I have always had more than my share of “stalkers” and secret admirers…. and I have often wondered what is it in my chart that would cause someone else to secretly obsess over of all people, me? When I first started with Astrology, I had made the assumption that it had to do with my 12th house Sun and how most everything in my life was secret and hidden… well my love life was too. And I do think there is something to that, as I get involved in relationships that have that hidden quality. So the extra unsigned Valentines clutched in a little girl’s hand to the secret admirer cards mailed to me or found in my locker… all hidden, never knowing who they came from.
As I got older, the pattern continued, I think at this phase of learning Astrology, I decided it was having a Venus placement in the first house. How sweet and romantic! I would go to work and find out that “someone” would call to find out my schedule. I would have drinks bought for me without ever reveling who sent them. Large tips would be left at the register with notes… and still I would not know from whom they came from.
Then things became a little scarier. I had a “Peeping Tom” leave his appreciation all over my bedroom window. I would notice I would be followed home and I would make detours to public places. My phone would ring…. have you ever tried to identify someone by their breath? I think the moment that terror came into the picture was when I was at one of my low moments in life. I just had given birth to my son, and decided to take a waitressing job so I knew I always had the money daily to buy diapers if I needed. I was bloated, exhausted and had one of the hardest jobs I have ever worked at. The Tomahawk Truckstop in Watkins, Colorado…. I made about a hundred a day, but it was one quarter at time. I was definitely far from glamorous, let alone feeling anything but exhaustion. Then the calls started coming in from “Duane”…. I never did find out who he was, but for weeks he would call the truckstop and ask my schedule and leave messages for me. I was finally scared instead of amused. The drive was 30 minutes from Denver to the lonely highway gas stop with nothing else around. And “Duane” knew more about my life than could have been gathered at the diner. This is when I took seriously that I had Pluto in the 8th house of fears, terrors, obsessions, death, black widow type energy. That is when I decided from now on I will work for myself and remove myself from the public.
Years have passed, and not much has changed. I still get “stalked” on the internet…. sometimes it is fun other times it is frightening. I still don’t like to go out much on my own, I go to the grocery store and inevitably a store employee will follow me around. Now older, I do get to hear my friends “rat out” someone that is talking about me. Part of the reason I left my past position is that a man I knew there for years hit on me and then would show up where I was and lean in and say inappropriate things… I was very uncomfortable. So back to the chart…. OH OH OH there it is and always has been. My 7th house is huge and empty. I have 3 signs in the house and anyone born up to 40 years before me, has their Pluto in my 7th house…. and anyone born up to 20 years after me has their Pluto in my 8th house…. I attract them, and I must say, I am attracted to them….
I had a friend say recently about someone else that seriously did the fatal attraction type of Stalking, ” she was stalking me, but not in a good way” Not in a good way! I am attracted to intense Plutonian energies… as long is it is in “the good way”.