The sun enters my eighth house tomorrow morning for a thirty-two day stay.
A few weeks ago, I discussed the transit of the sun through my seventh house. I mentioned that I don’t really “feel” seventh house transits like I “feel” sixth house transits. In retrospect, the past few weeks have been balanced. I’ve been trying to do a little of this and a little of that in order to distract myself from my worst impulses. It works for me. Perhaps that is the lesson I need to learn from a seventh house transit.
So, what about the eighth house? Again, it’s not a place where I notice big changes occurring during sun transits. I love this time of year because everything springs back to life where I live, but I don’t notice anything profound happening. I seem to feel first house, sixth house, tenth house and twelfth house transits more acutely. Ninth house transits often bring out the most-foolish side of me. The eighth house is just another place in my chart.
Or maybe it isn’t. I’m going to pay attention to a few of the buzzwords that are associated with the eighth. Maybe there is something for me to learn about “transformation,” for instance. The so-called “balance” I achieved during the seventh house transit seems like an obvious effect now that I think about it, but it wasn’t what I expecting in month that was actually hectic and full of changes.
Perhaps I’m already transforming by reevaluating my expectations. Hmm . . .