CHIRON: The lie of the wound that won't heal.

Is it true or a lie?

In football terms... here you have it “short and to the foot”.

Astrology, mysticisms or esotericisms (all of them), beliefs, etc... are not true... nor are they a lie.

The previous point was the easiest one. Psychology, Education, Philosophy, Philology, and many more along these lines, are not true... nor are they a lie.

Let's take it up a notch. Science, the “scientific method”, Medicine... are not true... nor are they a lie.

Life, death... (now we are getting truly serious here) are not true... nor are they a lie.

Then what?

They are all “stories” that we tell ourselves and organize into more or less structured and logical “systems”, with the information we have available at any given moment, in the spirit (or yearning) of “stepping on some solid ground”... of having something “make sense”... and they are not true... nor are they a lie. What they are is, at least temporarily... useful.

Chiron, for astronomers, is nothing more than an asteroid, at most a planetoid (barely 160 km in diameter) discovered in the late 70s. For astrologers it is an extremely important “planet” (Pluto is too) in modern Astrology (that is, NOT predictive, not the pathetic “horoscopes” of the weekly magazine or daily press, but something more “evolutionary, interdimensional and psychological”... a “system”).

So there we have poor Chiron, trapped between the orbits of Saturn and Uranus, snubbed in Astronomy, and revered in Astrology, in that “void” (existential? Don't read me literally, activate your diffuse, intuitive, non-rational thinking), because the difference in distance between Saturn and Uranus is approximately the same as between the Sun and Saturn, meaning, a whole lot (this isn't true either... nor is it a lie).

Chiron, continuing with the “stories”, is also an important and beautiful, tragic and profound Greek Myth... son of Kronos, repudiated by dad and mom... a total disaster.

Chiron is a “wound of the soul”, a real one, actually and by far, the thing that “hurts us” the most, and it hurts so much that we spend our entire lives looking the other way, building our characters (egos, avatars) with the main goal of “avoiding looking at, much less feeling, the grave and great wound of Chiron”.

In the Myth, Chiron is an immortal being who carries a wound that is incurable... what kind of joke is this? It is exactly the joke that Mr. Nobody laughs out loud at (I recommend the movie to you again) in the final scene and also the laughter that Bukowski mentions at the end of his poem “Roll the Dice”... it's an incredibly good and ironic joke that is neither true nor a lie.

Nietzsche used to say that we must “learn to dance over the swamp as if it were a green meadow”... and Alejandro Lodi tells us to “learn to feel the joy of life with a lump in your throat”... and, as you might already suspect, all of this is not true, nor is it a lie.

Good old Chiron was accidentally wounded by an arrow from a drunk Hercules and it gave him an incurable wound (Hydra venom), being immortal... he could only “elevate/relieve” himself by trading his life for that of Prometheus, that “traitor” whom Zeus punished for teaching us humans the secrets of fire (I insist, diffuse, intuitive thinking, park your logic for a while).

Chiron is a wound that produces a completely and absolutely unbearable pain, which we all carry, that starts from the last months of mom's pregnancy, the birth itself, and up to several months or first years of our life. A wound of which we are totally innocent, there is no “karma” (a concept as misunderstood as “resilience”), there aren't even any culprits (especially you)... an incurable wound, around which we build the ego to protect ourselves and flee from it based on denial and/or victimhood (with Pluto and the Moon) and a final little layer of Saturn to hide it from others, because it shames us, believing that it only happens to us, and with that ego we lock ourselves away, just as the mythological Chiron did for many years, in our own “cave” (if you like astrology, it's in your ascendant, among other things).

Being happy with a lump in your throat...

Boris Cyrulnik explains very well what “resilience” is, and Lodi does too, inspired by the former. It is not about “stoically enduring” the blows of life, but rather, through an experience of “pain”, discovering gifts you didn't even know you had... and this is very Viktor Frankl and his Search for Meaning. Why do I say this?

Because “polarity” is not the same as “polarization”. Polarity is the two sides of the same coin, the two poles of a magnet: pain/gifts, life/death, joy/lump in the throat, truth/lie, fair/unfair ... Polarization is what those who govern us seek, so that we become fanatics, dogmatized, and they have the control and the power (it has been this way for millennia, it is not recent).

Chiron is a wound of the soul that cannot be healed, but only sublimated. Don't go away just yet, we'll have a good time...

Chiron was the mythological character with the most “PhDs”... an expert in practically everything... (teacher to most of the Greek heroes) and by carrying an incurable wound, he became even wiser in all kinds of “ways of healing”, which is why everyone came to him to be “healed” (what did we say about resilience?)... a very Chiron-like character of our times would be Dr. House (remember the series?) a medical genius capable of diagnoses and cures unreachable by anyone else, a “gift”, a “miracle” doctor, for others... but incapable of healing himself (neither his leg, nor his “inner pain”).

And you will tell me: but my ego is capable of facing pain and wounds... why do you tell me that my ego is built to avoid the pain and the wound of Chiron, specifically... is it that painful?

Yes, it is, VERY painful... but the reason your ego is designed to “avoid at all costs” Chiron, is because that part of your personality was built in your very early childhood and is “hidden”, not under your control, you are not aware of it, we aren't, until “something” happens.

And why can't it be healed?... we might ask... because there is NOTHING to heal (I told you we would have fun, I never lie... even if all this is not true, nor a lie).

And what does it mean to sublimate? In this context, sublimating that wound means, when we mature enough (some at 25, others at 45, I am slow... very slow...) we look at the wound, we accept it, we accept the pain and that it is incurable and... in that moment... a “portal” opens.

Do you remember astronomically where Chiron is located? ... between Saturn (the last of the “personal” planets in astrology) and Uranus (the first of the “transpersonal” ones).

Of the 5 levels of the Soul in Kabbalah, 3 are subjective (personal) and two are transpersonal, the third being the “hinge”, that is, the bridge, the “portal” between my earthly avatars (Nefesh and Ruach) and my Souls from other realms (Chayah and Yechidah)... right in the middle is Neshama... the Soul that “reincarnates”, that has contact with the “transpersonal”, with that “beyond”, but that accompanies me in this “here and now” and is NOT my ego, nor my avatar, nor my character, but my true BEING, the one that really knows what I have come here for, or rather “what for”.

Remember, everything, including Kabbalah, is not true... nor is it a lie.

This starts to get complicated: an incurable wound that I can only accept, for which I am neither responsible nor guilty (unfair), that hurts so much that I have built my entire avatar so as not to feel it and so that no one can see it, whose symbol in astrology is very symbolic (a KEY) and that when, whether by accident, trauma, maturity or collapse, I come face to face with it, front to front, it will turn into a portal to something “bigger than me” (gifts, beyond me... the others... beyond this material world... purpose... mission... Soul... Neshama... BEING).

Actually, the Chironian wounds are two: at birth, abandonment by daddy and mommy and the second one at the hands of the drunk Hercules... the first is the “void” in itself, it is a wound of “vibration”, of the passage from the Whole to Duality, and the second is more of this materiality, it is one of “adaptation” with our various unconscious layers of protection: Pluto/anger/rage in the face of the pure void (I wanted to stay united to the Whole), the Moon like: finally mommy arrives to comfort me and protect me from Pluto itself, because it also hurts – victimhood, protection... and Saturn, when I grow up a little bit and need an extra layer to protect me from the outside (at school, my friends, etc... they can't see all this vulnerability in me, they would laugh - denial).

The only one who knows what the hell is going on here with so much drama and so much story is my Neshama, my soul, my highest subjective level, the one that incarnated to live experiences here... and that is why Chiron is the “key” and is a portal, a threshold to something greater than myself...

And what does my soul know that my avatar, my earthly self, does not know? It knows something crucial, it knows that Chiron is NOT real, it is a riddle, the wound is a lie (and it is true).

Can you imagine? The Neshama as an immortal being with a wound that has no cure... I warned you, diffuse thinking, not rational or logical, because all of this is not a lie... nor is it true.

Here we would have to expand a lot by entering the Kabbalistic Tree of Life, to situate that Chiron as a “void” (but NOT an abyss, or at least that is what this humble reflection tries to explain)... covering that great distance between Keter (transpersonal, potential, very close to the “source”, to the Whole) and Tiferet (my most authentic self, the one that is closest to my soul, to my Neshama, the one that communicates, with a bit of luck, with it)... but it would be too long a story to tell... besides not being true... nor a lie.

When your inner child looks you in the eyes, with Chiron running at full throttle... and believe me, that is going to happen to you sooner or later (if you're lucky) if it hasn't happened to you already... feel it, let it hurt you, like crazy, beyond what is bearable... accept it, sublimate it... because on the other side of that wound that does not exist, on the other side of that lie that is true, is what you have come here to do.

Sal