Okay, I didn’t think I was going to come back. And honestly, yes, I do think that I’m going to eventually give up blogging exclusively about astrology (because, well, I don’t think I can. I keep ending up blogging about something else, like music). But I had to point out a recent discovery.
Final transits. A slow moving planet often makes three transits to a natal point (sometimes as many as five). I’ve read a bunch of opinions on the subject as to which transit is the most important (Donna Cunningham comes to mind – I love her books and articles, and I refer to them frequently).
Some say it’s the first transit. Some say it’s the last transit. Almost nobody says all that much about the middle transit, and in my experience, well, yeah. I haven’t come to any major conclusions during the middle transit of Pluto-square-natal-Sun or Saturn-conjunct-natal-Pluto. But in my recent completion of my Saturn-conjunct-natal-Pluto transit (this happened last week), I would say that the last transit had the biggest impact, and for good reason. I’ll explain.
My first transit happened a little less than a year ago, and with the transit I realized that I was not living up to my potential because I have a lot of limiting beliefs. I knew that I didn’t think I was smart enough, strong enough, a whole bunch of ‘not-enoughs.’ And I realized it wasn’t really because I was lacking in qualities, but because I didn’t believe in myself. So I embarked on a project to “Destroy My Limiting Beliefs.” Yes. Seriously. This is what I called it. I proceeded to sift through old journals, delve into the past, see what I could dig up.
It was a few weeks before my second transit that I started seeing a therapist to figure out what was going on (and I really am indebted to the friend who suggested this to me, though I think she was more concerned about my mental health…and to be fair, so was I). My private attempts were not getting me anywhere – I was too close to the situation to see what was going on.
3+ months later, after what I feel was a psychologically-hellish summer, I realize, with the help of my therapist, that almost all of my limiting beliefs comes down to family (and culture, to some degree). Most of them implanted between the ages of ten and seventeen. And now I function as if they are true, as if I really am not good enough. The realization hit home at the last transit of Saturn to Pluto, and honestly, I don’t remember any other time in my life I was as full of rage. Eventually the rage will calm down (and it had better, because it’s sapping a lot of my energy), but I now have to make a decision to emotionally break away from my past and roots if I ever want to reach my full capability as the intelligent, ambitious human being that I am.
It’s been rough. But I think I’m on the right path now.
And to come back to the original question – which transit is the most important? For this particular case, they all are. They’re part of a process…but I think I might always remember the last transit as the one that changed my life for good.