I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.
Charlotte Brontë
Your Year of the Necessary Ending. This is the year you discover how clean it feels to let something go that was never quite yours to keep, and what rushes in after is lighter and truer than what you released. Something you learned recently, almost by accident, turns out to be the exact key for a door you had stopped expecting to open. A relationship that had been running on old instructions gets quietly rewritten in spring, and both of you are relieved. By midsummer, a version of yourself you had been maintaining out of habit simply stops showing up, and nobody misses it, least of all you. The year asks only that you trust what the clearing reveals. Walk toward what the open space is already showing you. The next thing has been waiting, and it is ready now.