According to astrology, Pluto represents a vast spectrum of changes, usually marking the beginnings and endings of significant periods in one's existence.
Death, rebirth, evolution, sex, regenerating and degeneration. Decomposing. Exploding. The phoenix rising from the ash.
These things leave permanent marks on our personas, be that from people coming in and out of our lives, or from moving from one career to the next, or letting go of old bullshit and stripping ourselves down to something naked and vulnerable. It feels more honest, and we're frightened, but temporarily less intimidated and a bit more ballsy. It's Nietzsche's school of "what does not kill us makes us stronger."
With my father's latest hospitalization thanks to Borderline Personality Disorder, I felt things surface within me. Emotions are brimming over, and for once I'm letting them. I'm not going to suffocate and try to bandage it up before the healing process has even had time to start. My eyes are wide open and I'm ready for it all, at least for now.
I'm ready for the death of old approaches and bad habits, and I'm taking everything in. A rebirth is long overdue.
Sometimes we need horrible things to happen in order to wake up.
Bjork - Pluto (live from MTV sessions)
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