10 Minutes A Day – 4.10.14 – Kimberly Gosney

All right, so here goes. It’s time for me to come up with something brilliant to say for the next ten minutes.

Breathe.

Talk to real live people. That’s what’s in my head. Real live people that want to help you. If you reach out and send the universe a message that you need help and someone shows up with an offer to help you…

Please take them up on that offer and don’t just leave them hanging wondering why you’re not responding.

Oh, and one big piece of advice – everyone puts their pants on one leg at a time. Which means that no one is better than you are, no one is more important than you are. Or better equipped to help someone than you are. Because you are the prize, you’re the gift, you’re the great big wave.

All the rest – that’s just noise that’s meant to dim your sparkle. And, if your sparkle goes out? Who else will light the way?

Or who else will be left to eat an amazing piece of lemon meringue pie with you? (The pie story is for another day.) 

Don’t blink or you’ll miss the amazing people out there that are meant to help you. Don’t get too big for your britches and don’t be a poopy head. Because no one likes a poopy head. That’s what I tell myself everyday. Because I want to make sure that I stay grounded in who I am and what I have to give.

A wise mentor said this afternoon – You’ll never worry about money if you show up and serve. 

But, today. I must admit – I’m shaking in my flip flops about money. Although I know it really isn’t anything except something that comes to you and moves away from you.

Damn, I’m feeling like a philosopher. And, yes – I googled how to spell philosopher. I’ve also googled the word squirrel. For my daughter’s homework, but hey! My hubby couldn’t spell it either and he went to college.

I’m glad I didn’t waste my money there, but instead did stuff.

Fun stuff. Real stuff. Scared out of my mind stuff.

And, now my 10 minutes is up. And, I was rambling.

In honor of AJ Leon – I think I start telling you where I’m at when I’m writing.

This was written on my comfy red couch in my living room while drinking a cup of coffee at 11pm and watching Grey’s Anatomy. That’s where the don’t dim your sparkle mess came from. Grey’s Anatomy was talking about fireworks and the 4th of July.

 

 

 

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