Last days of anaretic Pluto: beyond the cliché of anxious - avoidant dance

𝖯𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗈’𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟪 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌．

𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑆𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑖𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛， 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤, 𝑖𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑖𝑡? (𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑞𝑢𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡).

𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑦, “𝑂ℎ, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑡－𝑎𝑛𝑥𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.” 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑… 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦’𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑠.

I guess that’s what the last days of anaretic Pluto in Capricorn were here to teach us - or at least teach me, since it roamed through my 7th house - revealing patterns as ancient and unmoving as bedrock, forged within us as survival mechanisms long ago. Capricorn’s essence lies in resilience, endurance, and the structures we build to protect what’s vulnerable, but Pluto’s transit showed us where these structures have become prisons.

(Art: Izzy Ⓒ https://www.shffls.com/)

This is that layer that most people recognize and experience, the familiar terrain of heartbreak, connection, and loss, the avoidant-anxious dynamic that everyone sees and feels on the surface:

There’s always that sting in realizing that what began with empathy, seeking connection and a genuine desire to heal only led to mirroring each other’s unhealed parts. It’s the feeling of trying to pour love into someone else’s brokenness, only to see that love lost in a maze of their own survival mechanisms - and, worse yet, to see your own hopes swallowed in theirs.

The contrast between how one person externalizes and another internalizes their suffering (like in the quote below) illustrates a raw duality: both are reaching for relief, yet their paths to survival diverge and clash.

When two people come together with their own inner battles, they may unintentionally reflect, amplify, or even distort each other’s wounds. Capricorn’s shadow speaks here too - where we fiercely guard the self, striving for control and self-sufficiency, yet find that intimacy is what truly calls us forward.

In the end, it’s about learning to recognize these patterns, to find healing within, and hopefully emerge with a deeper understanding of love and self-compassion. It’s a tough lesson on the limits of what we can do for each other, sometimes making the eventual separation both a relief and a sorrow - a necessary distance that still aches because of what could have been.

However…

It’s a modern human condition!

In a world that increasingly emphasizes independence and resilience, many end up carrying these hidden wounds, creating an environment where vulnerability is scarce, and the need for control or protection overshadows the need for closeness.

Capricorn’s primal essence, with its instinct for survival, control, and authority, mirrors this - reflecting our drive to build walls that guard what is vulnerable. Relationships, then, become spaces where these very structures are tested, exposing the tension between autonomy and interdependence, between self-sufficiency and connection.

The irony is that, in a time when we’re more connected than ever, true, healing connection feels rarer and harder to find. This “new human condition” is a collective archetype - one of simultaneous connection and isolation. People come together seeking understanding but often end up clashing with each other’s survival strategies, defense mechanisms shaped by a society that discourages vulnerability. Here, Capricorn’s shadow looms, reminding us of the ancestral impulse to protect at all costs, even as we yearn for closeness.

It’s as if modern life primes us for a constant battle between wanting to be known and needing to protect ourselves, leaving us with relationships that are as bittersweet as they are essential.

But what we call the “modern human condition” is more than a product of contemporary pressures - it’s an initiatory journey, one that leads us into the dark, primal depths of our collective psyche. This isn’t just about attachment styles or psychological labels; it’s a descent into the hidden forces that shape our connections, revealing the shadowed aspects of our nature that we often fear or avoid.

In many ways, this avoidant-anxious dance is an ancient rite masked in modern form, a ritualized struggle between autonomy and intimacy, survival and vulnerability. It forces us to meet our own shadow, to confront the fears and desires that lie buried beneath layers of social conditioning and the walls we’ve constructed in Capricorn’s name.

This encounter wasn’t merely painful; it was alchemical. It was through all these struggles since 2008 when Pluto ingressed in Capricorn that we were initiated into a more profound understanding of ourselves and others, compelled to transform the base metals of our defenses into the gold of true intimacy.

This primal struggle within relationships is, at its core, an initiation into our own depths - a kind of underworld journey, akin to the myths where the hero descends to face the unknown. Thus, we were both the hero and the shadow, reflecting and refracting each other’s hidden wounds. By embracing these shadowed aspects, we (hopefully) transcended the fear of being known, embracing the raw and uncomfortable truths that ultimately guide us toward wholeness.

Good bye Capricorn, we are ready to shoot the stars!

~ Sabi 🩵

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“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦,

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺, 𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵?

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦

𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺;

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴．

𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵, 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴．

𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱－𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘸, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭．

𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦, 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘪𝘵? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯, 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴．

𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯． 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥．

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥， 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦.” （𝖡𝖺𝗍 𝖶𝗈𝗅𝖿)