An Almost Perfect Storm
“I’m a three-line whip; I’m the sort of thing they ban. I’m a walking disaster; I’m a demolition man.”
–Sting
After a perfectly horrific weekend, full of exes, embarrassment, tears and recriminations, centering around my younger daughter’s piano recital, Elsa said to me, “Well, at least you won’t have to do that again for a long time.” Then my older daughter got off the bus, walked into the house and announced, “Mom, I forgot to tell you about my choir concert.”
This meant another interaction with the ex and his long-term honey and the lovely addition of the woman to whom my last words were, “Move that hand or LOSE IT,” accompanied by visible seething and sparks flying from my eyeballs.
The main entrance to the venue is between the stage and the seats, the very front where everyone can see you walk in. So I’m taking the lead, walking into the nearly packed auditorium with two Pluto risings, two packed 8th houses, all of us with massive Saturn or Pluto transits to personal planets and Chiron, under a late degree Scorpio moon. It was myself, the man, my daughter and son. It was like four people carrying lightning rods standing under a tree in an electrical storm. Or perhaps considering what happened it was more like Jerry Lewis leading Mr. Bean and Laurel and Hardy into a china shop.
First of all, Saturn sloooooowed everything down. With everyone else already seated we walked behind an extremely elderly man. There was no getting around him as he took the middle of the path, arms out and unsteady but refusing all help. After three years of shuffling we made it to the aisle up and I led us to a row of unoccupied seats and filed in. I sat in the furthest seat and heard a loud POP, and the whole attached row swayed. “Something’s wrong with these seats!” I said, but one by one they sat anyway. It felt like a slow motion nightmare. My large, muscly son sat last with an even louder POP as the WHOLE ROW OF SEATS WENT DOWN.
This morning I asked my son if he was embarrassed at the time. “No,” he said, “I’m a big guy and the seats there are crappy. I can deal with that. It was when [the man] started climbing over the next row and fell that was a little upsetting.” “He kicked me twice,” I said. “I noticed that,” said my son.
Oddly enough, it doesn’t feel like the end of the world and we had a great time at the Dairy Queen afterward and laughed a lot in the car on the way home. It definitely would have been worse if it was me who sat last and took it all down. I’ve, er, gained a little weight lately and that wouldn’t have helped my self esteem. Anyway, my son’s last words on the matter were these, “So we’re not cool. Whatever.”
Has anything big happened to you under this Aries stellium?

20 Responses to “An Almost Perfect Storm”
Yes, it was a difficult weekend–also involving exes, insults, recriminations, anger, more legal threats (I was mostly a bystander though). I won’t even go into the details. Your story made me laugh though, so I’m now trying to find the humour in my own story.
It’s those kinds of experiences that you just ‘have to laugh’ at!
I shouldn’t, but I’m LOL at the visuals you’ve been so brave to share!!
Oh big time yesterday for me and my (worst) half – I ended up calmly leaving the house and am enjoying the peace and quiet at my sons house while him and his wife are on vacation. It looks like all the stars are pointing to me moving to Idaho with my mother – I will miss my adult children terribly but I can’t stay here anymore – the path has been shown – I feel it is the right thing to do at this time…..
I knew something was coming with this Aries stellium and I sorta figured how it was going to present itself but words were flying yesterday afternoon between me and my husband – Mars transiting my 3rd square my Mars in 12th (is that a square?)plus my (worst half) yeah we are still married and he is still here – the last few months have been good but the pressure cooker started bubbling the day before and exploded yesterday for me – he is better at keeping a lid on his – but not me especially after all I have experience this past year (s)
My Aries stellium is in the 8th house and his Sun Venus well hell he has a stellium in Libra, so he is experiencing the Aries stellium in opp to his natal Libra stellium – and we are going through a opposition now amongst ourselves not too mention his Pluto square Venus transit is retro again and he is a fricking monster with that transit – like I said I knew something was coming – Elsa warned me last year! so I have been on my toes but got the wind knock out of my sail yesterday with the Mars and Mercury transit too – but the warrior in me came out as it does from time and time and I would not back down ( I am finally starting to appreciate and respect my 12th house dark side Mars – it can actually come in handy sometimes!!
I like Satori’s comment about “Move that hand or lose it” way to go girlfriend! big kudos to you – exactly how I feel when I’m in the quick of my Mars/Mercury energy the stuff that comes out of my mouth would make your jaw drop any other time I’m careful with my words don’t want to hurt others feelings…- I am not afraid of him anymore and it’s about damn time he knew and it better sink in – cause my ship is sailing and 50/50 chance he won’t be on it!!! This captain doesn’t need traitors or conspirators in her life anymore!!!!
Bless ya Satori!
I told my German born female coworker something that I had dreamed about a coworker. She went and got her dream book and started telling me all of the sexual details of what the dream meant.
Virgo moon almost died!!! I prayed for the ground to open up and swallow me, but there is no mercy under the sun!
Your son sounds awesome. Love his final words there.
LOL.
My roommate of long ago used to say, ‘no one can be unhappy while eating ice cream.’
Oh God. How I mentioned how much I HATED band concerts? The last one I went to for my daughter, I was treated to listening to the people sitting around me discussing how to serve ROADKILL.
Much love and better seat wishes.
P.S. Your son is awesome.
Just my roomie threatening to call the cops on everyone in the neighborhood!..lol
family stuff getting heavy. 8th house.
LOL @ After three years of shuffling!
Sort of like a Saturn transit.
I went for a beer with my insane sibling (insane in a bad way, LOL). She has Moon/Chiron in Aries/8th. I was home visiting the parents and she lives near by. My guy was deathly ill, barfing. I needed to get out of the house.
She actually made me laugh my head off. I was howling, she’s so damn feral.
“Ya ever notice girls dress like sluts now? When I went to the bar 15 years ago it was jeans and hoodies and threatening to beat guys with the pool cue when they messed up your game…I still got numbers, eh? You don’t need to show nothing to a man!”
and
“You know…those stupid things…they’re like long shorts, but a skirt? You know…skants?”
She was gloriously, offensively funny. Made me realize I could probably tolerate her the rest of my life. Good thing considering.
*her Moon/Chiron hits my SN. Ow!
I am super jealous you went to Dairy Queen. We don’t have one one within 50 miles. You just don’t realize what a gift a peanut buster parfait with hot HOT fudge is until you can’t have one.
Note to self: Next trip to DQ, get a PB Parfait with Pecans instead of peanuts. That sounds like ecstacy to me!!!
The big thing here? My son, with the packed Capricorn 12th house, is taking the long held family joke about “Nick world” into the real world. He is visiting a girl and her family that he met online, and the girl’s mom called me before he left. He had told them his dad was dead. I was caught completely off guard, because he had called me not an hour before I talked to her. My response was “Wow, Verizon really does have great service if I got a call from him in the beyond.”
He told her all kinds of thing about his family that were flat out lies. Not necessarily good ones in any case. He raised his sister on his own, because his dad was drinking and I was drinking and whoring around. He’s done nothing but slave labor since he moved in here – he rebuilt the barn and graded the basement (whatever the hell that means).
He told us he thinks $200 a month is too much to pay for his room and board here. Fifty bucks a week for his own room, his own bathroom, laundry service, food purchased and prepared for him, AND we have to drive him to and from work in town with gas at $3.89? Hell, I want that deal.
He comes home tomorrow morning. It ain’t gonna be pretty, I’m sure. He is going to have to find a small apt in town and find out that $200 a month is a helluva deal, and that lying to me won’t work any better now than it did when he got his mouth washed out with soap for it when he was seven.
The house has been calm and happy since he left on Monday. That’s going to change again tomorrow, and I’m already working on my shields to protect myself from his overwhelming negative energy in the house.
All of this Aries stellium is sitting in my 8th House, on top of my moon. In Nick’s, it’s spanning his empty 2nd and 3rd houses. It fits, but it sucks.
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Allot of potential, I do like the company of Jerry Lewis, Mr. Bean, and Laurel and Hardy,
No Event. just a torrent of tiny things.