I have been transfixed this morning by the question of Chiron’s rulership. I was reading some of Barbara Hand-Clow’s ‘Liquid Light of Sex’ (another great discussion of astrology in disguise) and she referred to the fact of Chiron being struck by Achilles’ poisoned arrow in his left foot. This immediately got me thinking about rulership. The wound, archetypally therefore is entirely spiritual (Pisces) and creative (left).
Thus the wound of Chiron is represented by Chiron in Pisces, which rules the feet, a symbol of spiritual humility, of Christain compassion and of understanding and forgiveness. The opposite really of Virgo, which rules the gut, symbol of assimilation, breaking down and the critical, digestive faculty.
In keeping with Barbara Hand-Clow’s observation that Chiron is a bridging paradigm, Martin Lass concurs that really it is the polarity of Virgo and Pisces which rules Chirotic force, the rulership itself is a journey, from spiritual wounding (Pisces) to specific healing practises (Virgo). This makes sense, not least because there is a hint of oscillation wherever Chiron is found. There is an entire generation which, with Uranus in Virgo opposing Chiron in PIsces, is wrestling with this conundrum. The untransformed state is to be found in the pedantic, scientifically correct mindset that has produced a horde of computer programmers, criminologists, forensic scientists and biochemically-fixated psychologists, all fodder ready for the wounding-mechanism of Virgo which will no doubt manifest in the digestive systems of those who refuse to acknowledge the polarity point of Chiron in Pisces. With this aspect looming large in the ongoing Uranus oppositions and Saturn transit, the shit could (literally) be about to hit the fan.
Until these fanatic pseudo-scientists can learn to admit the possibility that measuring the Universe is not going to shut up those nagging doubts, that trying to find God under the microscope will do little more than give you a vague stomach-ache and that proclaiming the ironically feeble system of logic which arrogates that a lack of proof is as good as a disproof, then we remain doomed, as a generation, and as a species to simply working hard at undermining our most fundamental foundations. We poison ourselves, and record the minutiae of our detriorating symptoms in Nature magazine. We rejoice in the promotion of sickness and hope to get a Nobel Prize for our efforts. We deconstruct our last hope and crow victoriously, drowning out the sobs of misery from our entire race in the process.
The understanding of Uranus in Virgo is either childishly brittle or it is deliciously profound, but it will break and shatter until it has been tempered by the spiritual wound of Chiron. It really brings a whole new meaning to my left foot.