Okay, let’s talk about this journey I’ve been on, looking into the twelfth house stuff, specifically with Cancer sitting in there. It wasn’t like some big aha moment, more like a slow dawning, you know?
Starting Out
I first kinda stumbled onto this whole idea when I kept noticing patterns in my life. Things related to feeling things really deeply, but kinda hidden? Like I’d absorb moods from people around me, especially family, but wouldn’t always know where it came from. Or I’d need these sudden moments of just being totally alone, almost like hiding away, to recharge my batteries. It felt weird, and I wanted to figure out why I ticked that way.
Someone mentioned looking into the twelfth house in my birth chart, and there it was – Cancer. Didn’t mean much to me at first, just another label. But I decided to actually sit with it, see what came up if I just paid attention.
Digging In – The Process
So, what did I actually do? Wasn’t anything fancy. Mostly just observing myself.
- Watching my emotions: I started really tracking when I felt overwhelmed or super sensitive. Noticed it was often tied to family things, or feeling responsible for others’ feelings, even when I didn’t say anything out loud. It felt like this undercurrent was always there.
- Dream Journaling (sort of): Tried keeping track of dreams for a bit. Didn’t always remember them, but when I did, they were often really vivid, emotional, sometimes involving water or old homes. Felt significant, even if I couldn’t totally decode them.
- Needing Alone Time: I stopped fighting the urge to retreat. Before, I felt guilty about needing space. Now, I just accepted it. I realized that quiet time wasn’t just about resting, it was about processing all those feelings that seemed to soak into me during the day. It felt like my mind needed a quiet space, like a safe little shell.
- Reflecting on Family: This was a big one. I thought about my upbringing, my mom, the emotional atmosphere at home. Not in a blaming way, just… understanding how those early experiences shaped my hidden emotional world. Saw connections I hadn’t seen before. It was like finding old photos in the attic.
What I Found (So Far)
This whole process wasn’t about finding a magic answer. It was more about understanding a part of myself that operates behind the scenes. Having Cancer in the twelfth house, for me, feels like having this deep, private well of emotion, very tied to roots and security, but often hidden from plain view, even sometimes from myself.
It’s made me more compassionate with myself. When I feel that pull to withdraw, or when I get hit by a wave of unexplained emotion, I don’t fight it as much. I kind of recognize it now. “Ah, okay, that’s the twelfth house Cancer thing kicking in. Need some quiet, need to feel safe.”
It also helped me understand why I sometimes feel this vague sense of longing or nostalgia, often connected to ideas of ‘home’ or safety that are hard to pin down. It’s like a background hum.
So yeah, that’s been my experience. Not a one-time fix, more like an ongoing awareness. Just paying attention, being honest about what I feel deep down, even the messy stuff, and giving myself permission to need that private, emotional space. It’s a journey, for sure. Still figuring it out day by day.
