My 12th house Pluto transit has wrapped up. I chronicled the whole ordeal. I’ve written about how this played for me but I have not written about how I feel I benefitted from the transit.
This seems a good time to go into this, mostly because of the Pluto Transiting 12th: Brink Of Homelessness post. I told the gal she’s been selected to suffer. I also told her she would be paid for it eventually, but I didn’t tell her how. It was off topic, see? But now I think I should cover this.
Pluto transits empower you, eventually. Generally speaking, this happens when the pain is so intense, it forces you inward to fine your own power core. I’m talking about your personal, coiled-up-serpent power. It’s RAW. It’s like holding Plutonian in your hand. “I could kill with this”.
With the pain, see? I could kill with this, kill myself with this, kill someone else with this. You have to just sit with that; when you realize you don’t want to be destructive, the energy is applied for good. That right there is your “dark night of the soul”. If you’re not going to be destructive, what’s your other option, huh? Kill? Or Heal?
If you choose to heal, you start cutting out things that give you the “kill” feeling. You begin to drift in a positive direction. This is all beneath the surface, by the way. Thank God! Because you’re quite stripped down. You’re naked and raw and you accept staggering losses because the things you had are gone. They can not be resurrected but at some point you realize that YOU can be resurrected.
Understand this, you lie in the dark wondering, how. How, as you swirl around with dark side of of everything? You learn to float in a sea of the collective dark secrets. Hey! It’s better than thrashing around and sinking to the bottom.
When Pluto busted out (of prison) into my 1st house, I felt like this:
But now it’s going on two years later. I feel strong. There are legions of things, I will never worry about again, ever, in my life. The stupid minutiae, basically. The distractions, the superficial, the meaningless?
Look at that cat. Does he not look like he’s been operating that computer in the dark, for years? He’s got to bring the skill and knowledge he’s acquired, into the light. Can he do it? Of course! My God, it’s so much easier.
The 12th house is the end. It’s where everything is resolved. I attempted to explain this in 2007. Few understood, so I made some more videos. Perhaps this is more accessible today…
So what if I’m right? If I’m right, suffering Pluto’s transit through your 12th house, heals it all.
In a way, it’s a giant toilet flush. What gets gone is everything fake or trivial. Your delusions are purged.
I personally feel I’m standing on a tennis court, ready to return all serves. Was it worth it?
Have you survived Pluto’s transit through your 12th house? Tell us!