How do I actually enjoy winter when everything feels dark and depressing?

Winter has a gift we usually refuse: permission to slow down. Nasreddin Hodja understood that every season contains its own logic, its own joke. Winter isn't summer pretending to be dark—it's a different animal entirely. The darkness isn't a flaw; it's an invitation to notice what you can't see in bright daylight. A single candle means something in winter. A warm cup means something. Time with one person means something. The examined joyful life doesn't demand constant brightness—it demands noticing what's actually here. Start small: one winter practice that's genuinely yours, not Instagram's idea of cozy. Maybe it's sitting in the dark for ten minutes without fixing it. Maybe it's walking in cold air and feeling truly awake. Hodja would laugh at our desperate cheerfulness about winter; he'd suggest instead that we become curious about it, like we're investigating a good riddle. What does winter want from you this year? What might you find if you stopped resisting and started looking?