Rahu’s illusion or divine gain? Either way, you’re paid

Rahu is not just illusion. It reflects hidden desires within us. Its energy disrupts what feels safe. We crave more than we need. The unknown becomes strangely magnetic, intoxicating. It promises growth through silent chaos. Rahu doesn’t offer clear directions—never. It tempts with mystery, with risk. Every step feels thrilling, unstable, alive. We chase dreams dressed as truth. But they shift like desert mirages.

Ambition grows wild in Rahu’s light. The mind races, seeking new highs. Success may come, but feels empty. What we grasp slips through fingers. The gains shine, yet feel hollow. We wonder what we truly wanted. Certainty fades; doubt takes its place. This confusion isn’t weakness—it reveals depth. Stripped of lies, we face ourselves. The mirror reflects both light, shadow.

Rahu is disruption, but also motion. It pushes us out of stillness. We stumble, but also awaken slowly. The illusions we held start crumbling. Behind them, something deeper begins stirring. Truth arrives not loud, but quietly. In the mess, clarity quietly forms. Rahu’s lessons burn but refine us. We return changed—emptier, yet somehow fuller.