Today: a break from my usual blogging at Astrologydating.com for a more personal take on how transits work:
Off and on since late 2009 (and mostly on), transiting Saturn in Virgo has been squaring my natal Jupiter, and for most of that time, Uranus has been opposing that Saturn, and (in turn) squaring my natal Jupiter from the other side of the sky. This has all made for a lot of ups and downs in my personal fortunes and my general satisfaction levels with life, and if you've been reading this blog for a while, you know I've griped about Saturn in Virgo transits before.
Because of retrogrades, a lot of transits come in three parts: transit, retrograde back, then the transiting planet goes forward and does it for a third and final time. With a difficult transit, it's a little like being hit by a truck, then the truck backs over you, then the truck takes off and runs you over again while it drives away. And admittedly, that's what my Saturn situation has felt like.
Yesterday the final peak of the Saturn transit passed the point where it squared my Jupiter for the last time. It was a day of significant mixed feelings for me. I usually advice my clients to review what happened in their lives when they reach this point in a troublesome outer-planet transit. So I spent a good couple of hours yesterday, looking at the results of the last year and a half or so had gotten me in my life.
Part of me was pleased that I had played the karmic hand I had been dealt as well as I have. And, after all, I'm still alive... and how can you complain about that?
On the other hand... part of me kept hearing David Byrne, from about the 2:30 mark of "Once In A Lifetime," saying "my God, what have I done?" over and over again...
The lesson is this: Life always give you enough rope to hang on to, and enough to hang yourself with. The choice is yours.