There’s a moment after everything falls apart where you’re not rebuilding yet—you’re just breathing. That’s the Star.
It’s not loud. It doesn’t fix things. It doesn’t promise a happy ending. But it shows up when you need a reminder that something is still possible. That you’re still here. That the sky hasn’t closed.
The Star isn’t about answers. It’s about space. It’s the part of you that still dreams, even after disappointment. It’s the quiet voice that says: You’re not broken. You’re becoming.
When I first started reading tarot, I didn’t know what to make of the Star. It felt too soft, too vague. But now I see it differently. It’s the card that shows up when you’re ready to heal—but not rush. When you’re ready to trust—but not force. It’s the card that says: You’ve been through it. And you’re still glowing.
So if you draw the Star, don’t ask what it means. Ask what you’re ready to believe in again.