“Well, Art is Art, isn’t it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.”
The nadir is one of the four angles of the chart. It marks the seat of the self, the home, the family, roots. My son was born when Pluto was on my nadir. It was a thoroughly devastating time of my life, but also a time of personal rebirth. Because this is the Pluto placement he was born with, his chart Pluto will always conjunct my nadir. He’s like a permanent Pluto transit to my nadir. That is how synastry works, chart comparison.
Several years ago I got a new bike for Christmas. Dylan didn’t have a car when he turned 16 so he started using my bike to get everywhere. We live at the top of a big hill so eventually he flatted both my tires. I don’t know how to maintain a bike so it just sat in my garage for the past few years. My dad is a great bike person so this year for my birthday I asked him if he would fix my bike tires as a present and he said yes!
Last night he told me he found no leaks in the inner tubes; they were just flat from overuse and lack of inflation. Yay! Then I thought about it… dang, the rims are probably bent. Grr! I thought about it and realized, this kid has been out of the house for a few years now and I’m still clawing my way back from the physical devastation he wrought on my home. Paint scrapes, broken stuff, burnt up stuff, holes in the drywall, junked up spaces and more more more.
Pluto is nearing sextile (opportunity) to my nadir now, and I’m just starting to dig out and move beyond. This is happening as Saturn is nearing my nadir. I’m buckling down and finally sorting these things out, as well as setting boundaries so it doesn’t happen again.
He also thoroughly wrecked my belly, not unlike those bike tires. It’s a hot mess. Oh well, he was worth it.
Where is your nadir? Do you have nadir contacts in synastry with someone in your household?