First love isn’t a phase. It’s karma

It didn’t feel new, did it? That first love—the glance that lingered too long, the feeling that someone knew you without needing to ask. There was something deeper than butterflies. Something ancient in their presence. A familiarity wrapped in mystery.

This is where astrology brushes against the soul. The South Node speaks of lives lived before, and perhaps, hearts entangled long before this one. First love, when tinged with karma, doesn’t arrive gently. It rushes in like a story halfway told—unfinished, unresolved. The emotions feel outsized, the connection unexplainable. You don’t fall in love. You remember it.

But karmic love isn’t soft. It comes with weight. Saturn often stands at the door—reminding you that love, real love, demands something. It may ask you to grow too fast. To carry more than you’re ready for. To face parts of yourself you’d rather avoid.

Then there’s the Vertex—the point of fate. When it activates, a person can appear like a mirror held to your soul. The encounter feels significant. Life bends around it. These loves aren’t always built to last, but they’re never accidental.

Sometimes it’s not about forever. Sometimes it’s about evolution. About understanding what love isn’t, so one day you’ll recognize what it is. These relationships change you, shape you, scar you a little—but in ways that make room for something truer down the line.

So if your first love felt like destiny, maybe it was. Not in the fairytale sense, but as a chapter long overdue. A lesson repeating until it’s learned. An echo asking to be heard.

And when it ends, as some karmic loves must, it leaves behind more than loss. It leaves awareness. Of yourself. Of your patterns. Of the kind of love you now know to seek. Or avoid.

Not just first love. A soul’s checkpoint.