Underwater earthquake - Pluto in Capricorn transits the 12th house

A deep rumbling runs through the ocean bottom and the disturbance causes fish and merfolks to skitter out from holes and creeks in the ocean's rocks and crannies.

A massive creak in the surface erupts and then dissappears, quickly silenced by the massive amounts of water sorrounding it, but the sound travels far and wide, alerting the souls in the ocean that something , a monster has awaken. Sounds travels fast underwater.

"Is it The Kraken?" the sea bass whispers with a disturbed look to his wife who casts worried glances around.
"I don't know, but it is not the same as yesterday. Something has changed" she says in a low tone and look around. The sea has gone eerily silent while the creeks and crackling sounds in the rock bottom of the sea continues to appear.
"What should we do? The wise sea bass asks, which is completely out of bounds for him.
"I don't know, but I'm outta here" his wife says and disappears. Her mate follows soon after. The sea falls silent but the atmosphere is... Disturbed. By something no one really knows what is....

This is what it feels like when Pluto is operating in Capricorn from the bottom of a Neptunian Sea in the 12th house and causes ripples underground to surface once in a while. Underwater earthquakes causes tsunamis by sheer force of movement of the Earth's plates. Sometimes the whole thing is ripped in two, causing new oceans to erupt and be created, and sometimes there is not a lot of visible damage to the surface, but the internal shocks of the quake can be seen and felt hundreds of miles away and start a storm or tsunami in another country far away. Dealings with Pluto are not always easy, and I don't take this passage of a Dark Taskmaster of Transformation lightly these days. Try to imagine how this went on with Uranus in the mix between 2012 and 2015.......!

However, what Pluto digs up from the ground is interesting stuff. Scars are opened and no one is allowed out before everything hidden is turned up and down and he has shaken everything and every secret out. Try imagine a Sea God with a trifork battling a cunning monster - underwater. When the monster is hidden. Although it will be done in silence, underwater - and scars will usually be hard to detect, if not impossible to foresee the consequence of, even know where they may appear. That's Pluto transitting the 12th house in Capricorn for you! It's like an anaconda really. No Lock Ness monster here, just pure terror until you learn how to roll with the punches. I can recommend the surrendering proces. "Let go and let... Pluto". Somehow fitting I would say, even though Pluto is hardball to get to know, as he takes up the flavour of the sign and house he transits every time. But the thing about waterhouses is... you can't really distinguish their borders. Can you hold in the seas of the Ocean? Limit them in some ways? Maybe. For a small time. And very narrow space. But the sea is limitless. Most of the earth is made of by seas. And their undercurrents are what drives the weather, the rain storms, tsunamis, and which way the birds fly when they take south.

That mess is now Pluto's domain. In co-rulership with Neptune he rules this space now. It is somehow fitting that Neptune is traveling Pisces - my 1st house. Blurry defenses, blurry boundaries... Nothing is ever permanent with Pluto OR Neptune for that matter. But Capricorn is a sign of steady-as-a-rockness and that makes for a rich soil. Earth and water makes mud. Mud is a rich and fertile ground for planting new seeds, and that's what this transit is all about. Rooting out the weeds so you can start planting and make something out of it for mankind later, when Pluto hits Aquarius. The best use of this energy is to indulge your creative energy and create something out of it. Or - work behind the scenes with it - it being a book, a new technology project or a cleaning-out-the-ocean technology stuff. These guys for example - are the perfect example of this transit:

Saturn and Pluto talks. Messages from the bowls of Hell.... (Pluto transits Capricorn in the 12th house)

Saturn is right now diving into Capricorn, his home sign, in the early days of 2018. He is touring the last past of my 11th house which is sharing its property with the open minded, upbeat visionary and fluffy Sagitarius. It offers a healthy mix of reality check I'd say. The mix of Sag's visionary, goal setting and ambition coupled with Saturn's need for a cold, harsh reality check to my dreams and visionary goals. I can almost HEAR Saturn cocking his eye-brow to Sag's visionary quest and with a dry reply saying: "Sure, Sag. Do you have a plan laid out for this thing you wanna do?"

So, Pluto has been transitting Capricorn and my 11th/12th house for some years now. He has now reached the underbelly of the mother lode, in which we see the deepest currents of "Hell" if there was any. We are taken on the journey of the 12th house in my horoscope. The place where things go bump in the night....

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Saturn stares down in the pit from where he can sense steam and pebbles coming up every now and then. He shoots a look down there, a mix between worried and puzzled.
Saturn is the lover of rocks and pebbles after all, so all he does is brush the dust from his woolen suit and call down to Pluto:
"Hey, Pluto! Bro! You good?"
The sound travels down far below the surface of the 11th house border and is met with a roar of rage and anger and a deep yowl of pain.
"Fine! Doing my stuff down here, you wouldn't believe what lives in these waters. Yuck!"
A scream sounds and a rotten limb suddenly appears up fro the hole where Pluto crashed his way down to the deep bowls of Hell ever since he entered late 2012.
"Just a minute, I'll be fine!" he yells to Saturn, while Saturn shoots looks that are equally quizzical and worried.

"Now, don't mess up the whole thing before I get there, will you?" Saturn yells to Pluto which are mumbling for himselves in the deep pits down in a not-really-measurable distance. The pits of Hell and Doom are infinite with no clear borders or limits. It could be right here - and far far away for all Saturn knows. The look on his face is one of resolute and stoic stubbornness. Also... a little bit of fear might as well lurk in the deepest parts of his cool, grey eyes. He is after all soon entering the place where things go ... askew in the dark. That's why he must go. To put some order to all the messy things which Pluto has been digging up while Saturn was busy trying to get that bloody archer Sagitarius to aim for the right stuff and not the fluffy dreams and visions. He sighs.
"You sure you're ok down there, bro?" he asks again and hears another scream, a growl and a ripping.
"Fine! Just fine!" Pluto shouts. "I'm trying to get to the gold down here, there's a glimmer in it, I can see it, but the dirt just keeps gushing in and stirs up anger and trouble! You should see the looks on their faces when I did up yet another grave that woman has dug for herself through her 35 years in life!"
"I can imagine" Saturn mumbles, with a twinge. It's true, the last time he was here there weren't really a lot to work with. A new sibbling had just arrived and he had to build this woman up so she was able to grow up fast. He had to put her through a lot during these two years so she would not fall on her face when the real struggle turned up and about to crush her from time to time. Sometimes he hated his job just a little. All the suffering and pain. "But... duty calls", he mumbles to himself, looking at his pocket watch.

He liked his pocket watch. Opposite what others thought, Saturn liked his pocket watch immensely. It was good quality, tried and tested against reality and hardships time and time again. The wishy-washy Mercury and Venus always preferred the newest, fancy looking gadgets and had a hard time buckling up to do some work - but at least he hoped that Mercury in the 8th house were up to the hard times and tasks he had written in his upcoming strategy plan for 2018 - 2020. He knew Mercury had a lot to see, think and worry about, but it was time to put the boy in the ringer and get something GOOD out of him for that matter. He knew Scorpio could be cunning as well, not wanting to face the pain of its losses, but with the Moon over at Libra and the 8th house being hit first, he didn't think the Sun, Venus and Jupiter (frolicking pair of nutbolts if ever there were some) would complain much after what he had in mind for the troubled moon.

Ahhh, yes, that was one troubled lady if ever he had seen one. Deeply hurt and in a constant battle with Mars, Mars had always had a lot to deal and contend with, while trying to do his work out in the real world of hopes and dreams. He often messed his goals up, but that was mostly due to the Moon's wounds and angry hurt. Still, when the Libra Moon was in one of her rare balanced moods, she could be almost... balsamic, Saturn thought with a wink. So soothing and pleasing that she could almost trick you into thinking she always was so easy to be around and please. He knew he had made her life miserable when he had paid her a visit from 2010 to 2012, but he had a score to settle with his own Saturn return, and he had dreaded how that had unfolded with the Pluto energy so constantly present. A lot depended on this return, and he had managed to get some good results in, even if it killed their relationship through 8 years. Saturn sighed. War always meant casualties. In this case he was not sorry to see the bastard go, he had made sure the lady got what she deserved after all - and then some. Such a shame that Uranus had gone and ruined that with his rebel tendencies when he traveled the 2nd house and put a wild streak in the moon. No one could have seen that thunderbolt coming - at least not in the family.

Saturn winced. He was not fond of the kid she had chosen, but he had had to teach her loneliness to make her realize she was stronger than she knew. And so he had proceeded to make her stronger and more capable alone than with another. The Moon hated him for it, all she wanted to do was partnering, but Saturn had his best time in Libra. He was fair and just and the Moon knew there was nothing to be gained by making a fuss out of it. Still, he felt sorry for his upcoming fight with her. He would make sure to set her misconceptions to right.

"I'm going down soon!" he shouted to Pluto and looked down through the hole. Pluto was still working, and would continue to do so until 2023 - or more. He had a little fringe of Aquarius to cover during his stay in the 12th house as well.
"I know!" Pluto shouted back. "I am trying to well up all the golden nuggest for you to turn into something solid" he continued. "But I will also make you work for it, you know, right?"
"Absolutely", Saturn answered and that was all he could do... patiently wait until he was out of the 11th house and hit the 12th smack dab square in the butt, on his way out of the 11th. If all went well, he would have a few results coming up from that tour of his, however long they were taking.
"Good", Pluto answered. "And so you and I shall have a blast. I'm setting up the tables these days"
"Like I wouldn't know"... Saturn sighed and shook his head.