Today turns a page.

The Year of the Fire Horse arrives with a kind of restless energy. Horse years are said to carry motion, independence, forward momentum. Add fire to that, and it feels less like a quiet candle and more like a forge. Heat that shapes. Heat that transforms.

There is something fitting about that thought. A horse does not idle for long. It moves. It tests fences. It runs because running is what it was built to do. Fire does not apologize for being bright. It simply burns.

I like the symbolism of beginning again under that banner. Not a timid start. Not a cautious shuffle into the months ahead. But a year that invites courage. Initiative. Maybe even a little boldness.

The lunar new year always feels different from January 1. Less about resolutions and more about rhythm. Cycles. A reminder that time does not just march forward in straight lines. It circles back, renews itself, offers another chance to step differently into familiar terrain.

So here is to the Fire Horse. To motion after stillness. To warmth in cold places. To the quiet decision to run toward what matters.

May this year carry strength without recklessness, passion without burnout, and forward motion without losing sight of where we started.

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