You can stand at the center of a room without going stiff, present and soft at once, though you rarely let yourself try. Neptune and the Sun hold a sextile in your chart, so your sense of self and your dreaming, porous side stand poised to work together, a self with light coming through it. The path runs narrow between two ditches. Out of modesty you dissolve, let yourself go blurry so no one feels crowded; out of fear you overcorrect and clench. Hold your place without hardening the edges. Assert quietly, no armor. Walk that line and you carry a presence that is unmistakable and gentle at the same time. Hold the soft center.