No peace without financial security. Fix your 2nd house!

Money shapes more than survival. It molds confidence, defines security, alters peace. Without it, unease lingers, a constant hum. Can true tranquility exist in scarcity?

The second house reflects our fears. Wealth flows, then vanishes, leaving shadows. Does abundance calm the restless heart? Or does fear remain, never fully eased?

We search for answers in rituals. Gemstones glimmer, mantras rise, hope flickers. Yet empty hands feel the same. Can faith rebuild what poverty fractures?

Ethical wealth feels like a dream. Success demands compromise, yet values hold firm. Can prosperity come without moral loss? Or is righteousness a costly burden?

Perhaps peace is not possession, but perspective. Yet hunger, debt, struggle press hard. Can wisdom outweigh the weight of need? Or will peace always remain just beyond reach?