Can I be real with you friends? Yesterday, I had some heart palpitations over my self-worth – the money kind and the soul kind. It did not. feel. good.
This is usually a very busy time of year for my business and important for our family’s finances, but I’ve pulled back on almost everything to put my full attention on this. I know it’s meant-to-be and will be so, so soul-stirring. But as I looked at the numbers, tighter than usual, and started adding up some big expenses coming soon (including my sudden need for a root canal and some major home repairs), I could feel myself spiraling down.
To add fuel to the fire, my heart felt bruised by some unkind notes and actions from a few folks who don’t like that I communicate with the great beyond. (Thank you to all you dear hearts who lifted me up on Facebook yesterday!) It’s easy to feel uneasy when we feel attacked or misunderstood, right? It contributes to that crappy feeling of not having enough, not being enough, not doing enough.
I hate that feeling of lack. It makes my chest tighten, my head spin and my heart race. As soon as I feel it creeping in, I know I’ve got some work to do. Not work-work, but re-framing work; taking the time to consciously shift my thoughts from scarcity to abundance.
I knew yesterday that if I got caught up in a shitstorm of worry over money or mean girls, that negative energy could practically shut me down, blocking the flow of positive energy – contentment, prosperity, trust, service – into my life. So I put on my big girl pants and got down to business.
I followed my 3 step recipe for manifesting money & magic…
First, I got grateful. I started taking stock of all the abundance already in my midst: a home I love, a full fridge, a cell phone, a laptop, shelves full of books, transportation, healthy kids, a flexible schedule, morning coffee, art supplies, warm flannel sheets. I could have gone on for days. I bet you could, too.
Second, I called in my angels. For me, this means getting quiet and sending out an S.O.S. (much like a prayer) to any and all available angels. I request assistance in lifting my energy and clearing the way for more light-filled abundance to flow in so I can be fully focused on using my life for good.
Now, I had an extra-special opportunity yesterday and the timing was no coincidence, I’m sure: I had a session booked with Laurel Maffei-Bleadon, a gifted healer and channeler (just like many therapists have their own therapists to help them work through personal issues, intuitives tend to lean on other trusted intuitives to deliver and validate personal messages). The messages I received through Laurel’s team of wise spirits & angels were right on the money, including a detailed description of a new online program I had been planning for January until Into the Light came along. It was their way to validate that my vibration (and ability to attract abundance) rises when I’m in the zone, creating something new and meaningful and needed. Now I’m so excited to finalize and unveil that project super soon!
Third, I talked myself into a prosperity mindset. I headed to the bank to transfer some money, and saw a coffee shop across the street. Man, a dark mocha sounded really good – but I began to feel that tightening in my chest as I tried to convince myself not to get the coffee. I wasn’t passing it up because it was a fiscally responsible choice (which would have been perfectly fine and probably smart), but because fear and lack were trying to rise up again. I looked at the situation straight on, witnessing how that scarcity mentality was so keen on convincing me I didn’t even have $4 to spare. Not true, I reminded myself. Not true in my bank account. Not true in a world where there is plenty for all. Not true for a girl who is attracting abundance. I have enough, I told myself. I am enough.
And do you know what happened, friends? I went through the coffee shop drive-thru, ordered my mocha, and when I pulled up to the window, the barista said, “Guess what!? The car in front of you just paid for you!” Oh. My. Word. My whole body filled with elation as I told her that I’ve done that so many times for other drivers, but that no one’s ever paid for me…and that this was the PERFECT day for it to happen. “Cool – it’s totally karma,” she said.
I drove away happy as a clam, so thankful for that little sign that all is well, that there is enough, that the universe is listening.
It’s listening to you, too. What are you manifesting through your thoughts and actions? I’d love to hear, brave hearts.