Chiron Into Aries

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Next cosmic cab off the evolutionary rank during this Saison du Flux is Chiron, following the moonlit path into Aries. Our wounded healer remains our emblem of overbloodycoming. Tempting as it is to see only the claret oozing and float away on a sea of tears and fingerpointing, Chiron is always far more interested in our healing. In how we rise, not what knocked us flat. In how we each alchemise that shit into gold.

In Pisces for the last seven years, we have been fairly drowning in our trauma - individually and collectively - or letting the home of delusion and drama obscure our education in the anatomy of our damage. If it is *still* everybody's else's fault, you have missed the boat. Quite frankly we are all spectacularly bored with the blame game. It's not them darkling, it is all yours.

In moving from Pisces to Aries, Chiron has traversed a couple of the most powerful points in the zodiac. The final or anaretic degree of Pisces is completion, the shift from realisation to actualisation. It may well have hit us like a tsunami as oh no not you again roared about us. Instructive, non? Welcome to your new ready set. The zero degrees point of Aries is a fiery initiation, the start line that ever engenders a fresh eyed approach.

Chiron in Aries for the next eight years brings an inherent immolation to the smoke and mirrors of our sorest spots. It invokes our inner warrior, keen to take up arms in a battle to conquer our demons. It fuels our ardent desire to get better and do better by our sweet self first, so that everyone else need not too be poisoned by our slings and arrows.

Now may we do what is being asked of us by our life and no doubt those in it as well. Get on it. Healing, like transformation, is an inside job.


Words c. Kerrie Basha, 2018