves full of environmental books and newsletters and the inefficient bathrooms. We will take places silently in a large circle on the nondescript carpet. Some have the little benches, some have pillows, a few have chairs. I used to take pride in being able to sit in full lotus as long as was needed, only occasionally re-crossing my legs. I have never known if it's right over left or left over right.