A Quote by Wayne Dyer

If you say to the universe, "Gimme, gimme, gimme," which is what a lot of the work around the law of attraction says because of a misinterpretation, then the universe gives you back what you offered out. You get more "gimme, gimme, gimme." "Gimme" means you don't have enough. You have a shortage. The universe just keeps giving you more shortage because of what you're thinking and saying.
If your message to the universe is gimme, gimme, gimme, the universe's response back to that kind of mentality is exactly the same. The universe will say right back to you over and over again, gimme, gimme, gimme. If you shift that and you say to the universe, to the world, how may I serve? How may I serve? The universe's response back to you is how may I serve you? How may I serve you?
Harry Enfield and 'Chums' is very family-orientated, but 'Gimme, Gimme, Gimme' isn't for mums and dads.
We only need so much to survive, but this world we live in tells us we need more stuff to be happy. We're inundated with our televisions, the Internet and advertising that says in order to be happy you have to have these things. When you say, 'Gimme, gimme, gimme,' you will always be in short supply.
We're all - all of us - a minute away from dying. If you're aware of that, life becomes a little more precious. Also, you have a slightly different outlook. It's not so much "gimme, gimme."
When we make our art a practice, when we make our workspace sacred and enter it daily with respect and high intention, then we elevate our actions (even if they're taking place within the profane arena of commerce) beyond ego and above gimme-gimme ambition.
Just gimme some stage. I'll make my own way once I get there.
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer.
If he gimme the word then I'm flippin the bird & then I'm spinnin around & I'm grippin the burn
Take this rifle, kid. Gimme that guitar.
Gimme: an agreement between two losers who can't putt.
I'm alright, nobody worry about me. Why you gotta gimme a fight? Can't you just let it be.
Good afternoon, everybody-ugh, Jesus, gimme a sec.
As we all know, the concept of the gimme putt is anathema to the PGA Tour.
You need a bad operation. Gimme the scissors, hammer, flame.
Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.
And as for baby-boomer parents cluck-clucking about illegal substances, ah, gimme a break. Still, I think I'll pass on the rave. But more power to 'em, I say.
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