Hello Hades

Deviant Art of Hades and Persephone

Hello Hades, my old friend.

That's right darklings, Pluto's grind is here again as the dark lord of our underworld turns retrograde in Capricornia. Only five months to go. Unlike other rx's where we get to slow down, this actually amps Pluto's unholy purpose: to create the kind of chaos that forces us into our dark corners. We are transformed finding our way out. His retrograde takes us deeper and holds us under longer. His results can be spectacular but like Saturn (also in retrograde) he wants his particular pound of flesh.

Today he smoulders shoulder to shoulder with Mars, ensuring calamitous attention and heralding the nature of this period. No point going early. A good Pluto transit turns you into an absolute warrior but you waste precious energy fighting anyone else. The only demons to be slain are your own. So must we sigh deeply and once again turn our attention back to our fuqing shadow. It simply will not just go away so submit.

Remember the trickster nature at play in the shadowlands. You will always be able to play the victim card or point the finger at someone else. Pointlessly, interminably, endlessly. Red herrings can be both elaborate and time consuming and they abound in the house of mirrors. But even if they keep pushing you to your blessed limits - instruments of the dark lord that they are - it is still your button, your wiring, all you that they are activating.

Pluto knows that each of us can go through hell and come back utterly transformed. This is how we increase personal power and agency, that which fuels our raison d'etre. It is why he periodically takes our hand and pulls us under. But the truth remains: you cannot learn rebirth without being willing to walk through the valley of death and you cannot phoenix if you are worried about getting burned.

Dig in darklings. Pluto's benevolent chaos is aimed squarely at our foundations and fault lines. It will test your mettle and forge your very bones. Take no prisoners. Tell no lies. Don't be afraid of the dark.


Words c. Kerrie Basha, 2018

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