In dreams begins responsibility.
William Butler Yeats
Your Year of the Rising Tide. Something has been gathering in you for longer than you can account for, and this is the year it arrives at shore. You have been the person who holds a room without announcing the holding, and now the room starts to notice what would be missing if you weren't in it. A project that felt like quiet maintenance reveals itself in spring as the actual center of something larger. By mid-year, a person who has been watching your steadiness from a careful distance finally says so, and what they say lands with the particular warmth of being seen without having asked. The tide you are does not explain itself. It simply rises, and the landscape changes around it. The pull toward the good work waiting ahead is real, and worth following.