Affirming Money

Written by Skye Thomas

Creating abundance is probablyrepparttar hottest topic acrossrepparttar 122295 internet. Whether you're looking to start a business from your home computer or trying to payoff your mortgage in time to retire with comfort, everyone seems interested in how to get more money. There are personal growth and spiritual growth lessons involved in creating wealth that have been oversimplified. Most people have issues around money that cause them to block themselves from actually creating a life of wealth and abundance. A major piece of changing one's self talk is in stating positive affirmations. However, without hard work and a bit of old fashioned elbow grease, affirmations are worthless.

First off, let's look at why we even need affirmations. Many of us were taught that money isrepparttar 122296 root of all evil. The real quote should read, "The love of money isrepparttar 122297 root of all evil." Yes, greed isrepparttar 122298 real topic, notrepparttar 122299 amount of money in one's bank account. For whatever reasonrepparttar 122300 lesson about greed has been taught all wrong and people think that money in and of itself is evil. Money is simply a means for barter, a trade system. I'll trade you a chicken for a new dress. We agree to swap paper money or coins that createrepparttar 122301 equivalent ofrepparttar 122302 trade so as not to have to haul chickens and dresses around with us. Money is just a means of creating trades. It's also a way to save up for later. I'll give you a chicken today, but I want apples when you harvest them from your trees this fall. Money can be accumulated towards a larger deal. I've worked all year making shoes forrepparttar 122303 entire village so that they'll all come help me build my new house this summer. Saying that money isrepparttar 122304 root of all evil is like saying that trading goods and services is evil. Trading is trading, it's cooperation in a numeric format. Nothing more nothing less.

Another concept that many of us have to unlearn isrepparttar 122305 idea that it's really difficult to earn a living or it's really hard to amass any kind of wealth. Personally, I hear my father telling me throughout my childhood that "Things are a lot harder when you get out intorepparttar 122306 real world." Truth be known, nothing in my life has been as difficult as my childhood was. Forrepparttar 122307 first fifteen years after I left my dad's home, I had to work really hard at making every penny because that's what I thought wasrepparttar 122308 grown up way of doing it. I have a friend who was raised onrepparttar 122309 exact opposite mindset. He was encouraged as a child that he was completely capable of making money with or without any fancy college degrees and such. The result is that he's always had money and it flows in and out of his hands pretty freely. He even built a business fromrepparttar 122310 ground up on his first try because it never dawned on him that he was supposed to fail and struggle.

Marty, the Angel Repairman

Written by Suzanne Solle

I was in a somewhat confused place in my life a couple of years ago. I had been unceremoniously ousted from my high paying marketing position two years before and was still struggling with a lot of "who am I and why am I here?" type questions. I didn't realize it atrepparttar time, but I was inrepparttar 122294 process of evolving from a person that lived almost entirely through my mind torepparttar 122295 person I'm becoming who lives from her heart and soul.

Of course, life marches on even when you're inrepparttar 122296 throughs of a personal identity crisis. At this point, fate had thrown me a broken dishwasher.

Our family's finances atrepparttar 122297 time ofrepparttar 122298 appliance meltdown were abysmal. Finally, after several months of dealing with mountains of dirty dishes strewn aroundrepparttar 122299 kitchen, I cried "Uncle". I bought a dishwasher withrepparttar 122300 remaining credit available on our credit card.

I was so happy whenrepparttar 122301 two young men showed up to install my shiny new best friend. It was stainless steel onrepparttar 122302 front, absolutely beautiful, and amazingly quiet.

Too quiet, as it turned out.

I used my sleek new companion several days in a row. Each time I finished runningrepparttar 122303 dishwasher and took outrepparttar 122304 dishes, they were still dirty. I calledrepparttar 122305 store to ask for help and they promised to send someone outrepparttar 122306 next morning to check intorepparttar 122307 problem.

Marty,repparttar 122308 repairman, showed up right on time. He was around fifty, slender and had a cowboy sort of air about him. I was immediately comfortable with him. He seemed open and friendly, competent and wise. We went intorepparttar 122309 kitchen and within five minutes, Marty had determined thatrepparttar 122310 installers hadn't opened a water valve completely, so there wasn't adequate water reachingrepparttar 122311 dishwasher.

I was relievedrepparttar 122312 problem was so simple and easily fixed. I thanked him and offered him some coffee. He accepted a mug, leaned back againstrepparttar 122313 kitchen counter and after taking a sip, asked me if I believed in angels. His question caught me off guard, it didn't fit with our conversation up to that point. I asked what prompted him to ask me that question. He said he'd noticed I had several angel and cherub paintings and figurines around my house and garden. I felt slightly disconcerted and avoiding his original question, I said yes, I did indeed collect them.

He then handed me a postcard from his tool box with information about a store in Independence, Missouri, about 45 minutes from my home. He said I should go there some time becauserepparttar 122314 owner had many angel objects for sale. I asked Marty how he found out aboutrepparttar 122315 store. He proceeded to tell me an amazing story.

About six months before I met Marty, his only daughter had been killed in a car accident on I-435, a nearby highway. She was a passenger inrepparttar 122316 front seat riding with a couple of friends. The driver's cellular phone rang and he dropped it while trying to answer it. When he bent over to pick it up, he lost control ofrepparttar 122317 car and slammed into a concrete barrier. Marty's daughter wasrepparttar 122318 only person that was killed.

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