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Is that so?

The Zen Master Hakuin (1686-1769) travelled extensively to learn from other masters. When he was 32 years old, he returned to the Shoin-ji, the temple in his home town of Hara, in present-day Shizuoka Prefecture. Here he devoted himself to teaching a growing number of disciples. Hakuin was praised by his neighbors as a teacher living an exemplary life. 

A beautiful Japanese girl whose parents owned a food store lived near him. One day without warning, her parents discovered that she was pregnant.

This made her parents angry. The girl would not confess who the man was, but after much harassment, she named Hakuin as the father.

In great anger the parents went to the Zen Master and scolded him in front of all his students. All Hakuin would say was “Is that so?”

After the baby boy was born, it was entrusted to Hakuin’s care. By this time he had lost his reputation. His disciples have left him. However Hakuin was not disturbed, and enjoyed taking care of the little boy. He obtained milk and other essentials the boy needed from his neighbors. 

A year later, the girl-mother couldn’t stand it any longer. She confessed the truth to her parents— that the real father of the boy was not Hakuin but a young man working in the local fishmarket.

The father and mother of the girl went to Hakuin at once. They asked his forgiveness and apologized profusely to get the boy back. 

Although Hakuin loved the child as his own, he was willing. In giving up the boy, all he said was: “Is that so?”

— Edited from Paul Reps, Zen Flesh, Zen Bones (1957), p. 22

“The Master responds to falsehood and truth, bad news and good news, in exactly the same way: “Is that so?” He allows the form of the moment, good or bad, to be as it is and so does not become a participant in human drama. To him there is only this moment, and this moment is as it is. Events are not personalized. He is nobody’s victim. He is so completely at one with what happens that what happens has no power over him anymore. Only if you resist what happens are you at the mercy of what happens, and the world will determine your happiness or unhappiness. ” – A New Earth, Eckhart Tolle

This is I believe to be my whole entire purpose on this planet. To find peace in each moment no matter the outer circumstances. Peace, happiness, and contentment are all within me. It doesn’t matter what life is serving up for me I can still choose happiness and peace. Also when I am at peace with each moment life begins to be a teacher and an opportunity to grow and learn. I don’t have to resist. I get to be present and see what is in each moment to help me evolve.

Life is truly what you make it. Try on just being with whatever is happening in each moment of your day. Without judgment. Without reaction. Without resistance. Whether someone at work is complaining to you. Whether someone is offering to buy you a coffee. Whether you rear-end someone. Whether you see an old, dear friend. They all can happen with ease, peace, and acceptance. Imagine the difference of experience if you rear-end someone — there are two ways one could show up —   you get pissed and start yelling, crying, and screaming. Blaming the other person for slamming on their breaks. Feeling like your life sucks and this always happens to you. OR you get out of your car, take a few breathes, walk over to make sure the other person is okay. Check out the damage. Call the insurance company and the police. Calmly explain what happened to both. Apologize and hug the person you hit and leave the minor accident with the rest of your day fully ahead of you. Feels different right? You have choice. How you act affects others. How you show up changes everything. Even if the other person is freaking out you can be the calm in the storm. We can’t change anybody. We can’t change how they act, how they show up, what they do with themselves and their lives… what we can change is how we act, how we show up, what we are modeling in our lives and in the world.

This is taking responsibility. This is making a difference. This is how you can impact people and the Earth.

Choosing love. Choosing presence. Choosing consciousness.

I love stories. This one always speaks to me. This is what I want to model. Love. Acceptance. Peace. Freedom.

I love you all, thank you for coming here, thank you for reading my words, thank you!

xoxo

Kimberly

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What dreams may come…

Living in Denver has been a TRIP… In fact if any of you readers are tempted to move here, you might have a built in roommate (me)!! You lucky duck!

I decided in October to leap into my dreams and move to Denver because it marked the one year of my divorce finalizing. I officially have been divorced a year and have been without a partner for almost two  years. Before I got married, I had maybe spent a total of two years alone. I was always in some sort of relationship. Always codependent on someone else. Always looking for my truth and worth in the eyes of another. Always looking for approval. Always hoping that I would be the gem in someone else’s eye.

Well let me tell a little of what has happened here in the beautiful mile high city, in a short three weeks:

I forced my way into the lives of a group of amazing humans. I was once told by a friend that if you want someone to be your friend, make them your friend. So that is exactly what I did. One night, a friend and I, knocked on the door of a house that we had been eyeing. Once the door opened I knew that my life would be changed. This group of humans only do what they want and they make money don’t it. Sound familiar? It is kind of exactly what I am looking to do… They are brilliant. They are creative. They think outside the box. They have become my friends, colleagues, and inspirations. They have given me the wind I needed when I wasn’t sure if I could get off the ground on my own. They have given me full permission to go after what I want and NEVER LOOK BACK. Thank you Pennsylvanian Hot House!

I asked the Universe for a mentor and it gave me one. This person is completely different than me.  They offer me a whole entirely new skill set. They offer me a sounding board and truth. In fact, my heart is telling me that this is the game changer I have been seeking.

I got to spend an entire week with part of my soul, a desert sister, that has been a rock in my life since 2007! She came to Denver and let’s just say we left this town a little different than we found it. Oh the shenanigans!!

I have met woman upon woman who have spoken to my soul. Who live life differently. Who want to play big. Who are seeking. Goodness my heart is overflowing from every interaction I have been blessed to have with all of you! Thank you for being exactly who you are!

I have gotten the opportunity to miss all of the humans that I have and LOVE in my life. To miss someone is such a unique experience. It is so fun to put time, effort, thought into staying connected. Picture texts, phone calls, energetic exchanges…

I have written some of my most beautiful pieces of work. I am growing as a writer and learning how I write and what works for me. I am learning what inspires me when I write. Which comes so much from people. The mundane things in life. Watching  people live. Watching people interact. Watching people love. Being the observer of people and allowing it to fill me and inspire me has changed my entire life. Thanks people for being people! It is truly profound to be human and to walk this Earth. It takes courage. I honor all of you for doing it. And I thank you for sharing it with me, even if in the smallest specks of time and knowing we never see each other again. This is what life is about and the fact that I get to capture it in words is a gift.

My career has come to life. My belief and trust in my work has solidified. My passion is constantly increasing like a beam of light and everyday I see it has reached a little further and has rooted itself a little deeper into my soul. It is beginning to be difficult to distinguish the difference between my life and my work.

This one is the knocker…

Last night as I was lying in bed something happened… I had the thought…

“I can’t imagine anyone being in this bed with me.”

Then my thought process looked something like this…

Shit.

I like being alone?

I like being alone!

Yes, I really like being alone!!

I like who I am. I like being around myself. In this moment I realized I am becoming the gem of my own eye.

Then I rolled over and fell into a deep, restful sleep and had the first dream I have remembered in a long time. I dreamed I was in a beautiful relationship and I was happy.

The smile I fell asleep with hasn’t left my face.

I am beginning to believe I have it in me to love another deeply again. To open up. To trust.

This is such a relief to me. I knew I would eventually have to come full circle and begin to open again… but I was seriously worrying because every time I would think about being in a relationship or see a couple I would get nauseated… I wish I was joking. Two years in a constant state of nausea. I was wondering if it was serious…

Today I feel different. Like I’ve turned a leaf. Maybe the changing of seasons has something to do with it. Or maybe in falling in love with myself and being dedicated to go after what I want has given me space to heal and love again.

All that I do know is that the path revealed itself to me and I said YES! Each day is a new adventure that I am embracing. Each day I take one more step forward. Today I am at peace. I am free. I am alive. I am so grateful for this life and the opportunity to live it.

More to come…

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What in the world is a manifesto?

PC: Jessica Brown

What in the world is a Manifesto? (Said in nothing less than a distinct southern twang)

Today is a really big day in my business. Tessa (my business partner) and I are launching our biggest retreat series ever, Revolutionary Retreats. We were inspired to do so after we had attended many retreats in the past and every single time we left the retreat and fell into

overwhelm

frustration

anxiety

Honestly, just a downward spiral. Why you might ask? Well it is because retreats are all about lifting you up, making you inspired. This is great, this is wonderful I am not at all dissing this part of the process. My only issue is that then when you leave you literally do not even know where to start or how to implement what you just learned. You got high and then like all highs… you crash. And I mean you crash hard. We decided we wanted to revolutionize the way retreats are done… through a year process of trying to figure out what that even looks like…it finally hit us. There need to be retreats that ‘pump you up’ but also set you up for success. What I mean by success is getting the shit done while you are there. No leaving the retreat and then trying to figure out, on your own, how to implement all the knowledge and inspiration you had.  Key word… had. So we have devolved a series of retreats where you get the shit done while being fully empowered and inspired!!!

Our first retreat launches today!! Check it out here: www.revolutionaryretreats.com 

Back to the first question about Manifesto’s… well if you just hopped over to our website hopefully you feel a little bit more learned about what a Manifesto is. Through the last few months Tessa, Rebecca (our collaboration partner on this amazing project) and I have been going through our own Manifesto Creation Process and I wanted to share with you a little something that came out of it…

One of our assignments was to write a letter to one of our yummiest clients…sharing with them what we wanted for them…what we hope they experience, what we dream for them…

Well I didn’t know this was going to happen…but this came out.

I wrote this at a coffee shop in Denver, CO… the whole time while crying my eyes out! Yep, imagine that scene… it was as epic as it sounds!

Here are the goods:

As my heart speaks,

Sometimes at night I curl my body and weep into cotton hoping that you 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 center of your being that who you are and what makes you worthy has nothing to do with your looks, your body shape, your career, your clothes, your house, your car, your money, your actions, your status, your emotions, your scars, your shames, your biggest regrets… NONE OF IT. Let me say it again, NONE OF IT… Who you are is light, love, and truth. You, sweet soul, were born into your worthiness. It can never leave you or be stripped from you. Never. You are brilliant and beautiful because you were born into this world; it is that simple and that complex. I beg of you please… please stop resisting yourself. Accept yourself in your perfection and in your wholeness. Please… please stop destroying yourself. Love and be kind to yourself each step of the way. Sometimes I loose my footing as my breath shortens and my heart breaks knowing the words you speak to yourself. I hear them because they too are the same words that I whisper to myself, hoping, praying no one hears. Child of this beautiful, crazy world, not a one of those words are true. Not one. The only thing that is true about you is that you are so fucking perfect that nothing can get within miles of your perfection. You were born perfect and you will die perfect. You contentment lies in this truth. Your happiness rests in this realization. Your boldness is in the owning that you are already everything you need to be. Please know that your tears and pain are just as beautiful as your smiles and laughs. For without the night we would not know the day. You are a whole. You are complete. You are perfect. If you want to meditate, meditate on how perfect you are. If you want to change the world step into your wholeness and nothing can but be completely transformed and altered in this truth. Go into the world. Stand tall. Exactly where you are. Free yourself from the prison chains. You hold the key, my love, in your own heart.

From my heart to yours. I give you permission to fly.

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Traveling Entrepreneur, my ass…

I have only be in Denver two days and maneuvering through clients, a new place, a new space, time, energy… ahhh everything. It feels intense. It feels exciting. Mostly though, it feels intense.

I am assuming this what a blind person might feel like trying to figure out a new place or situation. I once watched this documentary about a blind man who white water kayaked the Colorado River.

This story now has a whole new meaning to me because I feel as if that is what I am doing. Blindly going about creating my dream life. Not really knowing what I am doing.

The what is, is:

My phone doesn’t work in my new apartment, which is totally fine except this is how I see clients. In a pinch I remembered that since I have wifi I can use my google phone. Thank you google. So grateful for this resource! P.s. it works great!

I feel extremely tired and I am told it is because of the elevation change. I am not sure but shoot I feel exhausted. This gave me an excuse to visit a local coffee hangout Europa Coffee House, which is like 50 feet from my front door. The coffee was great. The men were beautiful. (Everyone should know how boy crazy I am … now feels like the right time to share this truth.) And it had real great energy. People reading. People sharing space with friends. Good music. It reminded me of my local hangout Onyx Coffee Lab in Arkansas. It will be my home away from home!

I got lost walking two blocks yesterday. Literally, I couldn’t understand my phone GPS and I legitimately got lost in two measly blocks. (Ohh if you don’t know this already, I am not directionally competent.) Well not yet at least. I was proud of myself though I didn’t ask anyone for help, I figured it out all on my own. What seems like a small feat sometimes is bigger than you know!

I drank a few brews (Denver Pale Ale) my first night in Denver and woke up feeling not super hot. This was the Thursday I was talking about in my first blog (read it here if you haven’t yet) so as you all know I had a day full of clients and work ahead of me. I didn’t drink that much but once again everyone is saying it is because of elevation change. The word on the street is that you can drink like normal and then you just wake up feeling like you might die because of change in climate and elevation.

I got confused about my time change from central to mountain time and may or maybe have messed up a few client calls. This was an opportunity to be authentic and transparent. This was also an opportunity for me to connect with my clients, reach out, offer them a gift for the mess up, and just really truly be present with them.

All in a 48 hour time span. Pretty solid if you ask me.

For some reason none of that mattered. I am a human that is going to mess up and sometimes I will mess up more than other times. This being one of those times. I also am being kind to myself. I know that during transition things might get crazy, unorganized, confused, messed up, and disorienting. I feel like if I were a DJ right now I would send myself a love song, telling me everything is going to be alright.

In fact… this one goes out to…. well… me

As I follow what sets my heart on fire something else really beautiful is happening, a natural state of compassion. I have the space to be deeply kind and compassionate to myself because I am amazed by what I am doing. I am in awe of my drive to go after what I want. It makes me honor myself in a completely different way. It makes me trust myself.

Plus, learning how to travel and take care of my child, The Revolutionary Living Institute, is going to be a journey. I feel like it is going to take some adjustment, patience, compassion, kindness, and trust that I can always figure it out! Wanting to be a dirtbag entrepreneur is one thing but making it happen is another.

Things are well here in Denver. Cheers to a lovely weekend. I can’t wait to share more about my adventures.

Xoxo,

Kimberly

 

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I barely made it…

I almost didn’t go to Denver.

Seriously I didn’t.

This morning I was lying in my moms bed all warm and comfortable; I began to think about the next few days ahead of me and what it might look like to get into my car and drive to Denver. My One Year Alone journey is starting in Denver and is supposed to start today. Anxiety began to set in. I knew that the first full day I would be in Denver would be a Thursday, which is my busiest client and work day. So I began to change my plans. I thought, man, maybe I should leave and go to Denver on Friday. Friday makes more sense and is such a better day. I won’t be busy. I can spend the next two days at my moms house getting all my work done and not have to stress about anything. Well to intensify my already intense thoughts, about this time,  my dad turns on the weather channel.  I hear the low, deep voice begin talking about a ‘storm’ that is coming in from the west and is supposed to be in the direct path I am driving to Denver. There was a red circle on the screen (which was highlighting where I would be driving) and it said severe weather from noon to 6:00pm (pretty much my entire time driving). I started to doubt myself. Should I go? Is the Universe giving me a sign. Is this really what I want? God, this feels so uncomfortable. I can barely breathe. How in the hell am I going to make it the next year? I don’t think I can do this. Maybe I should just stay in Fayetteville and do my business here. Every single thought you could think of presented itself.

My breath was becoming really shallow…

So I sat… took out a pen and decided I to write, get everything out, and get clear. Before I could write I knew I needed to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and I just started to breathe, really deep breaths, over and over again. Breathing in. Breathing out. My breath deepened and  as it did my truest self spoke to me:

“Kimberly there will always be a million things that will try to stop you. You must keep moving. Go. Trust. Love. The rest will be revealed to you. Nothing can stop you, unless you let it.”

In this moment I knew this was truth.  I also gave myself credit and realized that I have all the resources I need to get through anything. If there is bad weather I can stop, rent a hotel room, and wait it out. If my workload is overwhelming on Thursday or ever I can request help, push back dates, or find a space in Denver to campout without distraction and do everything I need to do. I can do anything… literally. Nothing can stop me. I am capable to move and maneuver though whatever presents itself to me today, tomorrow, and forever.

Then I stood up. Gathered my things. Put them in my car and kissed my parents goodbye. Today, I drove from Fayetteville to Denver. I have never driven this far by myself. I have flown many places on my own but never just me and my car and everything I own.  The weather was beautiful. It stormed on me for about 30 minutes and it was a really light rain. The storm gifted me with a rainbow and clouds that could change anyones day. I arrived in Denver and was offered a two bedroom apartment to rent. This apartment was supposed to be rented. But for some reason no one rented it in only October. I took it. It is magical in this apartment…I mean magical! I was gifted upon my arrival with a night of wonderful food, drink, and people. All of the humans I met yesterday are absolutely wonderful. Many of the people I met are from Arkansas. One of them is best friends with my oldest brother (for people that know me and my brother… this is such a blessing in my life to meet someone who loves my brother so much) and one of them (the girl I am renting the apartment from) use to compete in forensics with me when we were in high school. I mean seriously… completely amazing. I showed up for my life and life said YES.

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  (If you look for it, even your darkness will offer you gifts of beauty, joy, and opportunity.

Picture taken by my iPhone on my trip to Denver.)

Thank you Universe for the strength to listen, honor, and keep moving.

Excited for the journey ahead. I am here. I promise to show up, honor my hearts calling, trust, and let the rest unfold as it will.

To not letting anything stop you,

Kimberly

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