
The Sun in the sixth house carries memory. Duty feels familiar. Work feels personal. Purpose lives in service. Authority grows quietly. Identity forms through devotion. The soul remembers labor.
Past lives echo here. Healing was once survival. Caretaking was once necessity. Responsibility shaped existence. Discipline became instinct. Routines feel inherited. Effort feels sacred.
Confidence grows through usefulness. Recognition comes through reliability. Leadership arrives through consistency. Power is earned slowly. Respect follows effort. Authority is built, not claimed.
Work feels karmic. Systems call for repair. Order feels like destiny. Service feels meaningful. Precision brings peace. Helping brings grounding. Contribution feels essential.
Yet a burden lingers. Rest feels unfamiliar. Stillness feels undeserved. Worth feels conditional. Productivity becomes identity. Self-care feels secondary.
Fear of failure runs deep. Mistakes feel dangerous. Incompetence feels threatening. Perfection becomes protection. Survival once required excellence. The soul remembers pressure.
Yet integrity lives here. Healing flows through action. Leadership comes through example. Stability follows devotion. Compassion guides authority.
Healing comes through rest. Worth exists without labor. Purpose allows softness. Authority needs no proof. The soul may finally pause.
Service becomes choice. Duty becomes balance. Power becomes embodied. The Sun stands steady.

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