You set off down a hallway nobody pointed out to you, and most of the time the door is there. Mars and Neptune rest at a trine in your chart, so a real, working will and a wide imagination act as one body: you move with sensitivity and you dream with muscle. The crafts that follow a thread you cannot fully see suit you. Art, healing, anything where the next step is felt before it is mapped. People who work beside you slowly learn to bet on your hunches, because the hunches keep coming true. The only leak is doubt. You write off your inner voice for sounding too airy to trust. It rarely lies to you. Follow it.