Category: Ketu

  • Ketu in the 12th House

    This placement brings a deep pull. It is unexplainable and beyond logic. The unknown feels closer than reality. The physical world seems distant. Almost unreal. Meditation feels natural. Mysticism calls like an old friend. The occult holds a strange familiarity. It feels like echoes from another time. The mind drifts between realms. Awake, yet not…

  • Sudden losses, constant stress? Ketu’s grip is strong

    Ketu moves like a shadow, unseen but powerful. Stability weakens, plans unravel, and nothing feels certain. Finances slip away without warning. Relationships drift, leaving behind silence. Health falters, drained by unseen forces. The ground beneath shifts unpredictably. There is no clear reason, no logical pattern. Losses come suddenly, like waves crashing. What was secure one…

  • Ketu’s Detachment: Stagnation and Inner Liberation

    Ketu brings stillness, stripping away attachments. Life slows down, and motivation weakens. Goals lose meaning, desires feel distant. Relationships seem hollow, ambitions fade quietly. Everything feels like echoes from the past. Unlike Rahu, Ketu shuns material success. It severs ties with worldly attachments. Detachment replaces excitement, leaving an emptiness. A sense of loss clouds perception.…

  • Peace within = Ketu’s detachment mastered

    There is a silence deeper than rest, a stillness beyond thought. It does not soothe, nor does it comfort. It simply is. Some call it emptiness. Others call it freedom. Ketu moves without attachment, unbound by want, untouched by praise. It strips away illusion, peeling back layers of identity, of longing, of self. What remains?…

  • Detach to heal – Ketu whispers wisdom

    Ketu whispers soft, a fading trace. Detachment calls, in empty space. We seek release, from earthly hold. And find our peace, as stories told. Illusions fade, a misty dream. We break the chains, it would seem. Regrets arise, a silent plea. We find our strength, eternally free. We hold on loose, to what’s unknown. And…

  • Diet changes? Ketu loves extremes—moderation is key!

    Diet shifts appear. Unexplained, sudden change. Ketu’s shadow falls now. Extremes, a constant pull. Food’s taste, a fickle thing. Cravings rise, then fade away. Balance lost, in fleeting whims. Unpredictable hunger. Aversions bloom, then disappear. Body’s signals, hard to read. Food’s comfort, a hollow space. Detachment grows, from earthly joys. Habit’s chains, now break apart.…

  • Can’t see eye to eye? Ketu brings detachment

    Ketu’s mist descends, eyes turn away now. Shared views fade, connections now break down. Inner worlds beckon, others drift apart. Empathy wanes, understanding now dies. Can shared dreams survive this drift? Spirits withdraw, hearts now close their doors. Collective goals fade, individual paths rise. Disillusionment bites, faith now slips away. Isolation deepens, hope now turns…

  • Ketu’s Secrets, Martian Trust Fades

    Ketu’s veil falls, secrets hide deep. Martian air chills, trust withers now. Agendas lurk, motives stay veiled. Paranoia spreads, connections fray fast. Can anyone know another’s heart? Detachment rules, truths stay locked away. Knowledge hoarded, power games start. Self-undoing looms, betrayal stings deep. Anxieties rise, fears take root now. Can trust bloom in barren soil?…

  • Ketu’s Veil, Self’s Fading Presence

    Ketu resides, in first house’s veil. Self fades away, where presence should be found. Detachment whispers, in lonely, empty halls. Identity blurs, in karmic, shadowed ways. Can self be known, when shadows hold the key? Physical form drifts, a vessel lost at sea. Confidence wanes, where strength should brightly burn. Apathy lingers, in silent, vacant…

  • Ketu’s Haze, Detachment’s Lonely Whisper

    Ketu resides, in seventh house’s haze. Detachment whispers, where love should bloom. Distant echoes, of past lives’ pain. Intimacy falters, in karmic, lonely ways. Can hearts connect, when souls drift far away? Partners appear, shadows of what was. Emotionally lost, in distant, empty space. Isolation reigns, where closeness should reside. Can love survive, when hearts…