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Uranus in Taurus – a connection to COVID 19?

By April 20, 2020December 30th, 2020No Comments

I was asked to write an article on the current global situation specifically connected to Uranus in Taurus because, being an octogenarian, I have this placement in my birth chart. I know this energy. Transiting Uranus moved into the sign of Taurus on 7th March 2019. COVID-19 became global in March 2020.

Other people alive today, and born between the following dates, also have Uranus in Taurus in their astro-psychology. Most of us are octogenarians. How many are astrologers?

7th June 1934 – 11th October 1934
29th March 1935 – 8th August 1941
6th October 1941 -16th May, 1942.

To help you to practically understand this energy package and its’ connection to the outbreak of COVID 19 pandemic, some relative key words and themes follow.

In astrology Uranus is said to govern:

Sudden, unexpected surprises, eruptions, or events that bring individual or global change. It rules astrology, futuristic concepts, innovation, science and technology; shock treatment and shocking situations that often lead to separation from love.
Uranus energy is electrical. Its energy affects our brain and nervous system.
Uranus energy is unique and individual: can be rebellious; encourages psychological break-throughs in consciousness, enabling self-realisation. Uranus is known as ‘The Illuminator’, and rules our higher mental faculties – self-awareness and enlightenment.

Taurus is a feminine earth sign – we all have its characteristics and themes within us, as we do all the signs of the zodiac. Each of us have different amounts of this energy.

Some key words relative to Taurus characteristics and themes are:

Stable, consistent, sensuous; likes to touch and be touched; can be ‘tuned in’ to the body’s perceptive senses. Can appreciate nature and have natural values. Enjoys food and often over-indulges. Can be possessive, and resistant to change; ‘stuck’ refusing to budge from outworn psychology and behaviour. Can be slow moving. Can be motivated by the comfort zone of financial security above all else. Can be persistent and persevere, no matter how challenging their experience. Can be self-sufficient and self-sustaining.

Can appreciate sound and singing, massage, yoga, textures, textiles, nature’s beauty and resources. Can be resourceful. Taurus is the builder of the zodiac.

Has psychological issues to overcome around trust, values, money, financial security and speaking the truth of one’s feelings; can lack self-worth, self-value, self-respect and self-love. Has problems with the thyroid and throat chakra when not valuing, and speaking up for self.

The polarity sign to Taurus is Scorpio. Like a coin, you can’t have the qualities and characteristics of one sign without the other. Scorpio rules power (abuse of power and/or feelings of powerlessness); betrayal, destruction, sex, death, rebirth; regeneration and renewal; shared resources involving money and possessions.

Uranus’ orbit is 84 years around the Sun. At around 42 years of age everyone experiences a Uranus opposition. Change usually occurs in their lives at this time – and, if they listen to their feelings and act upon them positively, the change occurs with relative ease. At around age 84 everyone alive experiences a Uranus return. This is when transiting Uranus returns to its natal position in an individual’s birth chart. Major life changes usually take place then, especially in one’s consciousness.

The planets orbit in cycles. Cycles repeat. The individual and global themes and issues that arose the last time transiting Uranus moved through Taurus, from 1934 to 1942, are relevant today. History repeats until we, individually and collectively, decide to change our conditioned psychology and subsequent behaviour.

With this introduction, and because I was born with Uranus in Taurus, I’ll share some of my early childhood experiences. They may assist you in understanding the current unprecedented global situation. I’ll use many of the above key words to help you make sense of the story, and of your personal reality.



Let’s go back eighty-three years. A global depression had followed the Wall Street stock market collapse in 1929, and the world was still in shock. Plunging incomes, low profits and deflation meant that work and money were scarce. The social and moral code was quite different to that of today. My father was an eighteen – year old teenage boy and my mother a young woman of twenty when they met. She became pregnant. I was born four months after they married. My father was lucky; he found work as a textile worker at the local woollen mill. It was tough times. Unemployment was up to 25%; even more in some centres.

I remember toddling with my mother to queue for what seemed like hours to purchase basic foods such as flour, bread and rice. She carried a ration book because, without it, couldn’t buy food. The milkman delivered milk to the door in recyclable glass bottles. We could hear him coming in the early mornings because of the clop, clop, clop of his draft horse. One of my chores was to place the clean glass bottles outside the front door for collection.

Survival was the name of the global game then. We managed well. Very few families had cars because they had only recently been invented. My father rode a bike, walked or ran to work, or to other destinations. I can’t remember my mother riding a bike. We walked everywhere, although I can remember an occasional tram ride.

Always extremely careful with money, my mother managed to save my father’s wages to purchase their own home three years after I was born. Living with my devoutly Christian grandmother in separate bedrooms because my parents were deemed ‘sinners’ by the Church, was not her idea of marriage. We had basic furniture that served its purpose. My mother often sang, to calm her own anxiety, and to help others calm theirs. She played the piano, inviting friends and neighbours to her ‘sing-songs’. She had many friends, and gave freely of all she had to spare to those in need. As she always said there were many people much worse off than she was. She kept positive and optimistic, no matter the situation, or her pain. Her religious faith was strong.

Both my parents enjoyed gardening. They created a garden in the back yard, planting fruit trees and vegetables. We ate healthy and simple food. Chooks roamed in the back yard and slept in the shed. We had plenty of eggs. My father often shot rabbits, and we traded eggs, fruit and vegetables. Most people were healthy. There was no such thing as restaurants. Sickness wasn’t an industry then, so there were few doctors. I can’t remember ever seeing an obese person.

In 1939, the United Kingdom declared war on Germany. The second world war suddenly erupted; a global war that lasted until 1945. My sister was born in August 1939 and Australia was launched into the war in September 1939. I remember the manipulative conscription propaganda – large posters stuck to nearly every lamp post and government building! The formal conscription age was between 18 and 41 but younger men could enrol to fight. Many did so. Most did not return home.

Japanese air raids against sites in the Northern Territory, Western Australia and Queensland took place. Darwin was bombed.

Because he worked at the woollen mill, my father was exempt from conscription. Synthetics had not been invented and wool was used to make clothes, blankets, mats, carpets, hats and gloves. All woollen garments and products were needed by the troops, as well as the locals. My father rebelled against his parental responsibilities and the high moral code expected of him by society, and by my mother. He began to occasionally sleep away from home.

We lived in Ballarat, a regional town in south-west Victoria with a Royal Australian Airforce base. Our town was vulnerable. To serve the war effort, local householders were asked to billet American air force personnel. My mother allocated a room for the foreign lodger. I can remember three different men and I think there was one woman. Extra income came into the household.

Television had not been invented. We had a radio. We also had a telephone, but rarely used it. Modern technology was a bit too much for my Mum! To also serve the war effort, every household was required to install heavy dark blinds to completely block all night light. These complete black-outs were necessary to make it difficult for enemy planes to see and bomb our town and the air force base. My parents, and the American soldiers, listened daily to the radio, especially the BBC war broadcasts. Our situation was precarious. Later, Japanese prisoners of war were brought to various camps in Australia.

We walked to and from primary school, often alone. We were perfectly safe. We knew that if we had a problem, or became lost when away from home, all we had to do was to ask a policeman, and he would help. That was their job.

Electrical black-outs became commonplace. The food supply was improving, but was still scarce. And, there was no chocolate. That’s probably why I appreciate chocolate so much! Childhood memories have such an impact.

My sister and I, and the other children in our area, were encouraged to play outside the fresh air, in our yards or in the street, weather permitting. We always returned to our homes before it became dark. We were taught that fresh air, sunshine and nature were good for us. We created our own games with the resources we had. I can remember making cubby houses and secret rooms out of cardboard boxes. I made a sled out of another box. The boys next door had a cricket bat and balls and I often played with them. I also enjoyed playing alone, in the back garden around a tree where I created imaginary scenarios. I can’t remember having a doll, but was given a gollywog and was incredibly sad when I lost it. It rained often in Ballarat.  After I learned to read, I could be found in the freezing cold lounge room, snuggled under a blanket reading, either the Bible or Enid Blyton mystery stories. Books became my friends.

We were deliberately exposed to measles, mumps, whooping cough and chicken pox – the main infectious diseases of the time. When we did contact one, or all of them, we knew it would build our immunity. On rare occasions the doctor came to our house. My mother usually walked my sister and I to the local herbal garden to purchase herbal remedies if we developed coughs or colds. I can’t remember our colds ever being called ‘the flu’.

In 1940 penicillin was developed. Many other innovative discoveries and inventions were created as a result of the second World War. Approximately 70 – 85 million people died in, or as a result of, this war, about 3% of the 1940 world population. (Wikipedia) Women outnumbered men in many of towns and regional districts, and in war-torn areas. Women had to learn to become independent and to persevere, no matter what the circumstances. Huge global change took place. Life was never the same again.

When my mother passed away in 2012, aged 97, she had an overloaded pantry, not only for herself but also for her beloved cat. Special cat food was stored in every spare drawer. Her earlier fear of lack of food still ruled her.

Let’s return to the present time

A planetary cycle is repeating. Uranus moved into Taurus in March 2019, again bringing global change to our resistant patterns of behaviour. This time, the change is occurring via an outbreak of COVID 19.  But there’s now a different global mind-set to that of the second World War. The theme of entitlement governs many people. How would our nineteen- year old’s cope if conscripted to fight for their country in a global war? Would they want to do so? Would they rebel?

Many homes no longer have kitchens and people have become used to eating out for all their meals. In Australia during COVID-19, restaurants are not permitted to serve customers, except for take-aways. On the other hand, more and more people are seeking to be as self-sufficient as possible and to grow their own food in their back gardens.

Is another global war likely? Certainly not the same kind of war as before. Technology has completely changed our way of life.

Is there a war already taking place – a war between the light and the dark?

This ‘war’ has always been. It is within us. We feed it daily with our thoughts.

Sudden, unexpected change is a given. We all experience it. How we manage it is entirely up to each individual. As the Arcturians remind us: Fear is the killer. Love and Nature are the healers.

One of my friends is studying Medical Anthropology at a University in South-East Queensland. Her current topic is a research paper published in 2016 on – guess what- Corona Virus!

In 2020, through necessity, many people began to slow down (Taurus) their busy life-styles. Many had spare time. Many experienced financial problems. Some used the slow down to improve their homes or to complete chores. Many used it to study.  It was good time to reflect upon true life values and take appropriate action accordingly. Many did so by relocating to country area where nature abounded.

What about the Uranus themes? How willing were you to internally change to see ‘the light’ of your own psychology? How willing were you to innovatively create a new and different future?

We create our future daily – by our thoughts. The more we unite as one voice, the better will be our future. Should we allow lack or fear to drive us we will atrophy, creating an early death.

Is this global virus enabling us to ‘see the light’ and make more appropriate and positive life choices? Will our lives ever be the same again?  I keep in mind there is always a bigger and lighter picture beyond that which we can currently perceive. To enable this lighter picture to unfold we can view the times we are going through as a doorway to higher consciousness – an opportunity to develop a deeper spiritual dimension to life and a greater appreciation for Nature.

This storm will pass. When I reflect on Taurus the image that often comes to mind is of Buddha – solid, stable, enlightened. Uranus in Taurus! Buddha saw the Light, while sitting under the Bodhi tree. Now, there’s a message to reflect upon.

Like my Mum, I am forever optimistic and keen to help those in need. My spiritual faith sustains me. May your spiritual faith sustain you and, during these unprecedented times, bring out your best and most noble aspirations. May you follow the loving guidance within your heart to move forward into an exciting future.


17th April 2020
Re-written – 1st January 2021