Jupiter in Scorpio ~ Impossible Things are Happening Everyday

Hey litees,

When I first began this draft, in October 2017, I was inspired by the miraculous combo of Jupiter and Pluto creating, voila!, Jupiter in Scorpio. As I reread the title, my inner snark is saying ” Look at the daily headlines, yeah the impossible is possible, lol! ”

I must admit I was quite eager for this transit to begin. Jupiter would be embracing my Scorpio stellium and amping up my health, attitude, and ability to shine. Well, maybe I will feel some of that as it retrogrades back to reach my stellium again, because it sure didn’t happen the first go round. It did expand my horizons and help me grow as a teacher and, ahem, public speaker, but fortune was fleeting as was any trace of exuberance.

I always enjoyed a good fairy tale, and my latent victim persona was smitten with Cinderella. I was the family scapegoat and wished for a fairy godmother to rescue me from my inner dungeon. But as an adult, I realize that I have to be my own rescuer and savior and conjure up the inner fire in order to ignite the flames of intention. No transit will save you from your darkest hour. It is about flow, alignment, practice, and self-love.

Today I am not really feeling it. So why am I writing about Jupiter in Scorpio then? Maybe because I rather focus on Jupiter than Chiron’s ingress into Aries,  the imminent Pluto/ Mars conjunction in Capricorn or the recent Pluto and Saturn retrogrades or the fact that vans keep driving into crowds and children are being massacred or the seasons are “acting out of character” or how exhausted I feel when I realize so much of this reality is beyond my capacity to comprehend, yet alone, master.

Besides, I accumulated all these lovely Jupiter images and I would hate for them to go to waste! The beginning of this transit began with the Harvey Weinstein fiasco that triggered the #MeToo movement. Jupiter and Pluto can result in sexual power plays that manifest as harassment, manipulation, or abuse. And yet, the transformation often appears as exposure, empowerment and justice.

(I am amazed that I was able to talk myself down from the metaphorical ledge just by typing some characters on an old laptop. I guess that’s when grace arrives…. )

This is the thing about Scorpio: the tidal waves can be experienced as exhilarating or annihilating.

Or both.

In a parallel reality. Whitney, my Pisces rising princess, is still alive and not a drug addict and is exuding magic with every note in every breath. Where little girls do not need a fairyanything to get out of toxic family systems. And they certainly do not need some man on a horse to marry them and take them to their kingdom. They can be anything they want to be and enjoy men as partners, not enslavers or exploiters or predators. In this reality we see these exaggerated archetypes displayed 24/7 as projections of our still unhealed parts. Perhaps the miracle of these times will exist in the interplay of innocence and bravery. Mars, after all, is the original ruler of Scorpio.

imagery courtesy of wikipedia.org, public domain