Unicorns sprang into mind this morning when I found an old iris journal...one I'd saved all these years because of the bold irises on the hardcover. Inside was an inspirational quote I'd copied from a pamphlet that had given me hope at a time of major transition. Elliot and I had moved back to the beach and were living in a motel for over a month, looking for reasonable housing so we could get our furniture out of storage. The handwritten quote:
"Those that love me will I renew even as the strength of the unicorn,
as the flight of the eagle, and thy days and thy habitation
shall be called blessed by those that know ye."
Edgar Cayce Reading 0716-002
My journal went on to record a bit of amusing synchronicity surrounding the unicorn that happened later that morning. At the laundry mat, someone had won a plush little unicorn and displayed it on the coin-operated toy vending machine game. To my surprise, the unicorn had a tag, Good Stuff. I laughed at the timing, grateful for the angel message. Good stuff is coming. The little unicorn stayed behind to gift another.
A short time later, we were guided to the perfect apartment through a series of synchronicities that played a part in such a unique find. Two blocks from the ocean, reasonably priced, and in walking distance to a spiritual place where I'd work one day, and give volunteer talks on angels. A place we called home for seven years.
One more thing about unicorns. You're probably familiar with the famous unicorn tapestry series at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The beautiful panel shown here is a picture of patience as you admire the intricate handiwork in the details. The tapestry depicts the unicorn in quiet submission. Patience is worth the wait... The captive unicorn, woven into a timeless panel, is at rest-- content to be, although in confinement.
If you look closer, his chain is loose and he could break free and leap over the fence, but that isn't part of the divine plan. The tapestry is coded with symbolism, all part of the big picture. The unicorn represents Christ. Every little flower has meaning. But the tallest flower, a purple iris, grows at the gate entrance and is front center in the floral scene. Iris is a sacred flower for those who revere Mother Mary. A flower that draws us to higher inspiration and intuitive purity. Iris signals a new birth is at hand. Maintain hope, and, a sense of peace being restored. The best is yet to be.
Remember, you are never alone... God has given his angels charge over you... Watch and listen...ready to obey. Love will always make a way.
Love and peace,
Rae Karen
