For as long as I can remember, looking up at the night sky has felt like looking at a part of myself that I somehow misplaced, a familiar ache that’s hard to put into words. When I was little, I would stare at one particular group of stars, the Pleiades, and just feel this intense pull, like a hum in my chest that I couldn’t explain to anyone. It was just this feeling, a homesickness for a place I’d never been. Over time I learned about the idea of star seeds and light workers, and it all started to click into place, like finding a name for a feeling you’ve carried your whole life.
At first I felt a really strong pull toward Arcturus, it was the first time a name made sense for that feeling, but it was so overwhelming that I had to step back from it for a while, it was like an emotion too big to hold. Lately though, I’ve been circling back to that feeling, talking to different people who do readings and looking into the story of my own soul. They kept mentioning Mintaka, and honestly I was pretty skeptical at first, it didn’t ring the same bell that Arcturus did. But the more I sat with it, the more it explained things, these patterns in my life and why I feel the way I do about certain ideas or places.
There was this one moment of clarity where it hit me, this feeling of being orphaned, like something vital was missing, and I made the connection that it might be tied to Mintaka going away, whatever that means on a soul level. It’s strange how a concept can suddenly make so much sense of a lifelong sadness. And the Pleiades, I think that’s become a sort of spiritual home base for me, a place my soul goes to rest or remember. It’s also where I feel like I met someone incredibly important, a soulmate or twin flame kind of connection, which just adds another layer to this whole experience.
All of this looking inward hasn’t just been about past lives or far away stars, it’s helped me understand why I am the way I am now, why certain things resonate so deeply and others just feel like noise. It’s like finally finding a thread that connects all these scattered pieces of myself.
