Funny sometimes how astrology plays out … subtle planetary nuances, whispers of moods, or screams ! – depending.
Yesterday I was really feeling the pressure cooker.
I am a civil servant. (I know, how Virgo of me !) I serve the people…this of course escalates at this time of year. Did somebody say time ?! yeegads.
I have Pluto transiting my Capricorn 1st house (opposite 7th- others) and here come the people – all wanting my time (Saturn), a piece of me, lol. (My Saturn is Rx in Aries, the house of me.) Pluto is coming up to square my chart ruler, which is Saturn, the immovable Earth (or so it thinks, lol- Pluto is sayin’ oh yeah..?! watch this ! )
Work, work and more work. Guess what, staycation is More Work. I wake up from working out the daytime issues at nightime, (crazy dreams last night) so Saturn never sleeps. Oh, and did I mention there is an eclipse coming ?
Oh goodie ! .whatever.
In Gemini, the twins (anybody here do cloning ?) on my 6th house of bingo ! work and service !
*insert maniacal laughter here*
Pluto is a shakedown planet, and so is Uranus (3 days from going direct !) and both are conjunct my Sun in Virgo. When planets, particularly the outer, transpersonal, s l o w e r moving planets get moving, I feel it.. and the days before direct are akin to water on fire boiling to a whistle.
Uranus is the wildcard of the zodiac, and how do I know it ? … well how much time ya got, lol?!
Mars is quintile Uranus (its the higher octave of Mercury, Lord of Eclipse ) in my natal chart, Mars is trine Saturn, and Mars is transit my Virgo Sun, Uranus, Pluto Stellium, so when the Plutonic pressure is building ~> take . cover .
jus’ sayin’ !
Yesterday I thought the pressure could use some intense primal scream therapy Mars ! but I was in the parking garage and thought it might freak people out. a. little. My little Aries head might have just popped right off with all that Mars screaming- who knows !? With my Toro Moon it would be loud, perhaps even operatic, lol !
SoOoo I burst into maniacal laughter instead ! ~ which is Venus.
I got loads of oxygen coming in and put out the fuse.
…and there is your happy ending, folks.
O= oxygen, with an atomic number ‘Z’ of 8
8 protons / positive electrical charge
* edit, came back to add clarity after my busy day (wrote this before work) and found a special Uranian/Plutonic surprise (they rule mistakes) waiting – snap ! is fixed ! Considering aspects such as Merc Rx, and the others detailed above, should have checked 2x, my apologies. Nobody’s perfect. peace out.