Author: kimberlyjohnson (page 4 of 10)

This… omg this!

This video sooo feels like the truth. 

Getting your life together is not like society wants you to believe. It isn’t always rainbows or roses. It isn’t always going to college, finding the man of your dreams, getting married, having babies, making tons of money, magically becoming enlightened, having a huge house with a white picket fence, finding the perfect lost dog that needs a home, and then retiring to travel the world on a sailboat… (And trust me if you fall into this ideal… I say cheers, I have no judgment for those that are blessed in this way and that the above is what your life has or does look like.)

With that said… in my experience “getting your life together” is a process. It is a lot of falling and getting yourself back up. It is a lot of laughing at yourself. It is a lot of breathing. It is a lot of being compassionate and kind to yourself on the bumps along the way. It is a deep trusting and knowing that when one thing doesn’t go your way that it doesn’t mean nothing is going your way. It is about finding the good now and not always chasing something better later. Also it is about having TONS OF FUN!! Playing sometimes more than you are working. Being irresponsible when you know you being in bed might be more beneficial for your day to come. “Getting your life together” is just living. It is embracing each moment. It is falling in love with yourself and your life NOW– TODAY!

I used this metaphor the other day:

I was with a client and dear friend and he said “yeah life isn’t all roses and rainbows” and I said “yeah in reality we actually want some shit next to our roses because in time it will make the soil more healthy and vibrant which will in turn make the roses grow more abundantly.”

Our shit, our darkness, our falls build us up. Develop our character. Grow us and push us to become who we are meant to become in this world.

Warriors. Healers. Compassionate men and women of the world. Lovers. Poets. Business owners. Nerds. Whatever it is… the world and your experiences are shaping you in ways to help you be your best, most alive version of you.

Here is to this video. Here is to laughing more. Here is to more play and joy during the journey. Here is to fucking getting our lives together and being okay with how messy it looks!!

In deep looove,




Love Letter #1

As my heart speaks,

Sometimes at night I curl my body and weep into cotton hoping that you will realize your worthiness. That one day you might feel in the depths of your soul that you deserve everything you could dream of. That you might feel in the the center of your being that who you are and what makes you worthy has nothing to do with your looks, your stomach rolls, your business, your clothes, your house, your car, your money, your actions, your emotions, your scars, your shame… NONE OF IT. I beg you please stop resisting yourself. Accept yourself in your wholeness. Please stop destroying yourself. Love and be kind to yourself before all else.  You were born perfect and you will die perfect. You contentment lies in this truth. Your happiness lies in this realization. Your boldness is in the owning that you are already everything you need to be. Who you are is light, love, and truth. You were born into your worthiness. It can never go away. Nothing can strip you of your worthiness or who you are. NOTHING. You are fucking brilliant and beautiful because you were born into this world, it is that simple and that complex. It is both. You are exactly where you are supposed to be or you wouldn’t fucking be here. There is no where else for you to be…or you would be there, not here. Be present to the gifts of this moment. They are everywhere, hidden in every crevice and crease of this life. Notice especially with your most observant eyes the ones that disguise themselves as challenges or struggles. Those are the yummiest of gifts. Be gentle. Go gentle. Open your heart and trust that the world is good. Breathe. Dance. Smile. And let the cackle of your laugh shake the core of the Earth. 

I love you.

You are enough, just as you are.

Welcome home.





Note to self…

Simple and sweet today. Saw this, a little picture my business partner posted, and wanted to share!





They are going to kill me…

Pudgy legs and belly rolls.

My mom has my hand and is leading me into the shallow end of the pool at Holiday Island.

My age is 2.

My mom swears this is the first time she ever saw fear, judgement, and terror in my face. Up until this moment I was known as the ‘happy baby’. I was a  socialite. Talking to everyone. Letting all of the strangers hold me. Constantly smiling, laughing, and talking.

In the moments before my body submerged into the water. I caught glimpse of a couple. They were covered from head to toe in tattoos and piercings. I don’t remember this part but my mom recalls them as looking like they had ‘lived a lot of life’ and maybe not the easiest of lives.

As my eyes saw them my finger went up and I began point and scream…

“They are going to kill me. They are going to kill me.”

My mom looked up shaken from the sudden change in my demeanor and saw what I was pointing at. She immediately got close to me and starting whispering in my ear, “Kimberly they are not going to kill you, calm down honey”.

The screaming turned into hysterical crying. Convulsing.

As my mom was sharing this story with me I couldn’t help but wonder when does a child learn judgment and fear?

Are we born with it? Is it taught? Does it come from past life experiences and patterns?


Why do we as humans walk around full of judgments and fear?

Fears and judgments of ourselves and others…

One of my favorite quotes from the bible is Matthew 7:3

“Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?”

I find that when I am judging another I am really just judging myself. Maybe the person has traits that I want. Or maybe the person has habits that trigger fears or memories from my past either conscious or unconscious.

I also think that judging another takes the spotlight off of you in moments. So what I mean by this is that when you are judging another about their behavior or person that it actually in some ways makes you feel better about yourself. Maybe it just simply the distraction, in the moments when you are doing it you are not thinking about yourself. Or maybe it is that to break down another makes you feel better about your own struggles, challenges, habits, or quirks.

It is a form of numbing. It is a form of distraction. It is a form of unconsciousness.

What if in those moments you chose instead to be present to this persons humanness. To their hearts. What if you accessed compassion, love, and kindness and gave them that instead of judgment?

And what if you did the same for yourself? Many people I come in contact with judge themselves way more than they would judge another.

What if in those moments you chose instead to be present to your humanness? To your heart. What if you accessed compassion, love, and kindness and gave that to yourself instead of judgment?

What might shift or become possible in your life if love and kindness ruled instead of judgment?

I would love to hear your thoughts. Please feel free to share them below. Also if you love these words please share them on social media or with a friend.

In deep thought and curiosity,




How to connect with yourself…

First take a moment to take a deep breath.

Not just a normal deep breath. But a breath that you can feel in the tips of your toes.

Now all I want you to do is push play the music video below. If you are in public place you might want to have ear phones and to close your eyes.

My only advice to you is to listen to this song with an open mind. Listen to it as if you this song was written for you and to you. So many times we hear ‘love’ songs and our mind goes to someone we once loved or someone we love. Today I want you to listen to this love song as if you wrote it for yourself.

Now close your eyes and listen to each word. Allow the words to penetrate you. To change you. To alter you in this moment.


Please share below what came up for you. And if you feel anyone else could use these words please share them!!

You are so loved,



What if you didn’t have to try so hard?

It’s dark because you are trying too hard.
Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly.
Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply.
Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.

I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig.
Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me.
When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic.
No rhetoric, no tremolos,
no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell.
And of course, no theology, no metaphysics.
Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light.

So throw away your baggage and go forward.
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet,
trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair.
That’s why you must walk so lightly.
Lightly my darling,
on tiptoes and no luggage,
not even a sponge bag,
completely unencumbered.”
― Aldous Huxley

I have a tendency at times in my life to use intense effort to do things, get things done, or to feel okay.

I am also prone to be harsh with myself. To judge myself easily. To talk to myself in demanding, demeaning ways. To expect more out of myself than I would ever expect out of anyone else.

I have in some way convinced myself (or society has convinced me) that this is how I will get more done or become the person I know I really am. This is how I will grow my business. This is how I will get better at yoga. This is how I will become more spiritual. I have told myself that this is the way to get what I want. It will happen through pushing myself hard, hard, and harder or through struggle.

I also see that at times I try to manipulate situations so that I can get what I want. Using effort to have my life and things in my life feel ok. This pattern shows up most in my relationships. Manipulating the relationship so that I don’t have to be alone. Or not having the hard conversations so that I can stay in the relationship a little bit longer… maybe this time it will work.

But lately the messages I have been receiving are more towards tenderness, lightness, and gentleness.

How can I be more gentle and tender with myself?

How can I tread more lightly as I walk on this Earth? Physically. In  my impact. In my voice. In my effort. Everything.

How can I use less effort and dance more with the flow of life?

Do you find yourself feeling like life is harder than you think it needs to be? If so, how can you soften? How can you be a little lighter in your walk today? 

Can you make your breathes longer today? Inhaling on a 5 count and exhaling on a 7 count.

Can you drive the speed limit? Allowing yourself to be late if you are going to be late.

Can you walk like a grasshopper and not like an elephant? Noticing every step.

Can you be present when you talk to your children or spouse?

Can you look someone in the eyes when you speak to them?

Can you enjoy your favorite song, singing every word and letting it penetrate your being?

Can you go lightly my darling?

I would love to hear what comes up for you when you read this. Please if you are so called share anything and all things that resonate or want to be shared. Also if you feel moved share these words with anyone you think could benefit from them!

To tenderness,


Get yo’ sexy back…

“I love that you live on a farm.” – Friend

“Really, why?” – Me

“You bring style to the farm”. – Friend

This conversation and comment struck a huge desire in me. I love fashion. I love style. I love my style. I love wearing clothes that make me feel amazing. In fact I love feeling amazing.

With this same friend I sparked in him the ability to wear clothes that he had always dreamed of wearing but never quite knew how to start doing it.

Something I want to spark in people is how to be more themselves. Whatever that looks like. Maybe that means literally fashion. Maybe it means exposing their more silly side. Maybe it means being able to express themselves more truly and openly to those they love or strangers. Whatever.

I realize that it takes me a long time to open up. To be vulnerable. To share.

Brene Brown shares about the importance of vulnerability here…

I am currently on a mission to always be my most true/whole self.

“How can I be more myself?” “How can I be more myself?”

This means in how I dress.

In how I speak.

In how I love.

In how I share myself.

In how I treat others.


This is what I notice when I most myself:

Everything shifts…

I feel more at peace.

I experience more connection.

There are more good days than bad.

I feel sexy as hell.

I more easily love others because I am so brilliantly loving myself.

I walk with my shoulders up right and head held high.

People share themselves with me more.

I get more compliments.

I feel all around amazing!!

Signs I am not being fully myself:

Feeling exhausted or anxious.

Throat or neck pain. (Signs you are stifling your voice)

Starting to not ‘care’ about what I look like (I don’t mean this superficially I mean this in a way where you literally do not care how you are representing yourself when you leave your home)

Feeling dread about getting up and starting my day

Not taking care of myself… feeling numb or lackluster about life

Angered or agitated easily

Feeling extremely lonely

Ways to get back to being yourself or get yo’ sexy back!

First step is to notice when you don’t feel like yourself… then take action and try these things:

Put on your favorite outfit.

Take time to get ready. Leave the house feeling amazing about yourself.

Sitting alone with myself. Quiet.

Exercising. But doing it in a way that feels amazing!!!

Ask yourself this question: if I truly were taking care of myself and loved myself what would I do today to prove that to myself and the world?

Do something different. Drive a different way to work. Say hello the cute barista and smile.

Call someone you love and miss and tell them about yourself and your life.

Ask out the man/woman you have been dying to ask out.

Ask for help and let someone give it to you.

Sing a little too loud.

Dance like no one is watching.

Notice people. Make eye contact. Share with them something you love about them. Their shirt, eyes, smile.

Do something that you know makes you feel amazing.

Take 10 deep breaths.

Share something about your life with someone you don’t know. Create connection.


Life is what we make it. Honor where you are and know that you have the power to change your circumstances.

You are the change you want to be in the world. So what are you representing as you walk through life. Are you representing love for life or a feeling of resignation? Are you representing connection or disconnection? Are you representing self-love or self-loathing?

What do you want to be the walking example of on this planet?

Choosing to be yourself, truly is a moment by moment choice. There isn’t a quick fix. It is choosing to do things that make you feel more you and amazing every single day. It is a process of knowing yourself.

I would love to hear your thoughts. I would love to hear the techniques that send you back into being more yourself in the world. I would love to hear how you step back into your light. I would also love to hear your stories of struggle around this subject. Please share whatever your heart is begging of you to share.

Also if this is something you have always struggled with and you want to know yourself more so that you can truly be yourself in your relationships, in your career, and in the world… please reach out to me. I would love to schedule a time to talk. The world NEEDS and WANTS YOU. The real you. Not some fake version of you. Email me @

To owning your sexy and your true self,



What are you running from?


Hard conversations

Setting boundaries




Your money issues


Imagine this…

The sun was no longer visible in the sky, but its light lingered. Creating shadows. Silhouettes.

Naked I stepped out of my lavender infused bath. Dripping. Calm. Breathing deeper than I have in weeks.

Clothes beaconed me. Warm, cozy clothes as leaves fall and temperatures find new lows. My room is up a steep flight of stairs.

The scene around me is boxes and things strewn around. In a rushed an attempt to organize my life before I move again for the 5th or 6th time just this year.

I took three steps up my stair case, suddenly remembering I needed something. What now I don’t remember because as I went to turn and step down the three steps I slipped, slide, and crashed into my tile floor. My right hand reaching down to try and catch me.

Yet sometimes you can’t be caught in the graceful ways you dream. Sometimes life has another plan for you.

In that moment I knew something was not right. I had watched my wrist bend the complete opposite direction than it should. Losing all mobility. Feeling sharp pain and automatic swelling.

I just laid there.

My stairs lie right in front of my icebox. I remembered I had a steak a dear friend had given me. I don’t keep ice. But this steak would be the saving grace along with a dear friend who would minutes later come to my rescue.

I placed the steak on my wrist. Knowing something was either broken or twisted and turned.

My car is a 5 speed. I knew there was no way I would be able to drive myself across town to an emergency clinic even though I knew this was what needed to happen.

Hours later, rescued and driven by one of my closest friends to a clinic, an hour long waiting room sit, and multiple nurses and doctors my wrist was in brace and I walked out.

Let me pause the story and tell you something about myself…

Running is my go to. When things get hard or feel like a struggle in my life escape feels so much easier and better than dealing.

This time the Universe was not going to let me run.

Can you see me… It is kind of comical. Moving with one hand and trying to get the whole thing done in three days.

I called my mom. She came and sat with me.

She already knew and the first thing she asked me when she arrived was Kimberly when are you going to stop running from life? From the hard places?

I looked at her and tears swelled. We both knew this was the moment when I am being offered a lesson to stay.



Sit in the darkness. Set boundaries for myself and my home and my life. Stand up for myself.

In this moment as I sit writing this. Hand in brace. I know deep learning is happening. Rewiring. Deep patterning is being untangled. I know because I feel so at peace.

Running allowed me to feel better quickly. It gave me a quick fix. But my issues and struggle always resurfaced or came back to me in another form.

This time I choose to move through, find actually solutions, and heal this part of myself.

Not running has given me space to breathe.

If you are running, I get it.

What would become available or possible for you if you chose to not run?

How can you sit, breathe, and let yourself go through whatever the Universe is begging for you to go through?

This is one of my favorite quotes.

“Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness. How do you know this is the experience you need? Because this is the experience you are having at this moment.” – Tolle, A New Earth

Not have to run feels good. To give myself permission to experience the pain and the joy in this moment feels liberating. Running served me for years and now I am trying something else.

If you find yourself running… please know you are not alone.

I am here with you. Let me know what I can do for you or how I can support you.

I would love to hear your story. I would love to hear your version. Please share it below. Let this community hold you.

You are amazing. You have choice.

SO much love,




Do you believe in Free Will?

I have a question for my audience.

Do you believe in Free Will?

Other questions to answer if you so want: (Or anything else you want to share)

What does free will mean to you?

If you don’t believe in free will what do you believe in? Destiny? Fate? Something else?

What has shaped you to believe what you believe? 

What does holding this belief do for you in your life?

Does holding this belief change how you live your life?

I am asking this from a research standpoint. My thoughts have been deeply embedded in this conversation the last few weeks and I can’t get it off my mind so I am bringing it to the masses.

I am interested in all thoughts. This is not about debating the subject. All thoughts or beliefs are welcome here. This is a place where I simply want others to have the space to get curious and share their hearts!!

Ok go… yay and thank you so much in advance!




Friends in low places…

The title for this blog comes from many places and inspirations. It is not just from the famous Garth Brooks song.

Another inspiration is this delicious photo.




This is a few of my dearest girlfriends. We laid under the stars, being kept warm by a fire, and talked life. Like real life.

Not how the weather is but how our hearts are.

Asking questions to dive deep into each others souls. Offering space for each of us to share and open up and heal.

There are seasons in life that are darker than others. Lower than others. I at times forget how crucial and important friends are during these times. I tend to be a person who isolates myself or keeps to myself about the more bumpy moments in my life. Last night I came out of my hole and spent time with a group of people who feed me, who I long to feed, who radiate love. Last night I was gifted with the remembering of how much healing can happen even in just two hours if you open up and let others hold you and you hold others.

Today I am celebrating friendship.

Here is to learning the path to befriend ourselves and the path to nourishing and cultivating true relationship with others.

Feeling so much gratitude today.

Who can you reach out to and let them know how much you love them and care about them? What friendships do you want to celebrate?

In love and light,



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