Venus has been moving through Scorpio, which is to say—through the Underworld—and will move into Sagittarius on November 15th, and so it is not beyond my sudden realization that I have perhaps shared this post a bit too late…
But then again, maybe I haven’t.
It is within this vast darkness that Venus struggles, as it is within and through Scorpio that Venus is considered in its fall—Venusian pursuits become a bit more complicated, a bit… sticky—a bit obscured and even unknowable. Also, Venus will be moving within the sun’s light all month—and is thereby, additionally, somewhat further obscured of any inherent Venusian ventures.
As above, so below—as Venus struggles, so do we within our Venusian pursuits.
I write this post now, as opposed to earlier within Venus ingressing into Scorpio, because, quite simply, it wasn’t meant to be—as it works out that way sometimes… however, as you navigate yourself and your Scorpion-tinged symbolisms through these last several days, consider—won’t you please—some of my deeper allusions…
Upon deeper research—which Venus in Scorpio, and Scorpio in any likelihood, consider a sacred duty—I aligned all the keywords connecting both Venus and Scorpio and what remained are as follows: beans; ceramics; cypress; delinquency; diphtheria; donations; farces; gambling; generative systems/organs/diseases; genitals; immodesty; immorality; indolence; jade; laxity; leukorrhea; lewdness; nonsense; orphans; parathyroid gland; plagues; procreation; pulsatilla; pus; renewal; scandal; schemes; sensuality; sex organs; sexual intercourse; thymus gland; umbilical cord; uterus; vagina; vanity; venereal disease; vineyards; and the womb.
Many of these are quite obvious, of course—though, there were a few I had to look more deeply into… and so the rabbit hole began.
Beans? —which beans? —to which I further researched: chickpeas and garbanzo; ancient people associated chickpeas with Venus because they were said to offer medical uses such as increasing semen and milk production, inducing menstruation and urination, and helping to treat kidney stones (wikipedia.org); chickpeas are primarily used for hummus… like honey, a gift of the gods.
Cypress—this one I have delineated in a previous post…
Jade is a stone which apparently promotes a link to immortality and moral integrity.
Nonsense—and this is my only takeaway—can define ‘imprudence; insubordination or otherwise objectionable behavior…’ other origins considered nonsense to be regarded as ‘trash’, as it no longer held any meaningful or useful value… and Scorpio governs trash, compost, decay, and spoils.
Pulsatilla—this is a wildflower, otherwise known as the Pasque Flower, and is known for it being the earliest to bloom in the spring… as Persephone emerges from the Underworld.
The thymus gland—this gland is responsible in fighting disease, and thereby regenerative.
And vineyards—vineyards are apparently a symbolism of life and hope.
I suppose I’ll be honest with you—as we’re well within the sticky gooey depths of our own Underworlds, as Venus is well beyond the thick of the Underworld—I was particularly curious toward whatever leukorrhea was, and the details of pus, the umbilical cord more specifically, and the womb.
The womb is one of those profoundly mysterious spaces within… it represents both an arena of livelihood and vitality, as well as an ultimate absence, or void… it evades doctors’ best guesses or seeming know-how, it beguiles even a woman’s understanding of her own body, her own depths, her own origins… it mystifies anyone who ponders upon the almost mythic womb.
Much as we endlessly struggle to grapple with our origin stories within this lifetime.
When I consider the womb, I consider all the galaxies within the entire cosmos swirling and twinkling with life and light and lyrical lore, deeply, so-deeply set within the cervical contours within one’s own pelvic range—whatever that means—capable of sparking life, which is to say creating life, and housing life, nurturing life, building life, strengthening life, sharing and downloading entire evolutions of life, and eventually expelling life… though simultaneously, just as capable of extinguishing life.
This force of such power—within each woman—this is true Venus/Scorpio territory.
And yet, despite the Scorpionic sector of each of our nativities, male and female—this energy, and this force, tend to blatantly confound and confuse us… this power turns victim to misunderstandings, misconstructions, and misusage of energetic capabilities.
The womb is a force field—it is not necessarily a place… or it is a place that no one has ever rightly found or proven its whereabouts.
Do we only possess a womb when ‘with child’?
In this day and age—it isn’t even silly to ponder: do men possess a symbolic womb?
The womb is a force field—it is its own wormhole.
The umbilical cord, particularly religiously, is regarded as ‘a living cord that never be severed… He is always there, however, you must acknowledge, confess, believe, and repent.’ Further, the umbilical cord, energetically speaking, is a center of anxiety, and a possible gate to illness. There are endless examples of umbilical cord rituals around the world over—each in their own foreign and questionable ways—each with their own version of meaning and spiritualism, each linked in their own way to either God, or toward that which is beyond, to All That Is.
Between on, and off. Between plugged in, and unplugged. With Scorpio, there is no middle ground and with Venus, like fortunes, we either have or have-not.
The umbilical cord, either way, represents the tie between child and mother, between life and potential death, between nourishment and bonding, between self and other.
The umbilical cord, then, it is unsurprising, should have so many ceremonies and ritual.
The umbilical cord is, perhaps, the portal to the wormhole.
Pus is, however, off-putting or gross, though much like blood—an agent for healing… when the body has been damaged in a number of ways—the visible spotting of pus is something to actually celebrate, as it assuages the wound with antibodies and simultaneously flushes out any remaining threat or disease… and I suppose this is why it’s so unsightly—it’s the bodies yuck being oozed out.
Still, blood is the sustenance of life—and many people still cringe at the sight of it, nevertheless.
And leukorrhea… as far as I’m able to understand, it is quite the ideal mixture of Venus and Scorpio, as it is the vulva’s way of keeping clean, maintaining a healthy pH, and simultaneously supporting the vaginal walls upon potential opportunities for intercourse, as this is the scientific term for what is more commonly known as ‘discharge’… which, again, much like pus, enables our bodies to prepare to accomplish something quite magical—be it fighting off germs or disease, or engaging in intercourse, the physical manifestation for life and love, either for pleasure or procreation.
My point in all of this—is that when Venus moves through Scorpio, through the Underworld, as we tend to follow, this is where we tend to learn, explore, and discover that some of the darkest, ugliest, messiest, yuckiest, and nastiest occurrences and realities can—and are—beautiful and creative and magical in their own ways… Venus allows these darker matters to claim honor, and meaning, necessity, and power.
There has been a heavy emphasis on Scorpio symbolisms this year, with Venus, the sun and Mercury traversing in tight tandem, which would typically suggest very Scorpio-related things manifesting and emerging and being questioned more deeply, such as a need for deep self-analysis, reconnecting to instincts and fears, purging that which is toxic, ugly and/or painful memories, matters of life and death and decay and rebirth, and otherwise overall inner work transformation—you know, the easy stuff (wink)
Venus leads these tandem movements… and thereby establishes the ground rules, the boundaries, and the structures of response while navigating through Scorpio, meaning that that precious place within that was recently resurrected or discovered through the superior conjunction with the sun through that anaretic degree of Libra—that precious place within yourself where your head and heart overlap—which is to say where your higher mind and heart-center overlap—that this has been leading the way through a particularly tricky, sticky journey within… leading the way through the pus and muck, through the metaphorical umbilical cord, into the endless womb of the cosmos… and unknowable depths of potential.
The sun will closely follow Venus through the thick of November and has been naturally shining a bright light upon our inner spaces and outer surroundings alike, highlighting anything that skitters away back into the darkness—which will ultimately need to be dealt with… and the eclipsed energies have likely assisted you in identifying these.
In short review, Venus opposed Uranus on November 5th at 17*04’ and squared Saturn on the 6th at 18*47’, re-triggering the ongoing Saturn/Uranus narrative that has been playing itself out since 2021—re-triggering, for you, in ways unique to you through however this narrative has been active within your personal reality…
These degrees, specifically, regard ‘transfiguration’ and ‘channelship’, respectively, according to astrologer Dane Rudhyar—which is to say that our Venusian motivations are likely experiencing challenges with change, and the evolution of things moving forward—particularly when these changing things are beyond your control or preference; your fundamental needs and personal values are also changing—either being upgraded, or otherwise being challenged for remaining the same through new experiences… and through these inherent and inevitable changes, these motivations are then being further challenged through the new landscaping inevitably involved throughout all of these changes—requiring new boundaries, new expectations, new limitations, and new potentials.
Perhaps this represents the metaphorical thymus gland, overworking its process?
Next, Venus connected to Neptune through a lovely trine, on November 10th, through 22*49’, which is a degree that describes what Rudhyar referred to as ‘transubstantiation’, which is to say ‘the changing of one substance into another’, much as how the semen fertilizes the egg and it becomes a zygote, then a morula, which becomes a blastocyst, then this evolves into an embryo, and then, eventually, a fetus which needs to be birthed… this term, however—it’s a fancy and unnecessarily, even religiously associated way to describe change occurring through a most deeply embedded layer of being.
Which, much more simply, is to say—that you have likely been undergoing some severely personal self-transformations and transitions, since Venus has been moving through Scorpio…
Finally, Venus will connect to Jupiter stationing to move directly once more, by trine, on November 15th, through 28*56’, just before moving on into Sagittarius… this degree regards ‘intercession’, which defines ‘an interposing or pleading on behalf of another’, as through prayer, or veto. This degree ‘speaks to the fact that individuals must sometimes sacrifice or subordinate their personal needs and desires to those of the group, and that the group in turn has an obligation to safeguard the welfare of all…’ which, if I’m being unapologetically honest, seems to refer, however, to the very necessary pus of a circumstance—however unsightly.
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