An astrologer for whom I have great respect, once told me that Pluto transits are like psychic diarrhoea – they don’t feel particularly good but are absolutely necessary to clean out the waste which would otherwise kill us. Never forget that Pluto is the God of the Underworld. In the end, Pluto always wins.
Throughout 2010-2011, the UK (as a political entity*) has transiting Pluto squaring it’s midheaven (symbolising the highest and most visible point the sun reaches each day). This signifies an enforced change of national direction and political leadership – it won’t be comfortable but it could not have been any other way.
When Pluto comes calling it’s better to ‘go with the flow’ rather than trying to resist the change. The more you resist, the bumpier the ride. This reality came home to roost when while dragging my feet about the inevitable end of my first marriage, I literally ended up in the emergency room with a strangulated bowel. Gangrene had set in and I was headed for big trouble.
That I’m writing this now means I survived the whole affair – got stronger and wiser from the experience – and all that good stuff.
The point is, that as we (individuals or nation states) navigate the tides of time, there will be moments when change is thrust upon us. We’re best off to embrace the changes and move on.
*using the 12 April 1927 (0.01 AM)/London/ chart