Ride the Unicorn
In 2016 we:
We laughed, we cried, we sweat, we cried some more, we bled, we cried even more, and, at the end of the day, we held our family close. Because our family always has been, and always will be, the main reason we have chosen to try and eek out a living through the tortuous means of dairy.
Matthew and I spent some time this New Year's thinking about what we want to do differently in 2017. Our conversation used all those ridiculous self-help buzz words. Intention. Purpose. You know, the ones that make you feel like you're getting a handle on your existence as a human being. In the end, we settled on one quirky little phrase that we can keep coming back to this year.
Ride the Unicorn.
What does it mean?
Okay. Bear with me.
What if we approached our lives using the premise that every single situation has magic in it. Even the most mundane, boring tasks. Even the most treacherously defeating tasks. Even the most heartbreaking tasks. What if we chose to see the magic of these tasks?
If you do. If you choose to see that magic. You've found the unicorn.
And then. What if instead of just finding the unicorn you hop on and you ride the unicorn. You know. Because you're a badass.
Sure, the unicorn may buck you off. Or maybe the unicorn will give you the ride of your life. Either way. It's a unicorn. And, let's be serious. If you see a unicorn, you're ALL-IN. There's nothing lukewarm about seeing a unicorn.
The truth is. There's nothing lukewarm about life. Or at least there shouldn't be.
Mathew and I set the intention to ride more unicorns this year. Whether it's raising two young children, running a goat dairy, or trying to make a living off our land...the magic is there. We just have to look for it.