After having a delightful dinner in a restaurant one time, a quail egg vendor reached out to me and said…
“Sir, I’m selling these quail eggs ..Would you like to buy some?”
Although I already felt full, I thought I might give it a try. So I thought…
“Maybe I could eat these quail eggs while driving home later…”
So yes, I handed him my money and put the quail eggs in the small pocket of my bag.
That day passed by and I forgot about the quail eggs.
Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into a month…
One time, upon entering my room, something smelled really fishy (like literally…)
It stinks!
Thinking that it may have been something from the outside that got into my room, so I ignored it..
I went on to sleep that night but woke up to the really bad odor…
I checked and checked until I found out what that was! (hmmm…I bet you already know what’s causing it, right?? )
You guessed it right!
It was the quail eggs I hid inside my bag.
“Phew! Why did I let it in there??”
I know, right? I knew I was full then but I still let it in.
I bought that quail eggs when I knew I was already full…
Okay, so what’s your point March, you ask?
In the same way, you know deep down in your spirit that you are already full…
…that you are enough!
…that you are full of potential!
…that you are fully loaded!
But then one person comes into your life and dump their garbage on you…
And all of a sudden you smell bad! Something stinks inside of you….
And you begin to feel low…You feel empty…You feel drained!
Start cleaning the rotten egg inside of you…
Turn off the negativity in your head.
Now, let me ask you…
What are your quail eggs? Or should I say who are your quail eggs ??
It may be that grumpy boss who told you, “you’re not good enough..”
Or that co-worker who told you, “you’re not capable of doing great things…”
Or your relative who told you, “you’re not gifted!”
Don’t believe those lies. Clean up the mess!
You have a gift…that only you can give!
Now go out there and spread your wings like an eagle!
You just have to believe in you.
Rooting for you,
March
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