I freed a thousand slaves; I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.
Harriet Tubman
Your Year of Running Toward. This is the year the direction of your motion becomes unmistakable, even to the parts of you that still wonder. The quiet kindness you offered without announcement, without audience, is exactly the kind of move that belongs to someone choosing freely, and this year more of your choices carry that same signature. A relationship you've been testing from a distance finds its footing when you close the gap in March. Something you've been building on purpose, growing toward rather than fleeing by accident, starts to show its shape by the long bright days of summer. People around you feel the difference, even if they can't name it. You can name it. The year ahead belongs to the version of you who knows which way you are moving and moves that way without apology.