The Big Sky Astroblog

Always writing something.

The Big Sky Astroblog

Always writing something.

 

Episode 8 | Saturn and Pluto Need a Party

So far, our planet appears to have narrowly survived the Week That Will Live In Infamy, and the Sun decides Saturn and Pluto need a party. April and Jen use Venus entering Pisces as an opportunity to spread the loving gospel of Mister Rogers, and April assures Jen that Mercury is far more excellent in Aquarius than seems plausible. This week’s Moonwatch segment is brought to you by the Last Quarter Moon in Libra and April and Jen humming doo-doo-doo. Plus: Bob Ross, people. Bob. Ross. Click here for complete show notes and transcript!

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Episode 7 | Saturn and Pluto Go to The Repair Shop

It’s an epic week in the Big Sky, and April and Jen bring you the down-low on the up-high: Jupiter meets the South Node, Uranus brings extra tumult to a highly-charged Lunar Eclipse, and we sound a final “all aboard” for the S.S. Saturn/Pluto Conjunction. Plus: more new (fictional) sponsors than you can shake a stick at, and April takes any opportunity to discuss her latest TV obsession. CLICK THE TITLE OF THE POST FOR SHOW NOTES AND TRANSCRIPT!

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Cancer Solar Eclipse: Who’s Driving?

“Going deep” is unquestionably one of the assignments for this Solar Eclipse, with the Sun and Moon in Cancer exactly opposite Pluto in Capricorn. Pluto symbolizes the necessary functions of tearing down, rooting out decay, and winnowing out weakness. But sometimes, its destructive side gets out of control.

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Pluto: Go Deeper

“Transcendence” is a word astrologers commonly use to talk about Pluto’s transits and its aspects to other planets in the birth chart. But before we can hope to transcend a situation, we must first commit to being full engaged in it. When Pluto is involved, this commitment carries some risk….

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Pluto rolling over

I’m fearful today. That’s part of the Pluto journey. I don’t intend to rush, whistling, past the graveyard, desperately seeking comfort, redemption, or even wisdom. Instead, I’ve pulled up a low, hard bench in the middle of the cemetery. I’m listening to a cool wind in the trees, rustling the leaves of panic, confusion, grief, and rage. I’m sitting shiva with Pluto.

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