Come Hither, Pluto ~ January 26, 2008


Today the sign of Capricorn coaxed Pluto into its courtyard. This marks a new era in consciousness that lasts through 2024 when Pluto immigrates to Aquarius for the final time in this orbital cycle. As with any Pluto sign change, it’s a huge shift fraught with the need for impeccable clarity and consciousness upon the part of humans giving the passage personalized meaning.


For weeks, I’ve been wondering what to say about the emergence of Pluto into the aqua-terrarium of the sign of the goatfish. I’m not quite as gloom and doom and it’s got to stay conservative as many of my peers are. This week, while appearing to dive to the depths of Sedna’s deep sea Davey Jones locker, the stock market turned itself about. That roller coaster ride has just begun to reach the fun part of the tracks. Stay tuned all ye speculators...


Anyway, last night before bed I stared at a picture of the black hole in the Galactic Center from a book entitled The Galactic Supermassive Black Hole bearing a caption, “Meet the Monster of the Milky Way.” Maybe it comes from my natal Pisces rising, or last night perhaps the fever accompanying the bout of flu, but the images of the day lingered in my nocturnal dream state with amazing profundity. As I drifted off to sleep, I did ponder Pluto’s recent passage to the Galactic Center and his forthcoming emergence into Capricorn, that is, assuming that all things done by Pluto are intentionally based and thus, forthcoming.


During the night I dreamt about being guided to an amazing position at the edge of our galaxy, looking in at the core. The view before me had the benefit of computer animation, so I could position the galactic poles and equator however I wanted to enhance all points of view and thus, create unlimited perspective. Now, in this dream, I had an invisible companion... no doubt an astronomical master and one who knew the true galactic picture. He carried on a dialogue with me asking many rhetorical questions such as: What if all we know is wrong? What if our perception of the galactic view was off by five degrees? How would we reset belief systems if a major flaw in the foundation of thinking was discovered? Heavy stuff.


I awoke with my cat’s paw tapping my nose. It was too early to stumble out of bed in the dark for her morning feeding. Did she wake me because the congestion in my head caused alien sounding snores to emanate from my not so resting body? Was I thrashing about on the edge of a re-visionary galactic spin? It’s hard to know. What I do know is that I held the idea of how can we forget what has been etched into our consciousness especially if it does not serve our greater agendas and fill our intentional life direction with positive fervor? A concept I used years ago came to mind. Dissolve images, beliefs and notions, allowing new information to arrive that resets the thinking. Some of the same doctrines may return, but with a refreshed view of their authenticity. Other doctrines fall to superior notions. It works in real life, too. Richard Branson proudly held a model of the first aircraft to be flown by Virgin Galactic - the first airline to transport the general populace past the boundary of the edge of space. In the press coverage reporters described the space ship as a cross between a corporate jet and something out of science fiction. Exactly! As Pluto changes signs and having recently crossed the Galactic Center - a point prevalent in first flight - a morphogenation of an aircraft/spaceship appears. Yes, I made up that word. If making up words is good enough for the President of the United States, it’s good enough for me.


All right, enough of that. So what’s the average, slugging it out to get by in real life person supposed to do with all this anyway? Resisting Pluto’s sign change is as futile as not wanting it to ever be tomorrow. Go out to the night sky and locate a familiar constellation, preferably something like the Big Dipper, Orion or the Southern Cross. Stare at the stars until the linking lines between those stars etched in your mind disappear and you see free floating stars with no connection to one another. Take your time. It could take several nights running of extended sky viewing episodes. Be gentle with yourself. This is not an easy task - nor is the task of dissolving notions that occupy every nook and cranny inside the odd shapes in one’s brain.


Once the stars free themselves from these infused images, find a spot in the sky that summons your attention. Select a series of stars and define a personal constellation. Draw a picture; you’ll want this later. Assign a symbol to the constellation. Create a mythology that aligns with the agenda you wish to accomplish for this next generation of Pluto. Take a moment to review primal images of the sign to which Pluto leases his transformative powers. Capricorn’s name comes from the root word caprus, meaning goat-like. So too, does capricious(ness) base in the same root. Truly, it remains the birthright of every Capricorn to be whimsical, fanciful... even fickle. Let us also recall that a twenty-degree overlap occurs between the placement of the physical constellations of Capricorn and Aquarius, symbolically suggesting that each wild Aquarian possesses a conservative side and inside every cautious Capricorn is a unique off the wall spirit seeking expression. If you draw yourself a constellation that keeps your feet on the ground and supports the loftiest of your galactic inspirations and you dissolve all beliefs contrary to your stated intentions that describe your destiny profile in life, you just might have it all nailed.


While Pluto hoarded the gems of his Underworld domain, every now and then he’d take quite a liking to a mortal walking the surface of Earth above. He would appear from the darkness of his world and reward the mortal with a gem of extraordinary value. He loves passionate people. He loves those who dare to risk and forge and pioneer. He favors those of great gonadic fortitude and he blesses all who function with clear intent on the path of knowing what lies beyond that barrier known as transformation. It might be worth keeping in mind that the planet Pluto first appeared to human consciousness while the Sun resided in the sign of Aquarius, as it does now.


When dark shadows emerge from dreamland and/or the shade of the psyche, dare you whisper (or is that wimper?), “Come hither, Pluto?”