You want to know what Chiron in Aries is about? I’ll tell you.
Chiron in Aries = it’s hard (Chiron) to be brave (Aries). There’s a kink in the machine, a snag. You want to ride off into the sunset but instead you linger, you question, you Hamlet. You get a flat tire. The horse dies. No ride.
Now this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. We need you Chiron in Aries people.
Case in point: I have Chiron in Aries in the 8th House of DEATH (and rebirth). Today in class our teacher was talking about a patient who every week for a year or so would cry in session and that’s all she would do. No talk, just cry. I think this was many years ago because she referenced being in supervision. And teacher was relaying that this was hard for her. To sit there. With the crying lady.
I was surprised. I forget exactly what I said. Remember it’s a very Uranian (shocking) week this week but I asked teacher about her discomfort. Really? Uncomfortable with a crying lady? I don’t get it. I would be fine with a crying lady. I was kinda thinking out loud. (I have Mercury Mars square Jupiter – you do the math lol)
This was towards the end of class and I was already exhausted due to my Saturn through the 7th House transit (and despite discussion of Mourning and Melancholia which is so… beautiful and amazing).
But, see, I have Chiron in the 8th House. We are MADE for this. For sitting with the crying lady. For sitting with the grieving widow. For sitting with death. I literally had jobs where my job was to sit with someone dying. It’s NOT THAT HARD. For me.
Now, there’s plenty of things that are hard for me. Cooking, to name one. Tons. But not that. Dare I say it’s the easiest thing in the world. To comfort the sick. Now, in class I didn’t say anything about Chiron in my 8th and no doubt they think I’m a freak (so what else is new) and in the homework I did say: I’m better at a funerals than weddings and it’s the truth.
Chiron in the 8th: it’s hard to brave in the sense of… our Aries-ness is impeded. Our Mars is impeded. We’ve been cut, castrated. OUR MARS IS HURT. But without us, the planet would fucking die. We are the ones who watch over. It’s as sacrificial as Neptune. I’m sorry, but it’s true.
Silver lining: you can find protectors to help you, but it might take a while to weed out the weak ones. What you need are the ones who are solid. Look to the fixed signs who do not waver. Or a Cancer/Virgo mutt with a Moon Pluto conjunction for the real witchcraft. We didn’t come here to play 😉