My word for 2026 is intuition. Sometimes a word of the year is obvious. It arrives early and clearly and you carry it with you from day one. Other times it takes months to reveal itself. And sometimes it doesn’t come at all until the very end when you look back and realize what the year was really asking of you. In 2023, my word was gratitude. It was a year of grounding myself in appreciation and learning how to notice the good even while everything was shifting. In 2024, I chose surrender thinking it would bring peace. Instead, I was pushed into it and learned the difference between letting go and stopping the fight. I didn’t choose a word for 2025. I was at the very beginning of falling in love and genuinely happy. Only in hindsight do I see that the word was patience. As we turn the page and start fresh with a new calendar, I’m trusting what I feel a little more. What about you, intuitively, does a word for the year come to you yet or is it still unfolding?