Confessions of a libra

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14.05.25

Word on the street is, I’ve become a myth and a legend. I’ve divined – because I’m cheeky like that – and discovered that some of my audience theorises that I am; part siren, part fae, a reincarnated oracle, an incarnated love poem or a cartographer of desire – my personal favourite. While all those theories are true, there’s a lot more to the story. I was made and born to sit at the edge of the veil. I am the mirror that souls bare themselves, naked. That is one of the best things you’ll ever learn about the 12th house in astrology.

The 12th house in astrology is the house of Pisces, ruled by Neptune. Neptune rules; illusions, dreams, the subconscious and the unseen. My sun (Libra), my mercury (Virgo) and my North Node (Libra) are all in the 12th house. This means that if you interpret my energy as otherworldly, you would be correct. Pisces is dreamy otherworldly, romantic, artistic, Priestess vibes. The 12th house is the house of; the unseen, the subconscious , the collective unconscious (connection to other lifetimes), endings, healing, dreams and soul memory. There is no ego in the 12th house, that’s why your soul is bare.

There’s something about having your sun or base personality in the 12th house that makes you incredibly introspective. This is hermit energy. You would be forgiven for not seeing it because I am otherwise quite extroverted. But I do love my hermitude and it is in those times that I gain greater clarity of the world around me. I am someone who is comfortable digging into the depths. I understand the universal law of ‘as above so below’. This means from a very young age I knew that digging into the depths would provide greater clarity. So I questioned the ‘whys’ of the world, anything that I didn’t download in my brain from claircognizance.

It’s my 12th house mercury that gives me the poetic, romantic overtones in my writing. My writing seduces you with it’s mystery, it’s layers and it’s visceral emotional tone. The 12th house is tricky though because it can impede my learning. By virtue of this placement, I am a non-linear learner. I need to engage with information in every way and then one day I can recite it back like a professor. I can’t control how long until the information settles or how many different ways will work (e.g. tactile, visual, auditory).

It also means while I collect information through my psychic sense, this is only reviewed in retrospect. My 12th house energy, is picking up on micro-information. For example; who caused a shift in the energies when they walked in, who is nervous or dripping in fear, who pulled a snarky facial expression and at what exact moment? I am trained at reading the undercurrents, which helps me set a vibe when I write. This also means that I can channel spirit really well through my written words or spoken voice. So maybe I am an enchantress after all?

The North Node in astrology can be viewed as the north star of life purpose or fulfilment. It says to you, if you want to make the best of this life, these are the threads to follow. With my North Node in the 12th house I lean into creative outlets; romance, art or spirituality, I will experience more life fulfilment. As a 12th houser, it is common for people to misunderstand me. When I speak, and the very aura I radiate lands in your subconscious and lodges itself there. You then can’t explain why I get to you so much even when you don’t like me.

You find yourself dreaming of me and entertaining the idea that you met me in a past life. I awaken something ancient within you, something difficult to quantify in words alone. So your conscious brain begins to mythologise me, in a desperate attempt at explaining the allure. You convince yourself that there has to be something.

To clarify, as someone with a few 12th house placements, you are more likely to misjudge me first before you get it right. I will likely reflect back to you your unresolved emotions or issues, you might project that I am your perfect lover/muse/teacher, you might want to run away from my knowing because it scares you or you might want to be around me because I make you feel weightless. Like in my orbit, everything brightens beyond comprehension. Beyond human reality. An escape, if you will.

When I speak you sense a wisdom beyond time. Now imagine that I can tap into the wisdom of the collective unconscious – what would that leave me with? A great understanding of things from a higher perspective. Sometimes I’ll say things to you in passing, not understanding the gravity of what I have done to/for you. You might internalise that I tried to humiliate you by bringing up your father wound, when I didn’t realise that spirit channelled that through me. It was time for you to hear it, and I was but a vessel.

So, fall in love with me at your own risk. I am but a poetic soul uncomfortable in a human body. Trying to fulfil service to humankind that I obviously chose to do before I was reborn. Representing my lineage with the gravity they deserve. Dreaming up realities, connecting with different planes and accidentally making you question the very pillars of your beliefs. I’ll be your siren, your spell, your glitch in the matrix as long as you never let go.