Chiron Returning Yet Again.

"Some stories are true that never happened." - Elie Weisel

We all carry a wound.
Some carry many.
Healed or still raw,
they are our soft spots.
We shield those places,
that are delicate, fragile.
We build walls around them
to protect them, and prevent
them from being knocked.
For although old wounds
mend and leave their scars,
Sometimes just the tiniest touch,
can open them up again.
And all the pain,
can come flooding back.
As if it had never been gone.



Transiting Sun and Chiron on my Natal Chiron (0 Pisces).

See my other entries written when my Natal Chiron was being transited.

Image and words - Susannah Bec.

Transit to Chiron

Lately, I have been unsettled by the shadows
those fleeting glimpses at the periphery of my vision
for there seem to be ghosts living in the corner of my eye...

Copyright - Susannah Bec 2010

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Pisces Full Moon - Time For Forgiveness

"Forgiveness is a rebirth of hope, a reorganization of thought,
and a reconstruction of dreams. Once forgiving begins, dreams can be rebuilt.
When forgiving is complete, meaning has been extracted from the worst of
experiences and used to create a new set of moral rules and a new
interpretation of life’s events." - Beverly Flanigan

I opened the door and there you were
Just as I had left you so long ago

The frozen moment immortalised
still replaying. . . over and over

But, now I am here again
to tell you I am sorry

to ask you to
forgive
me

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This Pisces full Moon conjuncts Chiron (and falls on my natal Chiron).

Image and words by Susannah Bec.

Musings on Chiron

I have been thinking about Chiron lately, as transiting Jupiter has just moved into conjunction with my natal Chiron at 0 degrees Pisces.

Observation: As it was approaching, I felt a pressing of my 'soft spot' while empathising with a dear friend who had suffered a loss, within moments my almost forgotton wound opened up before me, fresh and raw. . .

I am paper thin

the fragile membrane

protecting my wound

a sham

a trick of the eye

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a raw spot

a gossamer wing

an eggshell

the truth

disguised

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facade in place

the parade

continues

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Shedding Your Skin

"Some days demand retreat, they scream go back inside, close the door and turn out the light. Cover your head with a blanket, curl up in a ball, dark and silent. Nothing but the sound of your breath, in and out, in and out. Block out marauding thought. Wait patiently until your skin grows back."

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Shedding your Skin taken from - My Name is Zing
Image & Poem - Chiron - by SB - 2010.
For more poetry check out - Out of My Ocean

Notes: I recently read Joyce Masons article at Zane Steins Chiron Site - link and explored her idea of aspects to chiron and the path of least resistance. I could really identify with that when applied to my own chart and it set me off on another avenue of exploration. Thanks Joyce.