How To : Pluto Edition
Today's cosmic cocktail is a curious mix and like some of the best unruly combinations, one we would not think goes together. Until we taste it and nodding surprised, throw it down.
Pluto is built on the urge to purge and plonked on the past as he smothers the south node. Neptune and Mercury cuddled up in Pisces with Venus nodding nearby has kept us in the emo plunging pool with a newfound consciousness of what we are flapping about in. The darkening moon heralds the end of the first season of this year and begs we gently make space for her rebirth. So heavy as it may feel, today is circled in tears on the calendar as one of the best this year for emotional release.
And just how, pray tell, do we lift the anvil from our chest and drag the shipwrecks from our belly? Because they sure as shit are not sparking joy, their interminable weight crushing our optimism and flattening fresh hope.
Letting go, like healing, is a moment to moment wonder. Suddenly it drops or lifts, shifts or evaporates and you wonder how you dragged it around for so long. Why. Jettisoning the excess luggage is as easy or as difficult as we make it.
The chorus cries out in dissent. But this happened to me! But I've been destroyed! Well maybe but clinging to your blamestorm is the first stumbling block. Emotional release is not about what happened, the whos or hows or whys. It is only all about you relinquishing a burden you no longer wish to bear and halting an effect you do not wish to suffer. Not no more.
This engulfing emotion twists trapped in your body, so movement and somatic therapy is a boon. So too a dip in the ocean, a soak in salt, a power smudge. Breathwork is a miracle. Journalling a grand reveal and resolver. Ritual to make an artful ceremony of your potent purge, my favourite linked below. All of the above if you can wrangle it.
You are making space for what comes next and giving it somewhere clear to land. It is in your very best interest and peak self care. Drop the fight to hold on. Arch your back, open wide your arms and let it go.
Words c. Kerrie Basha 2019