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Unicorns

Every once in a while,
You have one of those days
That discourages you
It brings you down
It makes you question
What you're doing
Where you're going
Who is on the journey with you

My best response to these kinds of days
Is to give myself a big mental hug
And remind myself
That I am a f*cking magical unicorn

I will make it through
I am meant for greatness
My love is strong enough to overcome this day
I am always growing and learning
Nothing ever stays the same

But being in this space on your own
It's hard
It hurts
You wish there was someone to love
Just as strongly, right beside you

Because as much as we like to think we can do this on our own
We think this life is about individual salvation
The reality is, we are all connected
We experience growth and awakening and joy
Through relating
We exchange energy and that exchange is either magical
Pure
Bliss
Or it's down in the dumps disheartening

So the work is to stay open
Because your heart is needed
Someone needs your energy
They may not know it yet
You may not feel like you can continue

But your yearning is calling out to the universe
And it will be answered
Like a battlecry in the dead of night
It awakens those around you
And it sustains you as you fight
For the thing you want the most.

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