Been checking around with all my Cancer Moon friends how they have been doing with Pluto coming into opposition with their Moon. Found what I expected, as is happening with my early Cancer Moon…. we are all crying more than usual (Cancer Moons, we cry about everything… Susan Boyle singing, a cute little kitten, snowflakes… we aren’t picky, we just get overwhelmed and emotional about everything) I needed to find out, because in my case the Sun and the Moon are almost exactly opposite… so I wanted to know who was responsible for the waterworks. The other thing reported back is issues from childhood that seemed to survive longer than our live spans. I have become painfully aware of my short comings and where they came from… and where the pleasure of escapism rooted from. Cancer being associated with early childhood, and the mother/child bond. The moon also reflects that mother theme… so far appropriate for what I have been looking at, via the help of that slow moving non planet. (have to take my Pluto pot shots when I can, makes me feel a bit better) So resolving what belongs to the opposition, I can assume the rest of Pluto’s intended carnage will be my 12th house Sun. Jupiter will be activated with the T square I have, but that always turns out fun when that gets hit from squares. Couldn’t ask for a better planet to be the apex.
The 12th house… house of self undoing and secret enemies (and lots more of course) and there is my poor Sun. This life it already has had Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune go over it… I think it should be tenderized enough to absorb the worst that Pluto will dish out. As I am writing this, Pluto is stationing, burning a hole in the chart with focused intensity. So far what is happening… well my elderly mother (with a 3 degree cap sun) has been hospitalized, and she is better than when she went in…. I have had to swallow some ego dissolving (gah, shouldn’t Neptune had finished that off already?) Mundane? It is Sept 11th early in the morning as I am writing this…. we have had fires in Detroit, gas explosions in California, wild fires here in Colorado, and the military overseas has seen a rise in deaths and ambush attacks, Chile with the miners trapped, New Zealand and their huge earthquake, Pakistan and the floods…. and I am sure much more that I am forgetting as I have slacked off on news watching.
On the positive side….. if you look hard enough you will find it, Pluto has away of destroying badly built foundations. The whole chart gets involved sometimes… I have a rouge Aquarius Venus with the only aspect coming in a sextile from Jupiter… I have alot of fun sometimes 🙂 Stay with me, this will tie in. The 12th house Sun, especially with transits I have already have done, likes to be a door mat. Neptune is on the MC conj Juno… Yup doormat stuff there too. The key, I have found, is not to let my Sun have it’s secrets (Privacy is different) and the more open I am about motives, and anything that is ego inducing, the less likely that I will be my own worse enemy. In a moment that could only be described as my midterm paper with Pluto about to hit me between the eyes. I found myself in the same pattern… some new elements, but never the less my weakness, narcissistic men. I am talking a real disorder… not like a fuzzy Leo. I once again found one, and this time the hits were below the belt. I befriended (with benefits later on planned) a young, half my age (go Cappy! 20 or 30 years one way or the other) soldier in Afghanistan that would be a few miles from my house when he returned stateside. He is married… Venus Aquarius remember… and I found he had a girl in every port. Sort of like the Pilot I was head over heels about. One 25 the other 50, but I was in the same place, destroying myself emotionally. My Sun likes to flagellate itself. Here is the sad part, it was not about them, they are cads after all, it was about hurting myself. Instead of just finding someone that I might actually like for themselves, I chose the impossible path that would always leave me in tattered remains and them…. the big ego punch, they are too busy juggling everyone else, that they don’t seem to realize I left. How deliciously painful is that? Yeah BML is conjunct that Juno/Neptune/MC in Scorpio.
So, this time around, Pluto was kicking sand at my Moon and squirting lemon juice at my Sun…. I was crying about everything… and had to wonder if I was enjoying this? I can hear TAPS every night from the base near my home. On days there were deaths of troops from the base, the music is louder and more soulful. It bothered me, making me realize that he had a wife at home whose entire life would come crashing down if something happened to him. I suspect her life will crash anyway someday, and I do not want to be a part of that. I did get a new perspective on aging… I only have dated those considerably older than me, this time I was looking in the mirror wondering when did I get bags under my eyes? So much for ego enhancing. (Demi Moore must be a wreck)
Oh and more positive. I recently found someone I believe will be a great friend… someone I would have overlooked before, again the honesty, because I would have thought he is too good for me. The best synastry I have had with anyone, only one square between us and all the angles match up… the Davidson makes a Kite and the composite good too with the planets hitting the natals. I hope I don’t sabotage this one, cause the smiles on my side are finally genuine.