There are things we all want to believe and Believe In. We want to, and I would argue need to, believe in one another…that we are all bringing the very best we have to give to each encounter.
That is our unicorn story; that our highest selves are the ones we bring to our parenting, our partnerships, and our workplace.
Once in a while, it’s true. Once in a while, I am a radical unicorn goddess and so are you.
And the stories we make, about how there are rules, and how if we all follow them and play our very best, we can all win the game? Those are our unicorn stories. We want to believe them, and some people swear they are true.
Tonight I am not writing about those stories.
I am writing about the truth, and Al Gore long ago clarified that the truth is rather inconvenient. (I’m not writing about Al Gore tonight, either.)
The truth is more like…
A toad. A unicorn-toad.
Warty. Hopping about. Hard to grasp. That horn, though…majestic, still!
Here’s the thing…
Some of us are born inconvenient. Our only indiscretion was that we came out that way.
Some of us play by the rules our whole lives, and still do not win the game(s). Some of us can not stop hopping around, relentlessly clarifying how and where the game is rigged.
It is.
Tonight, I am writing to the inconvenient hoppers. I see you. If you are one of these unicorn-toad beings, please keep it up. We were born inconvenient, and we will remain inconvenient.
It. Is. Exhausting. Drink water and rest. Know your toad-icorn family and talk often. We may never un-rig the game, but we can revel in the great possibilities and share in the distinct sorrows.
Love.
Image from: https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/what-is-the-largest-toad-in-the-world.html
Majestic horn added by my friend, Bonnie.
