Okay, so I’ve been digging into this whole astrology thing, and I stumbled upon something called the 12th house. Apparently, it’s all about the subconscious, hidden stuff, and even past lives. And then, to make things even more interesting, my 12th house is in Aries. So, I decided to, like, really explore this.
First, I looked up what Aries in the 12th house even means. It’s supposed to be about hidden aggression, repressed instincts, and maybe some secret enemies. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect.
Then, I started paying more attention to my dreams. The 12th house is also linked to dreams, so I figured that was a good place to start. I kept a dream journal right next to my bed. I jotted down anything I could remember, no matter how weird or random. It was mostly gibberish at first – you know, chasing giant squirrels and stuff.
After a few weeks, I began noticing some patterns, though. There was a lot of running, a lot of frustration, and sometimes I’d wake up feeling really, really angry, even if the dream itself wasn’t particularly violent. It was like this underlying current of… I don’t know… fiery energy?

So, I tried meditating. I’m not usually a meditation kind of person. It felt kind of silly at first, just sitting there, trying to clear my mind. But I stuck with it. I focused on my breath, and whenever those angry or frustrated feelings came up, I just… let them be. I didn’t try to push them away or judge them. I just observed them.
It was… weird. I felt like I was tapping into something I didn’t even know was there. Like, there was this whole part of me that was just simmering beneath the surface. And the more I acknowledged it, the less… scary it seemed.
Facing My Inner Ram
I also started being more honest with myself about my reactions to things. If someone cut me off in traffic, instead of just brushing it off, I admitted to myself, “Okay, yeah, that made me really mad.” It sounds simple, but it was actually pretty huge.
- Dream journaling: This became my nightly ritual.
- Meditation: Super awkward at first, but surprisingly helpful.
- Honest self-reflection: Admitting my feelings, even the “ugly” ones.
I’m still figuring this whole Aries 12th house thing out. It’s not like I had some massive epiphany and suddenly all my problems are solved. But I feel like I’m more… aware. I’m more in tune with that hidden part of myself, and it’s not as overwhelming as it used to be. It’s like I’ve met my inner ram, and we’re slowly learning how to get along.