You keep dragging folding chairs to the dinner table as more people arrive, and somehow there is always one more plate. Jupiter has made its home in your fourth house, the house of roots and the inner home, the kitchen of the soul where the ancestral pulse beats under the floor, and a home like that simply wants to grow. Your kitchen feeds more mouths than it was built for. The family you came from or the kin you chose runs big, layered, loud, generous. Underneath all that fullness sits a quieter question: whether you can feel whole when only you are home, or whether the empty rooms start to rattle. It is worth sitting with. Learn to keep your own company in the quiet house, to enjoy the supper for one. The welcome that lasts comes from a person already full, not from someone outrunning the silence. Be generous from the inside out, and the open door takes care of itself.