“If you do not see great riches in your imagination, you will never see them in your bank balance.”– Napoleon Hill
I journaled $10K into my possession
- Every Thought Creates Your Future. It sure does.
I’m a big fan of audio books. And the books I’ve been listening to recently are
You are a Bad Ass by Jen Sinchero
And
You are a Bad Ass at Making Money by Jen Sinchero
Her books are my go to “read” for when I’m not feeling like the particular bad ass house wife I know I am capable of being.
I am awesome.
But sometimes I forget. And I need to be reminded
My list on audible include
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Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill
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How to Win Friends and Influence People by Dale Carnegie
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Rich Dad Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosaki
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Rich Dad’s Cash Flow Quadrant by Robert Kiyosaki
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The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F#ck by Mark Manson
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The Four Year Career by Richard Bliss Brooke
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The Compound Effect by Darren Hardy
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The Four Hour Work Week by Timothy Ferris
- A few of the personal development books from my non audible collection.
Listen to Jen, all ready! Geesh
I listen to Audible by Amazon when I’m driving, cleaning and cooking. I ditched the radio for an education in personal development.
BEST. DECISION. EVER.
So I’m home cleaning and doing the house wife thing and Jen is going on about writing a letter to money as if it were a person. And how the money I desire is here and I just need to wake up, be open to seeing it.
Cray Cray. Maybe but keep reading.
I brush if off because once I stop cleaning I get distracted and I end up with partially done tasks.
There is nothing worse than a half swept kitchen.
I make a mental note because I do want to write this letter in my journal.
You see, I’ve been manifesting money while I journal. I tell myself things like
I see the money in my account.
I am grateful for the money I am making.
I have 10k in my bank account.
I write how I feel about this money that I “have”
I am so happy and grateful for the money in my account.
I just opened my banking app and cried tears of joy. I never seen this much money before.
I am speechless and humbled to know I am making a difference in the world and this money will help me do it.
But I never actually written a letter to money. So I dabbled thought messages to my dear friend moo-la.
Hey girl, come over more. You know I love it when you are around.
Hey. Hey. Hey. My daughter would love it of you came to out with us.
Yo! Money honey, come spend some time with me. Your energy lifts me up.
I do it. I write a letter to money. I write to the universe.
But before I get into the details of my desperate plea for money to come to my way. I want to be as real as I can with you.
I am not one to post my struggles on social medial. Particularly my financial hardships. So to tell the world how “broke” I once was, is, very humbling. I really had to swallow my pride here and get real venerable.
Actual snippets from my journal
January 25, 2018
Late night thoughts. I have $1.00 in my account. There is still a week left before I get paid. I feel very overwhelmed… like I am drowning. I hate feeling this way. I don’t ever want to feel like this again.
February 9, 2018
I am grateful for the money I am making. I have made 10K from the blog. I am gracious and willing to help others. I know the universe will provide. I am seeing the money in my account. I can see it and feel how happy and stress free [I am] because of this. I can see me happy and not crying at the $0.00 balance in my account.
February 16, 2018
I am thankful for the money that is coming my way.
On February 18, 2018
I receive this Facebook message
February 19,2018
I surrender it to the universe. I don’t know how I am going to get it. All I know is that I’m getting it. I can see my balance paid off. I am so happy, I cry tears of relief…I feel free and relieved of stress. Money is coming to me.
February 23, 2018
…No, we are not poor. This is temporary money is coming our way. I love and am grateful for the money we are about to receive. We are rich, abundant with joy and happiness. We will be wealthy. I see the money in my account. It is there.
My letter to money.
February 24, 2018
Dear money,
It’s been a while. I know and I am sorry I don’t speak to you more. I try to keep you in the loop, you seem to never stay around.
It’s me, I know. I am a terrible friend.
I love when you are around, we make memories. We go to lunch and you get to treat Zoey. You get to be apart of Zoey’s life. Help her with dance class and see to it that she doesn’t have a childhood I once had. You’ve spared her.
I don’t want to raise her without you. I want her to know and respect you.
I mean, you are needed around here. So come more often. I want you around.
We need you.
When you go, I can’t sleep at night. I toss and turn thinking of creative ways to get you back.
We are waiting for you. You are always welcome in my house.
XO
Juanita
But Juanita money is the root of all evil.
I’ve heard that a time or two.
I grew up in a house hold where “money talk” was a taboo. You didn’t talk about money.
Money was the devil.
After I let go of this false belief that money is a bad thing. Because, well, when you really think about it and really meditate on how money makes you feel, it’s a good thing.
I don’t think money is the root of all evil.
I believe what one does with said money determines the good/bad factor.
Let me explain.
Woman makes $500,000 and opens a orphanage in Africa.
Ta-da money is good!
Woman makes $500,000 and spends it’s on gambling, loses everything.
You get the point.
We need money to survive. We can create good things from having an abundant supply of money.
Set your mind on a definite goal and observe how quickly the world stands aside to let you pass. – Napolean Hill
If you feel icky about talking, thinking or having money I highly suggest reading some of the books listed to better understand the mindset of wealth.
Then the magic happened
It was some time between the 25th and the 28th of February that I wrote in my journal. My last entry was the 24th and then I let the letter make its way to the universe.
I surrendered and let the Big Guy work his all mighty magic.
I was in so much shock that I didn’t bother looking up the date to begin my journal entry. I literally left it blank.
February 2018
It’s been a few days so let me catch you up. After I write the letter to money I got a statement in the mail saying I have 10K in a retirement fund. Holy hell. Just a few days ago I was writing a letter to money asking it to come around and BOOM, money was sent to me. Not in the form that I was expecting but who am I to judge how the universe decides to pay me…
Ya. That just happened.
To me and you know whats crazy, I believe you can manifest money as well. I believe if you desire riches you will receive them. Believe without a shadow of a doubt.
Faith backed by a burning desire knows no bounds.
Until next time.