I Recently Learned I Have a Pluto Complex
and now that fact that I’m standing outside my chiropractor, waiting for a stranger to hopefully jump me so I can get to my gynecologist appointment on time makes a lot more sense
I originally published this post on Medium on Feb 5, 2024
“Your life could be best described as a series of irrational and awkward experiences” -Pattern app explaining my Pluto complex.
This is the best description of my life I’ve ever heard.
“Your soul just didn’t anticipate so many ‘unexpected hiccups’— My akashic record reader breaking it down further.
This fills in any gaps the first doesn’t cover and now I know what to title my memoirs: An Orgy of Awkward Experiences
I have a pretty strong astrology “hobby” and one of the apps I use is Pattern. Recently I learned from Pattern’s new audio series that I have a “Pluto Complex.”
As you can see from this screenshot —The Pattern explains, my very resonant Pluto Complex helps co-create my life as “a series of irrational experiences” that I need to go through to learn to “let my soul be my guide.”
Yes, in my head I sang it like Jiminy Cricket. You should do it. Can you hear it?
A few weeks ago, my current town became an icy dystopian plot, so I bailed and went to Arizona to see one of my witchy besties — and also got to visit with two of my cometish peeps C and A who happened to also be in AZ at the moment. They were nice enough to give me a ride to the airport and stuff. It was quite the sunny vacation. ☀️😜
While visiting Tif, we decide that we are going to have an Akashic Records Reading. I’m trying to wrap my brain around a recent experience in a long series of experiences and my reader explains,
“Your soul just did not anticipate so many external ‘unexpected hiccups’ in this lifetime.”
Fast forward to today.
Hey there! “Unexpected Hiccup”, you remember my other partner “Awkward Experience”? Let’s have a threesome today.
That is how I finished this article while waiting outside my chiropractor’s office. It’s actually sunny today which is awesome except that I lost — well did not actually lose them because I know exactly where they are — but I left my awesome sunglasses in the men’s shirt store at the airport where I bought the furry white poncho thingy that I promptly spilled gin on.
I also learned from Google that mild hybrid Volvos can’t jump Anchor DaddyG’s truck. However, it turns out that surgeons in Hummers with their fancy tools definitely can.
Random thing: the owner of the mild hybrid Volvo is a patient of the Hummer Surgeon. Dr Hummer apparently is very holistic. I wonder if he could help me with my Pluto Complex.
I use astrology to make sense of my life just as often as psychology. It’s another tool to figure out how to make it through the world in a way that is useful and to make it somehow a little better than I found it.
I could definitely say my life has handed me many “irrational experiences” to respond to with grace and wisdom (or not). Looking at them through the lens of astrology, at least can help me make some of the more difficult confusing days a little easier to navigate, while I stress clean and organize my sock drawer.
One of the best therapists I ever had used tarot cards as a tool for introspection. I’m constantly trying to look at things from other perspectives. What am I learning from this the whole Pluto concept? The app explains:
“ Pluto is stripping away of all the things that don’t really matter so I can get to the root of who I really am.”
I look at all the things I’ve lost in my life. I lost things a lot. Mostly material things from bankruptcy, multiple hurricanes, and health issues. Did I lose a few people along the way as well? I suppose. I look around and see what’s left. The things I lost were mostly things that didn’t really matter that much anyway. Whether it’s objects or people, I don’t want anything that’s gonna disappear after the first storm, no matter how much I loved it. I come with hurricanes.
Yes, certainly my life is a series of “irrational experiences ”. There have been plenty of “unexpected hiccups”. However, I am still here. I am safe and have been neither homeless or loveless. It is giving me a lot to write about though.
I arrived 11 minutes late to my gynecology appointment at the VA. Even my angel numbers come with unexpected hiccups. My diva cup just runneth over.
Much 💜
- TS Wild