a love letter from saturn, the tough papi

I know consequences feel punitive sometimes. I’m sorry the colonizers got out of hand with that shit. Pluto & I are working on it with capricorn but I digress...

please trust yourself. I don’t mean be arrogant thinking you have nothing to learn. trust that you’re capable of learning everything that you need to. once you learn, you practice. fuck up. practice. fuck up less. practice. continue to fuck up occasionally. how do you think I got so good at fucking your shit up?

I have a bad reputation because people don’t take kindly to humbling experiences. this is for many reasons and varies culture to culture, or so Jupiter tells me, but it’s because we separate humility from power. but there is nothing more powerful than self-trust & confidence combined with knowing your capacity. your strengths & your edges.

I want you to know how to love yourself through hard times, as a discipline. I want you to experience the pleasure of stable support structures, internal & external. I want you to make right relationship & integrity your priority so you don’t need to move in fear & scarcity.

more importantly, let me tell you that hard things don’t happen because you deserve it or because there’s a lesson. sometimes they just happen. my intentions are neutral, like my gender. I try (and I know you do, too) but I can’t control everything. this is why I need you to build trust with yourself. I want you to love yourself enough to want that. it’s the boundary between you & self-inflicted suffering.

I’m not about that abusive tough love bullshit. shit’s just tough sometimes. that’s why you need love.

so let me be the reliable pot to your prolific plant. let me be the bones to your skeleton. let me be the trust to your worthy. let me be the get it done to your shit. let me be the firm ground you walk on without thinking about it. let me be the time of your well lived life.

oxo

ARI