You gather facts the way some people collect stones, one more, one more, and you can feel how the gathering becomes a way of never having to commit to where they point. The part of you that is growing learns to take the next ridge on faith before every fact is in. You carry North Node in Sagittarius, one end of the axis where the Moon's orbital plane crosses the ecliptic, and the pull of your life leans toward a Sagittarius register: wide vision, the bigger story, the nerve to stand on a meaning while some of the data is still missing. The other end sits at South Node in Gemini, the inherited groove of the talker, the gatherer of small facts, the one who already owns the local and the contingent. This direction does not kill your curiosity. It lets curiosity finally build up into a position you are willing to hold. Jupiter warms the pull. The growth is small and faith-shaped: the long study begun, the trip planned, the belief named out loud. Each act of reach tunes the axis. You get to decide what it all means. The view from the ridge was always the point of the climb.