My Enthusiasm Trumps Your Gook

I had the opportunity this weekend to attend an education conference. I had a wonderful time and learned so much. There are some very intelligent, dynamic, and creative people in this world.

I have had many opportunities lately to be around people who are enthusiastic and full of passion.

There is something so appealing and wondrous about enthusiasm. Enthusiasm feels the air, surrounds you, and motivates you to do more.

Enthusiasm brings a smile to your face and lights a fire to new ideas.

Next week I will have the opportunity to review a book. A book that the author himself asked me to review and share my thoughts with you.

When I told Brent about the request, the first thing he said was, "Krissi, what if you hate the book?" The only thing I could think is I hope that is not the case.

I received the book and started reading it the other day and thankfully, halfway through the book, and I can say I don't hate the book.

In fact the author has seemed to capture this idea of enthusiasm. He has made me smile and he has certainly made me want to do better.

At the same time that I have had these experiences of enthusiasm, light, I have had a few not so good experiences. A few personal relationships have come under a bit of crisis. Mainly due to mis-understandings, mis-communication and a lot of. . . well. . . gobbly gook!

Gobbly Gook-nothing important, nothing relevant, nothing defined, energy draining

My blood pressure has been raised, my demand for justice has come into play and all of my energy and effort put forth to a bunch of. . . gobbly gook.

As I have reflected on these experiences the good ones and bad ones I realize how important it is to center myself in enthusiasm.

Now don't get me wrong I don't mean we should all party every day and live it up.

I mean the kind of enthusiasm that reminds you what is important. Enough enthusiasm, happiness, and light to drown out all the gobbly gook.

Just a thought and maybe a challenge make someone smile today they may need your light.

Hugs and Prayers,

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