A couple of months ago I published a post when Mars entered my eighth house. In that post, I included a passage that I called an “everything but the kitchen sink” interpretation of the transit. I also mentioned that I like to call the eighth house “the house of inevitabilities.”
The reason that I’m bringing that up the day before Mars moves into my ninth house is this: I’m more confident than ever in characterizing the eighth house in that manner.
I’ve spent much of the last couple of months thinking about the second half of my life. I’m fifty-five years old, but I don’t feel old at all. My father just turned ninety and my mother just turned eighty-two. They’re doing fine for their age. However, they do have some health issues that they likely inherited from their parents. I’ve been educating myself about those problems while trying to understand how they might impact me in the future.
While my health and well-being are always on my mind, I can’t remember if I’ve ever been so concerned about the “inevitabilities” of my genetic makeup. Having Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto in my fourth house of roots has likely turned my attention to where I’ve come from, but having Mars in the eighth house has actually made me direct my energy into assessing my current state of fitness. I got new glasses even though I actually got my prescription updated last June. I had a minor surgical procedure to remove a cyst from the back of my head. I actually bought a fancy scale that measures all sorts of things and sends that information to my tablet. I visited a doctor who sent me to a lab so that they could perform a whole battery of tests based upon my father’s health history. I even started modifying my exercise routine in the gym to reflect the fact that I’m not getting any younger. I’m doing longer sets with lighter weights. I haven’t made a change like that to my routine in three decades.
It’s all very interesting to see this happening, but not at all surprising. I could chalk it all up to the aforementioned outer planet transits through my fourth house, or assign importance to this past weekend’s meeting of the sun, Venus and Chiron in my sixth house. But now that I think about it, this Mars transit that ends tomorrow corresponds almost exactly with my current obsession with my health. It’s also provided me with a whole new way to look at my eighth house, and to be honest, it has provided me with even more reasons to believe in the superiority of the Placidus house system.
And now it’s time for another change. Let’s see what Mars has in store for me while it moves through my ninth house . . .