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When Abundance Comes Knocking

Today, I was sitting in on a budgeting seminar and had a very exciting thought occur (no I haven’t finally lost my mind in order to love budgets). I realized that once I’d started letting go of some fears around money and started looking at my situation from a realistic, but heart-centered place, abundance had also started knocking on my door. Was I a better host?

So if I take a few steps back to explain what I was doing on a budgeting seminar, you’ll follow my process.

I’ve been carrying student debt since I’ve graduated from university (almost a decade ago). I thought I would have “so many years ahead of me” to get rid of this and that my bright future and promising career was going to provide me with enough of an income that thoughts of a cushion or a budget didn’t even properly occur to me. Then I was affected by the recession a few times. What? Me? Yes, me. My promising job laid me off as soon as I graduated. I thought that wouldn’t…couldn’t happen to me. Then in 2010 I was let go without cause. My thoughts then: “Universe, are you freakin’ kidding me?!?” I then accumulated some consumer debt.

Sure, I could get into why I think this happened to me (i.e. habits, beliefs, lack of experience), or rationalize it, or posit how I could have handled this differently but the point of this post is rather to state where I am now. I’ve carried debt. What a big taboo! It’s sad, because it can be avoided (and definitely corrected) but we shouldn’t be embarrassed to admit we do not know how to handle money if our society doesn’t encourage this type of education. It’s left to our parents, and often, our adult selves. I’m actually quite surprised how few men and women know how to budget, use credit cards and plan for their financial freedom.

In my life, it’s a reality I’ve had a hard time accepting. I’ve had to look at myself honestly. I’ve had to observe my behaviour without judgment. I’ve had to evaluate my priorities and make choices. I had to be honest with my partner. Most difficult of all, I had to admit my weaknesses and ask for help.

Ouch.

So…I created space for abundance to come in.

One of the solutions offered to me was to start getting familiar with some no-nonsense money and budgeting experts. Another solution offered was to do some belief work. I think I needed both, as I’m sure a lot of us do. I’ve been working on both solutions. You need to get the point of an exercise and where you’re starting from, before you can learn the technique. That’s how I understand it.

The first step with money, as with anything, is assessing where you are, and that’s where a budget (and tracking) becomes useful. And that’s where you came in on this post.

So here I was sitting on this budgeting workshop with YNAB, and as I’m plowing away at my own budget, they announce a winner of the software: Mercedes – That’s me!!! WHOA!!! That’s awesome.

As I thanked the organizers for the prize, it hit me: I won two prizes from draws in the space of one month. TWO PRIZES! I hadn’t won anything in contests or draws in YEARS. The other prize I won was a consultation with a coach. One could say my “luck” turned around. A wiser person would say my mindset changed.

What I took away from this was that not only was the Universe giving me exactly what I needed, I had effectively opened the door to variable forms of abundance by proactively asking for help. I’d opened the door to solutions coming in different forms; not just the ones I liked or expected. I had accepted my current situation as my starting point, instead of regretting, throwing a pity party or “should-ing” myself until I felt ill. None of these emotions or mindsets would help me anyway. I was ready, in this state of acceptance and humility, to take constructive action and receive abundance. I’m cleaning house for better guests, because I want to be a better host. I’ve received the form of abundance I needed, because I welcomed it when it knocked, albeit quietly, on my door.

Moving Past Barriers

In my first post,  I targeted a few of my personal barriers, such as pride, fear and finding my voice.  This reminds me of old wisdom.
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A Wise Perspective
In shamanic societies, when you came to a medicine man or woman unhappy, demotivated or depressed, they would ask you the following: When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you stop being enchanted by stories? When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence? They would explore these with you and empower you by seeing where your soul lies and what makes it smile. I danced most of my life. I have loved dance in some form or another for as long as I can remember. Thankfully, I was never self-conscious about my dancing; not in the sense that it became debilitating.
Stolen Joy and Burn Out
I was very sad when I thought I couldn’t make a career out of my love for dance, and I suspended it for my university years. Those were some of the flattest years of my life. I studied, I planned my career, I partied a little. I did not dance. My heart did not beat to a song in 5 years. When I realized that the emptiness was because I missed dance, I signed up to belly dancing, contemporary and swing. When I commit, I go all out!
I eventually settled on swing, but soon fell into my competitive patterns. My heart broke when it hit me all over again that I couldn’t possibly ever be the best; there’s always new blood!
Through all the busy-ness, the self-abnegation, the denial, the negative self-talk, the restraint, the impossible standards, I hadn’t realized how my health had been affected. I was so controlled and composed that I have a hard time letting loose. I tried so hard for years (and still do sometimes) to keep it together; for work, for my loved ones, for the sake of success, that I fell ill. In 2012, I burnt out. The flood gates opened and years of tears have been catching up with me since. I mourn how much of mySelf I’ve lost.
People wonder how one burns out. The answer is, too much of anything, even restraint, can lead you to the end of your rope. I suppose that’s the spirit of the expression “enough rope to hang yourself” came from. When I told people I burned out, I often got a surprised reaction. “How could a twenty-some year old burn out”? Was my job that demanding? Probably. But those who know me I’m very strong. The issue was that I’d been strong too long, for the wrong reasons and hurt myself in the process. Striving to be perfect, seems like an obvious way to fail. Striving to satisfy other people seems like a recipe for disappointment. Working to fit a mold, meet expectations, better yourself to other people’s standards or simply, their idea of you, is absolutely, undeniably exhausting. Imagine upwards of twenty years of “living up to XYZ”. Anyone would agree that continuing this, in full awareness, must be self-destructive: Self-destructive.
In the process of repressing one trait, one emotion, one habit, one idea or one value to benefit another that does not honour us or that is so foreign to us we do not recognize any part of ourselves in it, we then deny who we are. In that moment, with that decision, we’re destroying that part of ourselves. Hope isn’t lost on one decision. We’re in constant evolution and we reinvent ourselves every day. The deeper constant is who we are beyond the face we present to the world; the true Self. This self is recognizable in our awareness, in being. This being said, through decisions that go against our true Selves by means of selling ourselves out is an act that taxes our energy like no other thing. Denying who we are deep inside is a hypocritical form of negative energy. It’s counterproductive, but we think of it as an effort toward the collective, or toward compromise, or to be “reasonable”. The only reason I need is to BE.
Today, I show up for mySelf as often as I can and practice intention through yoga, dance, writing, photography or daily tasks. I practice forgiving myself. I ask for help. I listen from my heart. I try to show others glimpses of my Self (Bright Star). Most of all, my Wolf totem helps me howl to the Moon, to soothe my soul.
What have you overcome to find yourself? How have you recovered from a hurtful situation?
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