Night terrors. Pluto in the 12th house of my 2015 solar return. Last night I slept with The High Priestess tarot card tucked under my pillow because I’ve read about how doing that makes the querant dream more vividly, psychically. In the zodiac, the 12th house is the house of hidden things. Secrets. So is the High Priestess, who knows what is hidden, what is hiding, what is still secret. Whose jewels are her deep blue knowledge. I slept with her under my pillow last night because whenever I pull a tarot card lately, I’m either her or I’m the Empress.
Piece crossposted with Love Dog