We all have stories. Some are lighter than others. Some have happy endings, some do not. There are stories we tell ourselves about who we are, and stories we tell other people. There are stories other people tell about us, and stories we have inherited. There are stories created by something that happened to us. And then there are stories we keep repeating long after they have stopped being useful.

The asteroid 1454 Kalevala will conjunct Jupiter in Leo around 14th–16th October 2026. Together, they will sextile the Sun in Libra – while Pluto is stationing direct in Aquarius.

The asteroid version of Kalevala can be described as the narrative field in which experience becomes coherent, transmissible and inhabitable. In other words… it is the process where fragments of something become something that can be carried forward.

Stories.

And with Jupiter conjunct Kalevala in Leo, there is a question we might want to ask ourselves:

I do not mean that we should simply “manifest” our lives. That idea is a bit exhausting. Life does not always work that way.

What I mean is as simple as this: Perhaps we did not choose what happened. But we may have some say in what we make of what happened.

We don’t choose every event. We don’t choose what other people do. We don’t choose illness, loss, accidents, history, other people’s interpretations, or the circumstances into which we are born.

But perhaps we have considerably more authorship over what gets to become the story of our life than we sometimes realise.

We are allowed to. We can. And I sure think we should become the author of the story of our life. How we tell that story… well, that is up to us.

Amplification works both ways. Jupiter makes everything larger.

We can make the painful story enormous. We can make the shame or failure story the central plot of our life. We can make somebody else’s judgement into the central plot of our biography.

But we can also discover that something we have treated as a footnote deserves a chapter.

A friendship. A piece of work we are proud of. Something we survived. Or a part of ourselves we abandoned because somebody once told us it wasn’t important.

Here are some questions we can ask ourselves:

We edit our lives constantly by deciding what we remember, repeat, interpret, emphasise, or leave in the margins. What we forgive or refuse to excuse. What we allow to define us. What we decide is no longer the whole truth.

Sometimes editing could also mean saying… Yes, that happened. But it doesn’t always have to become, Ergo, this is who I am.

We all carry within us stories we can let go of. And then there are stories that are there to stay, that do not need to or cannot be erased or denied.

They simply don’t need to be the leading actor anymore.

We can let their role change, so that the painful chapter can remain true without being the title of the whole book.

We are giving Jupiter some delicious material to work with if we keep saying things like… “I am always the one who…”, or “I have never been able to…”, or  “This is just who I am…”

So perhaps it is time to ask…

Yet, allow yourself room for the inevitable shadows we all have. We cannot simply throw them out of our book. Otherwise…

We could never see the stars.

But we can stop giving the shadows every speaking part in our story.

Ask yourself:

If I were allowed to choose which part of my life stood in the centre of the stage for a while, what would I put there?

Because maybe we cannot decide everything that happens around us. But what we can do is participate in the writing of our own story.