Unicorn Love

Thank god for music... Sometimes music is the only way to break through that thick shell protecting our heart.  Words and lyrics soften that exterior... "When the Right one Comes Along" is the focus for today.

CLARE BOWEN LYRICS

"When The Right One Comes Along"
(with Sam Palladio)

There's no music, no confetti
Crowds don't cheer, and bells don't ring
But you'll know it, I can guarantee
When the right one comes along

What they're thinkin', what you're feelin,
You no longer have to guess
All those questions are finally put to rest
When the right one comes along

Every single broken heart will lead you to the truth
You think you know what you're lookin for
Til what you're lookin for finds you

 

 

 

When all the heartache starts to make sense and it feels like the corner has been turned who is standing beside you? Is it your friends? Family? A spouse? Whoever it is ought to feel like a needle finding a vein.  When you find it you'll know.  The connection, the energy, a soul vibration that lets you know you're home.  

These "Unicorns" in life are the purest form of love.  These are the friends that pick up where time left off years ago.  Maybe its the checker at the supermarket..... Is it your spouse? Its that force that awakes inside when meeting someone for the first time that can never be stifled. 

To be loved by a unicorn is the most euphoric form of love... Its what all the sappy movies are made from. Its not a fairy tail, the right person will come along.  Stop settling for the person who gives you butterflies and strive for the one that awakes the fire inside of yourself.  

The love of a unicorn loves unconditionally.  It sees you in soul form vs physical form.  Loving fully knowing it can't be tamed... The power to let go and encourage others knowing the connection will always bring them back.  

 

 

When you find these connections nurture them with all you have and when its time set them free.  It will come back and it will remind you to be alive.. To live everyday knowing you could be someones unicorn.  

To all my unicorns that feed my soul I wouldn't be where I am today without your love.  It literally feeds me and keeps me sane.  To the unicorn imposters that broke my heart and left the pieces thank you for showing me the difference.  To the ones I've set free, I'm fighting for you and cheering you on, our time will come back around.  To the ones that set me free I'm thankful for the release.  The force to look deep inside and grow is a gift 

Grinch

In Who-Ville they say, That the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day! And the minute his heart didn't quite feel so tight..... ~ Dr. Seuss


As the layers of past hurts fall away I'm taken back by the physical sensation of my heart breaking free.  It feels bigger, stronger, softer and full of this imaginable euphoric feeling of love.

This is precisely how the Grinch must have felt that Christmas morning down in Who-Ville.

I am reminded daily how far I've come, how blessed I am to have good people in my life and how utterly precious life is.

This week I pondered a lot on what to blog about, I have so much to share.  So many feelings and thoughts but none of it felt right.  Sometimes you don't know what you need until the right thing comes along. Its not always my journey to know... Be still. Be patient.It will come when you least expect it.

Saturday was supposed to be a pseudo mothers day... I wanted to sleep in, indulge in a cup of HOT coffee (opposed to the cold coffee I normally have) and delight in a perfectly toasted strawberry poptart....... the day I had planned so perfectly in my head seemed so simple, so attainable that it was impossible to screw up ( fuck you ego)

In reality things didn't go according to my fairytale plan... The plan was bigger, stronger more vast than me.  I was back to this place of dreamy expectation,  disappointing reality and the space between the two. 

My inner self's time to shine.... my ego could bitch and moan or my inner self could rein in my disappointment and make the best of the day.  In that brief moment I'd already beaten the brokenness inside me.. I choose to win and win I did!

The rest of the day was spent in this foggy appreciation for my life and the ability I had to make the best of it.  The power of my breath, my heart and soul is meant to be shared.  The more I live from the heart I'm able to see the good in others.  I beg you to find your inner-self and nurture it.

 I've always loved cards and holidays.... Mostly cause it meant I was supposed to feel something better than what I feel day in and day out.  Just because its mothers day or a birthday doesn't mean the feelings are real.  This year it wasn't about cards or gifts or anything really and for once reality beat my egos wildest imagination.  It's indescribable really to feel so happy so loved and entirely complete.  Its the words that are felt without needing to be said. I've worked my ass off to feel this way and god damn it felt good. For once in my life I felt deserving and not guilty. 


Ironically I fished mothers day with a frosted strawberry poptart and it tasted better than my 6 year old self remembered.  My heart grew three sizes this weekend and I'm forever grateful for this journey....