A
Pluto Primer
by John Townley
There have been so many
recent
astrological takes on Pluto entering Capricorn
that it is difficult to add much except context, which is the one thing
that’s
understandably been lacking. Of course, it’s hard to put
something into context that hasn’t happened yet, but you can
look
at the past and see how it might cradle
the
future.
For
instance, when Pluto
entered Sagittarius, what were
astrologers predicting? Since
Sagittarius is associated with
truth, law, and
religion, most were predicting revolutions in how those areas fared and
a new
blossoming of justice and spirituality, as the old was washed away by
the new.
Well, that was also toward the end of many astrologers’
romance
with malefics
like Saturn and Pluto, always seeing the bright side of these
juggernauts. Of
course, nothing could have been further from what actually happened. In
fact,
religious fanaticism and lawlessness flourished and as for truth
– well, even
the media, whose responsibility is ferreting out truth, instead reveled
in and
contributed to institutional dissembling on a scale imagined only by Hitler,
Goebbels, and Orwell. One of
the few astrologers who mostly got
it right ahead
of time is here.
Now, as
if we’ve
learned our lesson, the predictions are
no longer rosy but mostly dire, and with Capricorn associated with
business,
government, and social structure in general, the fantasies run to total
economic ruin and war, a total deconstruction of the world as we know
it. Is
that what we have to look forward to? Or have our expectations yet
again
blinded us to the actual effects of what we’re looking at?
Definition
of Death
One of
the problems of
understanding the passages of Pluto
is its close
association with death,
because how we look at death tends to
color our predictions. When we take a non-material, mystical view (as
too many
astrologers do, without having their feet on the ground first), we tend
to
dismiss death as a transitory
illusion, a welcome passing
from the old to a better new world.
It’s sort of like, in human biological terms, thinking of it
as a
jumping
from healthy middle-age to already having arrived in heaven or
reincarnated as
a merry, half-grown child. What
actually happens in between
those
before-and-after life states is often suffering, infirmity, and
certainly the
final end of a lifetime of carefully constructing our precious selves.
That’s the reality
of death, when all you’ve built comes crashing down around
you
and there’s
nothing left. The image of
the Phoenix rising from the ashes is
a hopeful
picture, indeed, but not so reassuring if the ashes are you. The
commonly-used word
“transformation” for Pluto transits is a bit too
lofty for
the actuality on the
ground.
But,
there are different
kinds of death –
sudden, gradual,
painful, willful, easy, and lots more. Plus, individuals and situations
die in
differening fashions from one another. As an individual, physically at
least,
first you’re alive, then you're dead –
you’re there,
and then you’re gone. But
situations, trends, cities, countries, societies and other group
entities
usually die and are replaced at the same time, with considerable
overlap. It’s
more similar to the coming of winter, when bulbs are gestating, animals
hibernating, so that when spring arrives the last year’s
replacements are
already there before the snow melts. When the new regeneration arises,
it is
happily rid of the structure it was born beneath and which fell down
while it
was percolating below, largely unnoticed, waiting to take center stage
once the
coast was clear.
So it
is with Pluto,
which is just finishing laying waste
to Sagittarius. If you look around, the reaction to the religious
hatred,
lawlessness, and disregard for truth is already breeding a new
generation of
Kenndyesque hope and reform, and though barely begun it has certainly
taken
root. And, as we will be paying attention to the headlines of the
structural
wreckage being strewn about by Pluto in Capricorn, beneath it will be
growing
something strong and reliable, perhaps even taken for granted.
Recovery
and Reconstruction
You can
see that process
happening more clearly when you look
to where Pluto was
two or three signs ago. When it was passing through
Libra (the 1970s, just into the early '80s) the battles around feminism
and balance
in the environment were sparked off by the realization of the terrible,
indeed
terminal situations happening in those areas. Now equal rights are a
relative
assumption if not always a perfect reality, and all things green are
accepted as
the necessary and coming wave of the future. Pluto in Scorpio, which
brought us amazing and often dangerous sexual excesses and AIDS along
with
it, is not yet that far in the past, but already that dread plague is
potentially
under control (in some cases, and could be in others) and open sex is
so integrated into our lifestyle that we too-often learn it from our
teens and not the other way
around. In each case, the story is in
the eventual recovery,
initially under way
during the transit itself. One could go back 245 years and find this
sort of
evidence of what the complete cycle of Pluto yields for each
of the twelve signs,
but that’s for a longer article, or maybe a book.
Lost
At Sea, by Michael Ross, 2007
What
we can most learn for the moment is that the crashing and smashing
attendant to
a Pluto transit is at the same time accompanied not just by a future
life
after death but by a continuing one right
under our feet. In an attempt
to see
what comes next, we too often tend to look up and around us to what
grabs our
attention and we make our judgments based on the current context, the
point of view forged by the very
structures being disassembled. If you’re really looking to
stabilize yourself and get through the often-chaotic events, you should
be looking
down at the ground to see what’s sprouting. In every
instance,
the solutions to
your problems are not in the future, yet to
come, but
are
already
there and beginning to function
around you, and you just haven’t
noticed.
In our
linear Western
view of things, we tend to
forget where we are in the storm of life – some of us are
distracted by every wave
and gust of wind, others relentlessly fix their gaze upon the distant
shore,
while still others look grudgingly behind at what is gone. So
here’s an image that covers
it all, the chorus of a
P.P.
Bliss
gospel hymn from 1875, when the sea voyage was a major life metaphor:
Pull
for the shore,
sailor, pull for the shore!
Heed not the rolling waves, but bend to the oar!
Safe in the lifeboat, sailor, cling to self no more!
Leave the poor old stranded wreck and pull
for the
shore!
The
moral? The wreck is
what you are leaving,
the
shore is
where you are going,
but the
lifeboat is where you are,
rising right beneath
you, and
it is your salvation.
In times of Plutonian deconstruction, that is worth remembering. Rescue
is not something to be achieved – it is
already here...
Credit:
[for more great
paintings by Michael
Ross, like the one above, click here...]
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