A year in the life of......

A collection of true stories of: Triumphs and Failures. Random Thoughts and Rants in life and love of a Masocistic Beauty Queen.



Sunday, May 13, 2012

Slow Like Honey


Even the most bitter taste can be sweetened; all you need to do is add a little honey.   It's any easy fix and something that is given to us by a tiny creature who we get the privilege of sharing our existence with each day.  Life can make even the most even tempered person bitter.  Allowing them to wake up each day sulking about their imperfections of the soul, the heart, and the pocket book.  One would think that just as they would make their tea taste better that they would apply the same concept to life.  But, some times it takes longer for a person to realize the problems that are the biggest are those which have the simplest resolve.

I miss the train a lot on the ones that don't require much thinking.  That would explain why I have spent so much time over the last five years feeling sorry for myself and my situation in life.  What makes the whole thing even more ridiculous is that fact that I love honey.  Actually it's so much stronger and crazier....I am obsessed with honey!  Every event, every person that we encounter on our path to life's goal of being filled with love isn't going to taste like a perfect vanilla bean cupcake.  The majority of them are going to taste like a sour patch kid that you grabbed from the bottom of the bag because you weren't paying attention when you selected it.  

The moment you realize that every thing in life changes.  The world becomes a brighter and more vivid place to live.  Each day of your existence becomes more beautiful then the next. You feel like you could just reach out and with each grab at the air your fist is filled with teeny, tiny, magical, baby birds.  When you climb the stairs it's like walking on music notes.  There is no feeling that brings us closer to life consuming love then when everything becomes sweetened, as if were drenched in honey.

The secret to finally realizing what real love feels like isn't really that spectacular.  Yet it is impossible to ignore.  The things that used to keep you from really embracing love, the bitter things, are no longer there because you cannot taste them.  Everything around you looks as if is pulsing before your eyes....it's a little crazy but you don't care.  You want to dance circles on the uneven floor in it's center.  The sun is shining warm on your skin and the stars sparkle.  It's your life, you've prepainted the path with honey, it's sweet and smells of spring.  Love is in your heart and no one can take what is inside of you.