posted September 30, 2015 01:17 AM            

I have 3H Libra (Scorpio cusp) Pluto in a stellium (includes sun). This, including Pluto, is sextile to my 5H Sag stellium that includes moon, Mars, Uranus, Neptune, and some asteroids (including Eros). Note that Mars-Uranus can be volatile, and moon-Neptune can create all sorts of inspirations, from the phantasmal to the spiritually enlightening, and all of this combines and is sextile to my Pluto.

In 1995, Pluto entered Sagittarius. How did it effect my stellium, and did being sextile to my natal Pluto make a difference?

I don't know, but this was also when I kicked a boy in the face who wouldn't stop goosing me and for someone right about my 13th birthday I defended my actions to the principal with surprising candor (though I'd say this is because the principal was just being knee jerk without a thought and probably wasn't used to girls simultaneously sassing him while using precocious logic, including my Libra stellium going lawyer on him ). And then I'd be locked up for months in an abusive mental ward that came real close to breaking me (and I consider it sheer luck that got me out before it did), my parents would divorce, I'd find peace living with Granny on the farm again (and my cousin also gave me shrooms which inspired visions and apparently the ability to hear thoughts while I was tripping on them--and that's what others said, including one sober guy, I remember it as them speaking out loud) only to have that suddenly yanked out from under my feet, and I knew I couldn't go back to Granny's because Dad's family would report my presence to Dad who'd stop paying child support, which would get Mom to call the cops to enforce the court's ruling as she wanted her child support back that she didn't even spend on me.

(If I'd been smarter back then I'd have chosen to live with Dad on the condition that he let me live with Granny, he'd have done it. But Granny didn't think of that plan either, nor did Dad who was trying to figure out how to bribe me to live with him in a way that would cost less than it would be to pay child support. Granted, as I was prevented for speaking for myself in court it might have been a moot point anyway, but maybe Dad's lawyer could've pulled some trick if they realized what I really wanted. My intense Sag/Libra energies with splash of Scorpio SHOULD have thought of it, even if I was only 14 at the time. But then if I had then I wouldn't have risen from my own ashes like a phoenix...)

And then adding to the loss I joined my BFF (and astro-twin, though she was born on the Scorpio side of the cusp rather than Libra) in running away from home where the precious skateboard I took with me to the streets that made me feel a connection with Granny (as she gave it to me on my 14th birthday) was stolen and I saw people brutalized and who died, fought off an abduction attempt, was saved when a guy doped me up by other kids which was a disturbing experience given the hallucinations and memory loss (glad that I was with others who said I just seemed tired and distracted), saw a side of the cops that alienated me completely (added on to everything else I'd experienced with the system) that made me realize that I was alone in the world. Sure, we'd joined a krew of mostly runaways, but I had to be profitable, just as I had to be profitable to my mother for her to even want me.

There was my BFF...until she died. At that point I gave up and was going to attempt suicide, but a guy stopped me...and I had a vision of Freya that changed me and my attitude, that made me realize I had the power to make my own fate, no matter how much the adults/giants thought they could ruin and dominate my world, and it was a change in attitude that was noticed fast as I discovered my own power and became much more assertive (in short, my moon-Neptune sparked my Mars-Uranus while Pluto was transiting that natal stellium, and presumably this had an effect on events).

I'd spoken with a skinhead girl and I'd made some comments that to me were casual observations but were profound to her that inspired her to leave her skinhead boyfriend and later join my krew...with a black girlfriend who had left HER abusive racist boyfriend as well. Though before I knew this I was confronted by 3 skinheads, each bigger than me, who made accusations of what I'd done to her head and I had no idea what they were talking about, just that they weren't letting me go to the bathroom...so in addition to the grief, loss, and all else I was enduring, I (or perhaps my Sag moon-Neptune being transited by Pluto) was like "What would Freya do?" And picked up a chair and slammed it into one before attacking the other two and had the advantage of complete and total surprise.

(Outside observers said I was like a cat all over them, moving so fast, every time they knocked me back I was up instantly at them again, and my spiked rings drew blood so it really was like I was clawing them. The punks and my Krew thought it was hilarious, in part because it was so unexpected and how shocked and horrified the 3 were that I was tearing them apart, especially as so many of their punk rivals and my Krew were rushing forward to watch this fight, and no doubt jump in had they gained the upper hand, so the only smart thing for them to do was run away as they did, no matter how humiliating it was for them. I wonder if they'd feel better to know Pluto was transiting my Sag stellium at the time, which included Mars-Uranus? )

I ended up drawing a lot of attention to myself and making some enemies (but also had friends who thought I was the coolest), and also chased off a grown man who tried to rape me in a garage parking lot. Eventually I'd return home only to find Mom hadn't even reported me missing for fear of losing her child support and Dad never did realize I was gone (I'd been gone about 6 months and it was a little after my 16th birthday when I'd returned, no Sweet Sixten for me). And when I returned to school who then realized Mom had lied about my going back to Granny's, they didn't call any social services or ask me about it, it was sheer interrogation, and given that I ran away before the end of the last school year (but with excellent grades) they weren't sure what to do with me. They ended up putting me in an adaptive behavior class that was a lot like in school suspension.

While my questions always bothered many teachers, now I was more streetwise and cynical and was able to argue faculty in ways that they weren't ready for and could leave them flabbergasted...or even outraged (like telling a teacher if she wants respect then she'd better show respect, and asking the principal why he let the jocks get away with breaking all the rules when they were losing most of their games). When the cheerleaders who liked to bully girl loners made the mistake of choosing me as their next victim while I was off writing poetry waiting for the bus to take us home, I wasn't even scared. I thought "I've fought male skinheads and won, I'm not about to let some sheltered suburban ******* bully me around." I actually expected to be hurt (but then I'd jumped into mosh pits so it's not like that was too great an issue for me) as I realized the cheerleaders were athletically honed (just as I was) and they outnumbered me, the key was to make sure to hurt them bad enough that I wasn't worth messing with again. As it turned out they were as shocked as the skinheads, and none of the other cheerleaders jumped in (other than to shout at me) as I tore into the head cheerleader who wasn't able to cheer for awhile after I was done with her. (Her jock boyfriend punched me really hard in saving her so that I couldn't talk straight the next day but I was still able to confound the principal by neutralizing all his arguments and making my own that he couldn't counter other than some meaningless words to me about "school spirit.")

Before the school year was out I ran again because the school was about to put me back into that abusive mental ward that I was first put into when Pluto first entered Sag. And so I hitchhiked from Texas to California which was something that terrified me and I was resigned to the fact I was going to be sexually abused on the way and yet turned out to be a marvelous, exciting adventure (and no sex abuse, at least not on the journey itself).

After a few more trials, and turning age 17, I was taken in by well meaning outlaws who completely turned my life around and fostered a love of philosophy and education in me as well as athletic endeavors (including archery and sharpshooting), all appropriate to Sag. I overcame some lingering mental scars and met all sorts of people from various backgrounds, learning what I could but not afraid to question or challenge them if I had to, or if they pushed me. And then there was the occult angle (again Pluto transiting moon-Neptune) which is also where I first read books by Linda Goodman, btw. There were still some "growing pains" that I guess lasted until I was 19 by then I'd say I'd fully risen from my own ashes like a phoenix, having been stripped of everything and then rebuilding myself and knowing that whatever comes, I can handle it. (Granted, I can still die, just as my astro-twin did, but there's a liberation in accepting that, and as one occult and martial arts mentor told me when I was 17, one can't truly embrace the joy of life until one accepts that life is going to end, and I knew what she meant.)

posted September 30, 2015 06:41 AM            

The result is often that people react(sometimes in as far as the individual is concerned "over react) to what the person says and does.

There is a tendency for people to be distrusting of the native around this time. And always read something between the lines that can either be implied or contained.

I have found that Pluto transits subject one to scrutiny/appraisal. Sometimes heavily so...

With Pluto in Capricorn currently,the key word now is "reputation".

Those who have a personal planets in Cardinal signs Cap,Lib,Cancer,Aries are likely facing the most scrutiny.

In my case,I have a grand T-cross of Moon(Cancer),Mercury(Cap),Mars(Lib),Asc (Aries) and I really do feel that in this period of my life, my words/actions are being heavily critiqued.

Fall-outs are intense and most of my feuds/standoffs are publicized(Pluto).

When Pluto arcs to conjunct the MC,it'll be time to learn that "I" am the only one who can be my own boss:To take control of my life- so to speak- by either changing my personal direction completely or adapting to a radically new and permanent situation.

For someone who has a personal planet in Cap,their competence may be focused upon(heavily).

Around this time, people may attribute certain undesirable things to the native. And this period is key to them keeping their dignity/reputation in tact.

When Pluto blows over and they have survived the crucifixion and come off vindicated, they will be seen as "survivors" -even "legends"

posted September 30, 2015 09:05 AM            

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Originally posted by PixieJane:
Speculation and observation on my part...

I have 3H Libra (Scorpio cusp) Pluto in a stellium (includes sun). This, including Pluto, is sextile to my 5H Sag stellium that includes moon, Mars, Uranus, Neptune, and some asteroids (including Eros). Note that Mars-Uranus can be volatile, and moon-Neptune can create all sorts of inspirations, from the phantasmal to the spiritually enlightening, and all of this combines and is sextile to my Pluto.

In 1995, Pluto entered Sagittarius. How did it effect my stellium, and did being sextile to my natal Pluto make a difference?

I don't know, but this was also when I kicked a boy in the face who wouldn't stop goosing me and for someone right about my 13th birthday I defended my actions to the principal with surprising candor (though I'd say this is because the principal was just being knee jerk without a thought and probably wasn't used to girls simultaneously sassing him while using precocious logic, including my Libra stellium going lawyer on him ). And then I'd be locked up for months in an abusive mental ward that came real close to breaking me (and I consider it sheer luck that got me out before it did), my parents would divorce, I'd find peace living with Granny on the farm again (and my cousin also gave me shrooms which inspired visions and apparently the ability to hear thoughts while I was tripping on them--and that's what others said, including one sober guy, I remember it as them speaking out loud) only to have that suddenly yanked out from under my feet, and I knew I couldn't go back to Granny's because Dad's family would report my presence to Dad who'd stop paying child support, which would get Mom to call the cops to enforce the court's ruling as she wanted her child support back that she didn't even spend on me.

(If I'd been smarter back then I'd have chosen to live with Dad on the condition that he let me live with Granny, he'd have done it. But Granny didn't think of that plan either, nor did Dad who was trying to figure out how to bribe me to live with him in a way that would cost less than it would be to pay child support. Granted, as I was prevented for speaking for myself in court it might have been a moot point anyway, but maybe Dad's lawyer could've pulled some trick if they realized what I really wanted. My intense Sag/Libra energies with splash of Scorpio SHOULD have thought of it, even if I was only 14 at the time. But then if I had then I wouldn't have risen from my own ashes like a phoenix...)

And then adding to the loss I joined my BFF (and astro-twin, though she was born on the Scorpio side of the cusp rather than Libra) in running away from home where the precious skateboard I took with me to the streets that made me feel a connection with Granny (as she gave it to me on my 14th birthday) was stolen and I saw people brutalized and who died, fought off an abduction attempt, was saved when a guy doped me up by other kids which was a disturbing experience given the hallucinations and memory loss (glad that I was with others who said I just seemed tired and distracted), saw a side of the cops that alienated me completely (added on to everything else I'd experienced with the system) that made me realize that I was alone in the world. Sure, we'd joined a krew of mostly runaways, but I had to be profitable, just as I had to be profitable to my mother for her to even want me.

There was my BFF...until she died. At that point I gave up and was going to attempt suicide, but a guy stopped me...and I had a vision of Freya that changed me and my attitude, that made me realize I had the power to make my own fate, no matter how much the adults/giants thought they could ruin and dominate my world, and it was a change in attitude that was noticed fast as I discovered my own power and became much more assertive (in short, my moon-Neptune sparked my Mars-Uranus while Pluto was transiting that natal stellium, and presumably this had an effect on events).

I'd spoken with a skinhead girl and I'd made some comments that to me were casual observations but were profound to her that inspired her to leave her skinhead boyfriend and later join my krew...with a black girlfriend who had left HER abusive racist boyfriend as well. Though before I knew this I was confronted by 3 skinheads, each bigger than me, who made accusations of what I'd done to her head and I had no idea what they were talking about, just that they weren't letting me go to the bathroom...so in addition to the grief, loss, and all else I was enduring, I (or perhaps my [b]Sag moon-Neptune being transited by Pluto) was like "What would Freya do?" And picked up a chair and slammed it into one before attacking the other two and had the advantage of complete and total surprise.

(Outside observers said I was like a cat all over them, moving so fast, every time they knocked me back I was up instantly at them again, and my spiked rings drew blood so it really was like I was clawing them. The punks and my Krew thought it was hilarious, in part because it was so unexpected and how shocked and horrified the 3 were that I was tearing them apart, especially as so many of their punk rivals and my Krew were rushing forward to watch this fight, and no doubt jump in had they gained the upper hand, so the only smart thing for them to do was run away as they did, no matter how humiliating it was for them. I wonder if they'd feel better to know Pluto was transiting my Sag stellium at the time, which included Mars-Uranus? )

I ended up drawing a lot of attention to myself and making some enemies (but also had friends who thought I was the coolest), and also chased off a grown man who tried to rape me in a garage parking lot. Eventually I'd return home only to find Mom hadn't even reported me missing for fear of losing her child support and Dad never did realize I was gone (I'd been gone about 6 months and it was a little after my 16th birthday when I'd returned, no Sweet Sixten for me). And when I returned to school who then realized Mom had lied about my going back to Granny's, they didn't call any social services or ask me about it, it was sheer interrogation, and given that I ran away before the end of the last school year (but with excellent grades) they weren't sure what to do with me. They ended up putting me in an adaptive behavior class that was a lot like in school suspension.

While my questions always bothered many teachers, now I was more streetwise and cynical and was able to argue faculty in ways that they weren't ready for and could leave them flabbergasted...or even outraged (like telling a teacher if she wants respect then she'd better show respect, and asking the principal why he let the jocks get away with breaking all the rules when they were losing most of their games). When the cheerleaders who liked to bully girl loners made the mistake of choosing me as their next victim while I was off writing poetry waiting for the bus to take us home, I wasn't even scared. I thought "I've fought male skinheads and won, I'm not about to let some sheltered suburban ******* bully me around." I actually expected to be hurt (but then I'd jumped into mosh pits so it's not like that was too great an issue for me) as I realized the cheerleaders were athletically honed (just as I was) and they outnumbered me, the key was to make sure to hurt them bad enough that I wasn't worth messing with again. As it turned out they were as shocked as the skinheads, and none of the other cheerleaders jumped in (other than to shout at me) as I tore into the head cheerleader who wasn't able to cheer for awhile after I was done with her. (Her jock boyfriend punched me really hard in saving her so that I couldn't talk straight the next day but I was still able to confound the principal by neutralizing all his arguments and making my own that he couldn't counter other than some meaningless words to me about "school spirit.")

Before the school year was out I ran again because the school was about to put me back into that abusive mental ward that I was first put into when Pluto first entered Sag. And so I hitchhiked from Texas to California which was something that terrified me and I was resigned to the fact I was going to be sexually abused on the way and yet turned out to be a marvelous, exciting adventure (and no sex abuse, at least not on the journey itself).

After a few more trials, and turning age 17, I was taken in by well meaning outlaws who completely turned my life around and fostered a love of philosophy and education in me as well as athletic endeavors (including archery and sharpshooting), all appropriate to Sag. I overcame some lingering mental scars and met all sorts of people from various backgrounds, learning what I could but not afraid to question or challenge them if I had to, or if they pushed me. And then there was the occult angle (again Pluto transiting moon-Neptune) which is also where I first read books by Linda Goodman, btw. There were still some "growing pains" that I guess lasted until I was 19 by then I'd say I'd fully risen from my own ashes like a phoenix, having been stripped of everything and then rebuilding myself and knowing that whatever comes, I can handle it. (Granted, I can still die, just as my astro-twin did, but there's a liberation in accepting that, and as one occult and martial arts mentor told me when I was 17, one can't truly embrace the joy of life until one accepts that life is going to end, and I knew what she meant.)

So yeah, I was stripped of my power only to find it within...and coincidence or not, the process began almost immediately after Pluto started transiting my Sag stellium (sextile natal Pluto). [/B]

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Geez-o-flip. Thank you for sharing such sensitive personal information.

All this happened during a pluto sextile to your stellium? I'd really like to see your chart and have dates for transits and secondary progressions when all this happened! Let me know if you'd like to share, I'll give you my email.

posted September 30, 2015 01:10 PM            

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Originally posted by wheresthemoon:
All this happened during a pluto sextile to your stellium? I'd really like to see your chart and have dates for transits and secondary progressions when all this happened! Let me know if you'd like to share, I'll give you my email.

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I have 2 stelliums: 3H Libra, and 5H Sag.

The transit I shared was when Pluto transited Sag. But my natal Pluto is part of my Libra stellium, not Sag, yet is sextile to the Sag stellium. That means Pluto was transiting my Sag stellium, sextile my Libra stellium (which includes my Libra Pluto). I don't know what affect this had on the transit.

Much of what I shared is an observation. I hadn't thought about it before. I thought of the time in my life when I was stripped of all hope and sometimes power and then found my own in defiance of it all, and felt stronger for it rather than broken. Obviously, what I shared is just a summary, and often me "thinking out loud on how this applies." And when I realized that this started right after the transit began then I thought perhaps it applies.

If you want more details, I don't think I mind sharing. As today and tomorrow are very busy for me it might take me a couple of days to respond...even if I respond to something on LL I don't check that email account every day...and right now I'm also exchanging some intense emails with someone else on that account so it might actually take more than a couple of days for me to get back (this is all a guesstimate and I don't want you to worry if I don't reply right away).

You cannot share your email on LL as it's against the rules (and I'm not certain when I'd see it anyway)

However, I'll post instructions on how to email me in the next post.

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Originally posted by wheresthemoon:
I am going through Pluto transits right now. It's been going back and forth between my natal Uranus and Neptune and squaring my sun for about a year now. I've definitely felt powerless because of external events at times. But I also feel like I'm finding my power...being refined in the fire. I think I'll be tough as nails when I get out of this. Definitely feeling the death and rebirth part of Pluto. It's been rough.

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I could also go into my Saturn return...at one point my Pluto (in Cappie) squared Saturn (in Libra). Life was not fun then.

posted September 30, 2015 01:17 PM            

Right (mouse) click on my name and select "Copy Email Address." This will copy my email address (though you won't see it).

Then go to your email account and prepare to send a new email. Then paste my email within the part to "To" (that is where it's to be emailed to).

posted September 30, 2015 02:11 PM            

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Originally posted by PixieJane:
To email me, go to Divine Diversities (at the bottom of all the forums, or click here) and on the top left hand side under the logo with lion & lamb you'll see this:

Right (mouse) click on my name and select "Copy Email Address." This will copy my email address (though you won't see it).

Then go to your email account and prepare to send a new email. Then paste my email within the part to "To" (that is where it's to be emailed to).

That's it!

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posted October 01, 2015 02:12 AM            

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Originally posted by NeptunianSag:
Does Pluto strip away ones power in order to find their own?

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Authentic personal empowerment is never stripped away. To do so would be without purpose, since empowerment is the entire purpose to start with.

What Pluto challenges in our development through its transits/prog, is false ego-based empowerment. It challenges us to draw from deeper within ourselves.

I have often likened it to remodeling. You don't just tear down a wall for no reason. Nor does someone else come in and tear down walls in your home to make them the way they think they should be. Something is torn down because it is inadequate or is holding back improvement.

Pluto works similarly.