Originally Posted by waizen
...I'm not, in any way, in poverty level, but I find myself just scraping by. At the end of the month, after paying my bills, I actually just scape by, with only about a few dollars left in my bank account. Always just enough. Not more...not less. If I ever do happen on a few extra bucks somehow, then something happens to spend it for me. That's the time, for example, when my dog will do something stupid and spend that money with vet bills or something. You get the picture.
It's like trying to bring an airplane in for a safe landing but just barely making it to the edge of the landing strip...every time. Very stressful.
But you always manage to land safely, right? You never overshoot the runway and crash and burn?
Consider re-framing that from "I just
had enough money to squeak through to the end of the month!" to "I had plenty of money to last until the end of the month! And I still have a few bucks left! Awesome!" And when you start to feel stressed out every month, remind yourself--"I always make it to the end of the month just fine! I have plenty of money!"
Sure, it sounds crazy, and it will feel like a lie at first, but if you can re-train yourself to recognize how what you already have is good, and acknowledge that it's good, it will become much easier to manifest something better.
...I examined my emotions whenever I think of me getting a high level of wealth. What I found is that the emotions are very similar to those whenever I encounter another person who I happen to have on a high pedestal. |
...In my case, I have a problem taking the 'big deal' out of wealth. I need to start feeling it as being a part of my current life, in a natural way.
One thing that helps me is to go "shopping." Browsing in expensive stores, looking at objects I might want to buy, is part of it. But so is feeling comfortable in that kind of environment, as if I have every right to be there (because I do!).
Many people are intimidated by expensive shops. They're afraid the staff will be snobbish, or that they'll have to confess they can't really afford the expensive goods for sale. They become intensely aware of their lack of money (as well as their lack of other traits such as sophistication, taste, or worthiness to own these objects). They're effectively telling themselves that these things are too good for them (the pedestal you mentioned), and totally out of reach--and so they are.
So going into stores carrying luxury goods, paying attention to the thoughts and feelings that come up and recognizing them for the limiting ideas they are, can be very helpful. Repeating these kinds of shopping expeditions until you can feel comfortable and confident in that environment brings you into closer alignment with the vibration of wealth, as does getting used to the prices of items in those stores. When a $500 wallet or $25,000 watch no longer seem horrifically expensive, you're on the right track.
And you don't have to actually want these things, much less buy them--you just have to start seeing them as normal and attainable, not an out-of-reach exception to reality.
I did a similar exercise with houses, just before I started looking for my current house (only I did it online). I looked at real estate listings for houses far outside my price bracket--huge mansions, estates, penthouse apartments in NYC, private islands, etc. Initially, I felt intimidated at the thought of actually living in any of them--I'd have to have staff (and where was I going to find them, and how was I going to manage them, and could I trust them?), I'd have to live up to certain expectations, and to properly live in some of those houses I'd have to lead a certain lifestyle that seemed far out of reach.
But I kept looking at them, and imagining the life I would lead in those houses, until they stopped seeming so intimidating. I didn't want
those houses, or that kind of lifestyle, but after spending some time playing with the idea of it I didn't feel so anxious about it anymore.
So when it came time to look for my current house, I didn't freak out when I spotted the perfect house online--the one I immediately knew was my
house--even though the asking price was almost twice what I'd planned on spending. It was still a lot of money, but next to all the multi-multi-million-dollar estates I'd looked at, it was peanuts. And since I'd lost so much of my resistance to the idea of a house that cost that much, I actually managed to buy it--everything just fell into place, through an incredible set of circumstances.