Mars in the sign of the Virgin for the best part of 9 months has at this point both Mars and Virgo getting a might testy. It's enough already and were it possible for me to know all and everything simultaneously I'd realise that my wishes that this transit would end NOW were at best naive. There is obviously some point to the now endless criticism of all and everything.
Mars in Virgo seems to have descended into nit-picking bitch mode. I am just as guilty as anyone of seeing first up, the physical flaws in people. Mostly I choose to shut up about this because well do I know that I am hardly physically perfect--hardly and obviously criticising someone for their appearance is both delusional and cruel. If your tosser boyfriend or bitchy frenemy tells you that they don't like the nose on your face, short of rhinoplasty there's not much you can do about it. It doesn't serve any useful purpose to be criticised by anyone on your personal appearance.
Is it just me or is there a particular intensity to our gaze at the moment?
Mars has just made the third and final fly-by over my natal Pluto, and this will be the same for anyone born around 1964. Simultaneously Mars has also just made the third and final (for some time at least) opposition to my natal Chiron, which will also be the case for people born around '64. The wounded healer as Chiron is oft referrred opposed by Mars has indeed brought up painful and irrevocable 'truths' about my past manifesting as a sort of wet fish slap in the face.
The part of me that notices people's physical flaws is not an element of my personality I particularly want to encourage. That some high profile woman is fat, ugly, has bad hair, wears terrible clothes, has a big nose or big earlobes is a completely fucking meaningless observation and I know that and frankly so does everybody. What is wrong with everybody?
Mars in Virgo is making me increasingly irascible--but soon it will end.
I've been looking at the planets for the upcoming Uranus/Pluto Square, exact on June 24th and will post my observations when I get over the grump. Suffice to say that the global revolutionary is also a woman who has had just about as much as she can cop of our patriarchal society and it's mean and murderous ways.
Go the Pluto Uranus square, go Pallas Athene! Looks like Juno can suck eggs.