In my new keynote, I talk about my love for my yellow birds. I do adore them! They bring me such joy!

Someone pointed out to me something I think I kind of knew but somehow had not fully stepped into.

I created that joy. Full out created that joy. I made it up.

I’ve always thought they were beautiful. Their yellow is so bright and gorgeous. They even fly gorgeously!

But years ago when I was really not feeling well – even before the cancer – I somehow decided that the yellow birds were a sign that all was okay. That I was okay. That everything would be okay.

I remember a family member telling me that I shouldn’t look for my yellow birds. That it would “mean more” if I waited for them to come to me.

That didn’t work for me. I quickly decided that if seeing one was great, then seeing more would be stupendous. Stupendously magic. I intentionally walked to places they gravitated to. I kept my eyes and ears open at nearly all times. I made sure we had the bird food for my bird feeder that was made for my yellow birds.

Every time I see one, I am filled with joy. Every time, I know the universe loves me. Loves me beyond.

Last Monday, as I went to film my speaker reel, three people showed up with five yellow birds for me between them.

I was given five yellow birds in one day.

I am filled with joy.

I’d love to hear your thoughts, and please share this post with others if it resonates with you. Let’s start a movement of loving ourselves First Most and Always!