Pluto Transit To The Moon – Mine: More Of The End Game / Saturn Conjunct Sun @ 9 Years Old
Astrology in real life
And here’s a strange thing but I think it’s happy. Long term readers know I sprung a therapist on my son at the peak of my daughter’s illness. Under relentless strain trying to care for my daughter I knew my son was falling through the cracks so I contacted the school counselor and asked her to help.
She agreed, called him into her office and boy was he mad at me! He didn’t a counselor, see? He didn’t make the decision and long story short it was a big mistake and now two years have passed.
“What do you think about me and you going to see a therapist so we can talk about what we’ve been through?” I asked. “I mean you and me both, we can go together tell them what all has gone on?”
He agreed and dramatically. I wish I could recall his word choice because it was inspired but in essence he said, “Yes! I’ll go in there and tell them what agony is.”
And so he will because this kid has seen and suffered more than many adults at 30 or 40.
And whoever they are they will learn from my son, wanna bet? Sun conjunct Saturn is nothing to shake a stick at even when they are 9. Matter of fact, especially when they are 9.
Have you ever had a chance to tell someone what you’ve been through?
24 Responses to “Pluto Transit To The Moon – Mine: More Of The End Game / Saturn Conjunct Sun @ 9 Years Old”
Well there is a song out there..
“Hey, Old Friend, come and sit for a spell,
tell you what we’ll do,
you can cry and I won’t tell
what we’ve all been through.
Everybody calls me,
nobody knows my real name…”
It’s very important someone know what you’ve been through I think. Like the soldier having someone he can talk to or me writing my book. My son has these type experiences now – they are supernatural and I don’t want him having to contain them. He’s anxious to go now and so am I. I think I will go with him a few times and then let him have his own therapist. If they are good, he will want this, I’d say.
Question now, is m or f? I asked him and of course he’s got libra and he can’t decide.
My husband is probably the only person to whom I can tell everything. And the best part is, I don’t have to make an appointment. ;p
It’s important that someone knows what you’ve been through, and more important (to me at least) that they accept what you say and accept you after the knowing. I’ve told people parts (hell, not even the biggest parts) and had people respond, “how can you be so normal if that happened?” Like either I’m lying, or I’m faking myself. It’s bizarre. 
I’m glad that you and Vid can go through this together, and continue to heal each other.
I’d hate the imposition. You know, “Let me throw up on you so I can feel better.”
But when I was younger I had the wherewithal to force my parents to send me to a psychologist, and it helped me gain perspective on everything.
I’ve found male psychologists to be above par… but that might just be because I’m a man.
Elsa, I sense that you are happy.. or maybe it’s that you always give happiness the space it needs to resurface again and again. It’s beautiful, it really is.
Rob, a couple of years ago I decided to see a therapist and the first thing I said to this fellow was “I need you to know, I am working really, really hard” and then I burst into tears and kept tawkin… you know, I meant I was working so hard on the inside but feeling so trapped at the same time. Anyway, after a couple of minutes he leaned forward and said real gently, “I have no idea what you are talking about.” I look back on that and laugh. This was the beginning of a real powerful time for me, of letting him help me stop “throwing up” and start living. Anyway, I relate to the idea of somehow being an imposition. I wonder if this is more pronounced for men than it is for women. Or is it just something that can be seen so clearly in one’s chart, regardless of gender. Probably both?
“Have you ever had a chance to tell someone what you’ve been through?”
Yes, this is what saves me and keeps me going. It’s what lifts me up. I used friends as therapists when I was younger. Perhaps alienated a lot of people and found true strong friends too. I wrote and wrote and wrote. It is SO important to purge and create and let it all out.
Your son is awesome.
We both has such Libran influence…. we’d like a man / woman team if you can believe that. But I have sort of been drifting towards hiring a man since he is a boy and I am thinking after awhile he might be willing or wanting to go by himself. And he’s got a history with adult woman… they actually try to partner with him / he has to take care of them so that’s massively jacked up. This is what I was going to write about awhile back. You can’t have all that Venus energy like he does and not have people try to partner with you everywhere you go – appropriately or otherwise. Anyway, more on this next piece. 
Er… I gave up writing about his experience because it’s so intense and people just flip their lid with assumptions… some of you might remember this. Next thing you know there is a rumor ’round that my 8 year old was raped – NOT. ::rolls eyes::
It is too bad people can’t just read without insanity (Saturn in Virgo!!) I have no choice but to stop writing (more Saturn in Virgo) due this. It is that or try to cover every motherfucking contingency which is to laborious (Saturn in Virgo).
It is the so-called open-minded that are especially hard to talk too, LOL.
I think this is wonderful for both you and Vid.
I hope there will be a time you’ll be able to talk once again about Vid’s experience. I think he is a very inspiring young boy and you should be very proud for being such a good mum
Well I think the alcoholics (AA) are on to something with their 5th step. You’ve only got to tell one person to experience amazing healing.
About fifteen years ago, I went to a women’s retreat put on by a couple of therapists. We all sat in a circle for three days and just poured out our stories. That’s probably the first, last and only time I felt that there was a safe space for me to let it all hang out… and in listening to other women, I felt a kinship with females for the first time in my life, not so much an outsider anymore. And I learned that everyone has lived a painful script – some are perceived as more painful than others, but no one’s brand of pain is any more precious than anyone else’s.
Elsa, it’s a good thing for Vid that you are his mom – wise enough to realize that EVERYONE needs to tell their story, get it out of their head where it can be examined and understood and let go so that growth and healing can occur. Not telling your story is a good way to get stuck in it, I’ve found.
And yes it can be awful when some folks make assumptions and then compound that mistake by acting on them with words or deeds. Much experience with this in my life. Reminds me of a line from my favorite troubador, Van Morrison, when he says, “Most people think everything is just what they assume.” So true, huh?
I once was in therapy with a husband/wife team who were really really good. At the start they said they were going to help me answer the three magic questions: (1) what happened to you – what’s your story, (2) of all this stuff that’s happened to you, how much of it is still affecting you and your life today, and (3) the most magical one of all: what do you need to do to take care of your Self?
Asking and answering those questions changed my life. It’s very important to tell your story and have it validated and affirmed by someone who is safe and trustworthy and who can help you to see your experiences in their proper perspective.
Also it was necessary for me to ‘shop around’ for a therapist who would be a good fit – the first one I tried, who was also a tenured professor at a major university medical school, spent the first 15 minutes of each of our three or four sessions talking (with great anger and emotion) about the sexual molestation he endured as a child. I ended up counseling HIM to get some help, but had much better luck with the folks discussed above.
Well, I’m a Sadge moon and I blab to everybody. 
Mostly people are just disturbed if they hear a good deal of it. I’m not Vidroid in that I had to deal with this stuff at a really young age, but things started going nuts the week I turned 18 and it just continued on, and I’ve had a lot of experiences 20somethings just don’t have to have. It freaks people out to have someone like me in caregivers support group and I was the youngest one in by 20 years. Even worse, when I’m the one whose story is so bad it makes everyone else feel better 
My shrink is all, “it’s going to take you another ten years to get over that stuff.” Well, yes, I concur.
I believe that next to these three words (“I love you”), these four words (“Tell me your story”) are some of the most important in all the human language, all the more so if you mean them when you’re saying them.
Yes, I have. Perhaps more importantly, they listened. I have some great friends with fantastic ears.
The one person I thought I could tell anything to, though, is now gone. And even with all the other support I’m getting, I’m feeling the loss acutely.
Hi Elsa, thanks as ever for your posts. I have Sun conj Saturn and I wish I had that much insight when I was 9… I’m learning so much from your kid…
I had plenty of counseling when I was younger, but few chances to tell a single person everything I’ve been through, because it’s been quite a lot. Dunno if it’s been the Pluto transits or something else, but this Scorpio rising, Sag Sun/stellium feels like her entire life has been one big Pluto transit so far…(can I say ‘hell yeah’ for Pluto leaving Sag later today?!)
When I was eleven they tried me out with a counseling intern and I scared her away – she couldn’t handle hearing what I had to handle every day. This is part of the reason I love strong Scorpio people in my life, no doubt – they don’t flinch when I explain my life, and don’t react as if it’s weird because they can face the existence of difficulty and suffering in the world instead of turning away, or making you carry it by yourself as if it’s contagious.
I’ve been having a really hard time the past few years, and talking about it would really, really help (Gemini Moon here), but finding the right people to talk to is the biggest roadblock. My doctor, who just retired a year and a half ago, became overwhelmed when I started getting into my circumstances — and this is a person who had tons of life experience. I can’t afford to pay for therapy right now so the only other recourse is a social worker who can see me for an hour every three weeks. She, too, gets overwhelmed and helpless when faced with what I’m dealing with. It is incredibly frustrating to attempt to get help when the “helpers” can’t deal with it.
And all of it seemed to begin with my own Pluto – Moon transit (opposition, in my case).
I do talk to one of my friends, but don’t go into a lot of detail because the more she knows the more she worries.
Somehow i feel like i can never get it across, what i’ve been thru, in conversation–
But in my “formal” writing, maybe i get it across. I try and try and try and try
I had this boyfriend once, it was a brief thing, i was crazy about him. The town where i went to college had a serial killer years ago and i was a student then. This was a small town and the town was hysterical and i mean hysterical– all the misinformation and literally wondering who wld get killed next. To make a long story short, it was a huge deal to me when i was able to convey to him one night how terrifying that situation was, how afraid we all were, changing all our behaviors like not opening up the door for the pizza guy anymore. Sounds stupid i know – i have trouble getting across how an entire community was going thru the same emotions and fear and how real it was. Even here i cant explain it. But three nights in a row, studens were brutally murdered, three nights in a row– and each morning to wake up and see that as the headline– no one felt safe
Anyway, when he finally “got it” — i felt heard, understood. I remember my mom (who lived 6 hrs away) asking me if i wanted to come home (i didnt) – students were leaving left and right….it was the beginning of the semester too. First days of school.
I dont know how i started off on this story! Still remember the guy too
When I was three, my parents separated and fought bitterly until they reluctantly got back together (and stayed together until I left the house.) In first grade, I had high separation anxiety, and they made me see the school psychiatrist…and I was PISSED! Even at like, six, I knew it wasn’t the therapy I wanted, but some reassurance from my parents that they would stop being dicks to each other. She figured this out pretty quickly, too. I think they were shocked. But man, even at a young age, having someone recognize your misery can make all the dif.
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Yes. No one knows everything, because my life is so compartmentalized, but those who know this and those who know that are all like “what? You did what? How old were you when this happened?” And when I tell those stories, it helps me regain a bit more of the confidence and/or power the experience(s) cost me or gave me. Damn, it’s really hard to explain!
Blessings to you both, Elsa.