Scorpio Sun on the MidHeaven & The Inability to Reveal Yourself Professionally
Tonight I just realized that having a Scorpio Sun on the Midheaven, a public-professional axis, makes one create by necessity a superficial career identity.
There’s simply no way around it. It’s a conflict of energies.
The Sun conjunct Midheaven aspect pushes the Sun to reveal itself to the world at large but the Scorpio energy resists and strikes a compromise by having a very defined, private alternate ego. I have NEVER allowed my professional demeanor to reveal the slightest personal thing about me.
I’ve heard that Scorpio Risings need some form of alter ego, since the rising is such an external place for that Plutonic energy. Now, I suddenly realize tonight that Scorpio Suns on the Midheaven face this same conflict. And I wonder how many of us do alters too?
My Scorpio Sun is 5 degrees conjunct the Midheaven. My progressed sun, which denotes the current direction of my life, is 2 degrees conjunct.
Houston. We have a problem.
The closer my Sun gets to the Midheaven the more I feel the compulsion and need to thrust myself out there in my professional world in order to fulfill my destiny. And yet it panics me and my soul wants to run in the other direction.
This isn’t the first time my Sun on the Midheaven has caused crises for me.
Traditional astrology suggests having my Sun there means that it’s hard for me to be directed by people. This is true. I’ve never taken orders from principals or parents. In college, I found it preposterous that I was supposed to follow a syllabus rather than read what I wanted and turn in scheduled assignments rather than respond only to the lessons that peaked my interest.
One professor who noticed my defiance punctuated by my refusal to attend class, left me a note after giving me his usual A on a blue-book essay: “You must try to follow another drumbeat than your own. It’s not that bad.” I was shocked that he read me so well. His advice probably would have made me more successful. But it was impossible to heed. Try telling that to anyone with a sun on the MC, particularly a fixed sun, particularly a Scorpio.
Since the Midheaven (or Medium Coeli) represents how we appear not just publicly, but in our professional lives, my career interactions have always been strained with superiors. In fact, as a Scorpio I don’t recognize superiors. They are just other people in the office to me. I don’t do schmoozing. When I was a teacher, I clashed with all of my principals. And quit the profession when one principal gave me an order I could not abide. When I became a reporter, I was once moved to another office because I kept getting into screaming matches with my editor, even after the executive editor sat us down and tried to mediate. I’m pretty sure I’m not made to work for anybody.
So, last fall I took the plunge and set off on a journey toward a new career. It will be years in the making. And the transition will be tough but none of that matters.
However, I am completely shocked that in making a move to honor one Sun-Midheaven need, I now find myself in yet another Sun-Midheaven dilemma. What are the odds? I would have never guessed this. I doubt it’s a problem aspect for any other sun sign.
Looking back, I’ve rarely disclosed anything to coworkers. I tried to seclude myself. When someone inquired, I politely told them I didn’t do chit-chat… and that I didn’t do company parties. I believed in keeping a thick veil between my public and personal life. The ultra curt formality of my Capricorn Ascendant protected me perfectly.
But not for long. The progressed chart shows something is brewing. And my progressed Sun has moved into the more exhibitionist sign of Saggitarius.
Methinks I might have to leave my Peter Parker comfort zone and be Spiderman full time. Scary.
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