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So, I’m still living on the Pluto line, but my days are numbered now:  Twenty-nine, twenty-four hour periods for CA , give or take daylight savings time and the fact that due north is no longer due north, more on that later.  I’m  continuing to have multiple outer planet transits to my most significant personal planets and  Saturn keeps crawling around in my fourth house stirring up all kinds of ghosts and hopefully, angels.  It’s about as hard as it gets,astrologically, yet I’m grateful that my trials and tribulations are mine. It’s the path my soul needs to walk in a human body.  It’s not personal. It’s Pluto. It’s time for transformation, again.  Scholars, seekers, and scientists have described the pain and suffering of the process across the ages. Yogi’s, healers, and therapists try to minimize the negative effects of the pain and suffering.  One way out is death…..  and re-birth if you proscribe to Pluto as ruler of Scorpio.

Transformation is often accompanied by some kind of aha, awakening, or sudden unexpected life change. Our old ways don’t work anymore. To continue in the same mode is ridiculous.  However, for some, leaving behind and letting go is difficult, arduous, and overwhelming.  It helps to have support or to join with others that are of like mind or the common community.


watching_tvPlato’s allegory of The Cave is a nice metaphor for Pluto. When the cave dwellers realized that their reality included more than shadows on a wall, that there were people outside the cave living in a different world entirely, a ‘transformational’ process began.   The old reality is no longer suitable.  The new reality is nothing we have ever encountered before.  Most likely, old behaviors will not produce the same results either.


to be continued.  Today is the start of the balsamic moon phase.  Be at peace.

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There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees,

A quiet house, some green and modest acres

A little way from every troubling town,

A little way from factories, schools, laments,

I would have time, I thought, and time to spare,

With only streams and birds for company,

To build out of my life a few wild stanzas,

And then it came to me, that so was death,

A little way away from everywhere.

There is a thing in me still dreams of trees.

But let it go.  Homesick for moderation,

Half the world’s artists shrink or fall away.

If any find solution, let him tell it.

Meanwhile I bend my heart toward lamentation

Where, as the times implore our true involvement,

The blades of every crisis point the way.

I would it were not so, but so it is.

Who ever made music of a mild day?

—–Mary Oliver

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Related post on this subject is here.

I  recently re-located myself to Long Beach, CA.  I have a brand-new grandchild to welcome into my heart and the time is now for me to leave home, just for a while,  and experience life differently.

I’ve lived on my Jupiter line nearly all of my life and what a gift that has been for  six decades.  Abundance, knowledge, wisdom and grace… are a few of Jupiter’s gifts.  I was lucky in some ways.  Jupiter is in it’s detriment in my natal chart….good things are only just so good, and no more.

My Pluto line (on my astro-cartography map)  runs through Long Beach, CA.  (You might want to read this post if you need help  to understand the terminology)

No doubt my adventure here will be an interesting experience.


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Astro-cartography-map with local space lines shown.


This is not a location I would  choose for this stage of my life.  Pluto renders us power-less a lot of the time.  The fact that I am having a major Pluto transit to my Moon/Venus/Uranus stellium is both comforting and terrifying.  But, the pull of grandchildren is strong.  You get to see how generations are different and similar.  That’s a function of Pluto as well…taking a longer, larger view of things so that evolution and transformation have time to happen.

Anyway, Pluto is showing up all over the place most recently with the toxic, exhaust fumes that flow through my apartment on a daily basis.  It might be the exhaust from the car parked underneath me (I’m in a garage apt) or it might be from the cars that are parked nearby in the alley behind my bedroom.  This morning it got so bad I immediately put on my sneakers to go for a walk to the beach which is right at the end of my street.

to be continued.

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