Nathaniel’s Story

Nathaniel Drew joined us for a Genius Bootcamp in 2015 and later sent me this message:

“Hey, thank you for your genius Bootcamp. It was an amazing experience. …My life has changed quite a bit. A lot of positive manifestations that keep gaining momentum.” He added, “My wife saw a video of you …[and] approached me in tears because she related with your story so much. She read The Jackrabbit Factor and had me watch the video. In a month’s time we went from $19k/year expecting to be starving artists for the rest of our lives to over $70k/year and much more to come on the horizon. Thank you for sharing your world of abundance with us. It really means a lot to us. … Thanks again.”

I replied, “Great to hear, Nathaniel 🙂 I’d be happy to spotlight your story in an upcoming newsletter, if you would like to [send more details]. No hurry, just an open invitation.”

Well, turns out he has a fantastic story, and I’m thrilled he took the time to share it!

He related the events of the previous several years in his own words:

“I don’t want to be a starving artist anymore!” I said angrily standing outside my mobile home. I’m not sure if it was to my wife or myself or God or the Universe.

You see, when my dear Emily and I began talking about marriage during our courtship I told her “You know, if you marry me, you’ll be the wife of a starving artist for five or ten years.” Not only was she ok with that, but she was excited about it.

At the time.

As we lived the life of starving artists for 10 years we began to see others making a lot of money. Even artists doing exactly what I was doing making a lot more money than I was.

I had written music for musicals, commercials, short films, long films, and even some amazing feature films!

Nathaniel Drew’s Salt Lake Pops Orchestra on set for a music video

 

Nathaniel Drew’s Salt Lake Pops Orchestra performing with Alex Boye and Lindsey Stirling

So many times both she and I would get so mad. We knew how talented I was. We knew my compositions were technically amazing and I had won plenty of awards. We just had little money to show for it.

Nathaniel Drew conducting the Salt Lake Pops Orchestra

So it was, just after our tenth anniversary that I got mad for the last time. I cursed myself. I cursed the universe. I cursed my wife and my children and anything else I could blame. Anger and blame after all was better than the depression I had been through because I was now taking back my power.

One night I walked in the door from a torturous day at my studio and I closed the old heavy front door into our warm trailer. “Hey, did you get that video I emailed you?” she asked.

“Uh, yeah, the rabbit one?” I asked with smidgen of annoyance.

“Yeah, [about] The Jackrabbit Factor! It really has changed the way I look at things!” she said hopeful, but trying not to be too excited.

From here I must rewind to let you know some things about Emily to give you an appreciation of the place that she’s in at this moment that she’s offered this video to me. From the time we married it took seven years and many fertility treatments until we finally gave up on the idea of having our own children. Once we gave up our resistance we had our first child. Our son Liam. We then had our second son Peter 18 months after that.

She should have been the most elated mother in the history of the world, but she was depressed. In order to combat her depression she became determined and decided that she was going to run a triathlon. In order to run this triathlon she was going to train all summer for a specific triathlon at the end of the summer. She was so determined. She got up every day and went out to run. She scheduled other races that would lead up to the triathlon. She got her sisters and a niece involved who would run with her or watch the kids while I worked on my latest film score.

I had never seen her take such initiative. In the process she ran a half marathon! When she finished that triathlon I had never seen her more alive and happy. She even called it “easy” and “fun” and wanted to do more!

Many aspects of her life were changing. She stopped working so hard and started enjoying the kids more. It was this kick of empowerment that led her to Leslie Householder’s materials. “I haven’t looked at it yet, but I’ll watch it tomorrow if you want.” I responded.

“You should watch it right now!” Emily said excitedly.

I sat down with her and found the video [the one called Discovering Your Hidden Resources]. We watched together. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but after a while I began to feel excited. I wasn’t sure what to say. We talked for hours afterwards about the law of attraction and about emotions and about what we really wanted.

Those following weeks were full of emotion and change. I began to get up every morning at 5am and started a vlog called the 7 Day Journey. I began to clean and fix up my house and be proud of my appearance. I began looking at houses and different properties that brought me joy. I began to live my life in a way that my priority was to feel joy as much as I could.

Most of all we felt joy and love and peace surround our desires. Things began breaking loose in my life. I began to focus on the house that I wanted. I focused on creating and feeling good. Taking walks, getting enough sleep, getting exercise, meditating. Every moment of my life was a quest to find joy. I began to believe in myself again. To feel powerful and alive. To feel in control. I was finding my true self and my purpose.

The first two months I received more money than I had the whole previous year.

I remembered how well my brother-in-law was creating in his life and we began partnering up in business. We had a $50mil. development that funded that March. I created a high-class resort with a restaurant and spa. But the best is yet to come. The totality of my work right now is going places and doing things that bring me joy.

…I felt inspired to go to a certain University I graduated from. I sat in their brand new beautiful and open library all day. It was so fun watching students. It was as if they had idea bubbles coming out of their heads. So much energy and fun, and I just felt the energy flowing through me.

I then felt prompted to go and talk with the President of the college. I headed out to his office, when on the way I ran into some ladies from the music department from where I had graduated. They were talking about a new music building for which they were going to be getting funding. And it hit me why I was to meet with the President of the University.

I was in the office and scheduled an appointment that they normally don’t give, at a time that was perfect. I met with the President, Dean of the school of Arts, Dean of the school of Music and several others. I found them another $30mil for their arts building and created the first social media wing/program in the world for the arts.

They also wanted me to do their social media marketing (something I’m very very good at).

Everything just fell into place including talking with the former Mayor of the city who set up meetings for me to meet with state legislators for more funds and setting up meetings with Facebook. It was just an avalanche of momentum all at once.

It feels good to know my purpose and to listen to my inner being. It is so amazing when source energy is flowing through me and I am so excited to see this manifest in my life!

The funny thing is that it’s not even that much of a surprise. It just feels natural. I am a powerful creator and have always been. The only reason in my past that money has not flowed to me is that I haven’t allowed it to.

I’m not just a musician.

I have been expanding all of my life and I now recognize that. I have felt bad as a composer when I wasn’t willing to let myself expand. I will continue to find things that truly bring me joy, and I am so excited to allow more and more expansion within my life and allow myself joy and happiness and money and amazing relationships. Every moment of my life is my choice.

I choose happiness. I choose wealth. I choose love.

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Well done, Nathaniel!

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Why choose joy

Today’s amazing share comes from Mindset Mastery Program participant Stephanie Lee (stephanieleeart.com). Worth reading to the end…

Hi All,

I’m taking a FB fast through the rest of June but HAD to break it just long enough to log in here and share some cool experiences I’ve had this week. It’s a little long, so grab a cup of tea or box of donut holes and settle in. 🙂

1. I’ve been sleeping too hot lately and decided we needed a ceiling fan for our bedroom. Something small and low profile and JUST enough to draw the cool air in from the window. I don’t like sleeping in wind. 🙂 I made a little quick movie of how it would feel in my mind and then went about my day. Today, I went to help my daughter pick up a bed she bought off FB marketplace from up the road and while I was there, the lady said “We have other stuff we are getting rid of if you need any of this” she sweeps her hand across the room and I see a white ceiling fan sitting on a chair. I ask her how much she is asking for it and she said “Nothing. You can have it.”

2. At the concert mentioned next, we see someone walk right in front of us with a large Tupperware container of Rainier Cherries. It’s cherry season here and they are abundant but they are still as expensive as all get out. Rainier cherries are my favorite and I said to Vince “Dang, those look good! I want to get my hands on some. I wish someone we knew had a tree with more than they can eat that we could just go pick.” Within ten minutes I get a text from a friend that I didn’t know even had any cherry trees saying “I have too many cherries. If you want to come pick some, come help yourself before the birds get them.”

3. I get a text on Monday from my daughter who (also texting her dad at the same time) said “You two have a date Wednesday night to see Chris Isaak at the Britt.” It’s our favorite outdoor concert hall – small and surrounded by lovely trees – and Chris Isaak is someone we both have enjoyed for years.

She had purchased us lawn seating because that’s all that was left. Lawn seating meant getting to the box office at 3 to pick up our tickets and then getting in line at the gate to wait for it to open at 6. The line, by then, would already be quite long from the people who already had their tickets in hand and then the rush would happen when the gates were opened and we all clamored for a space on the grass. The concert didn’t start until 7:30 so the thought of 4 1/2 hours of waiting was dreadful. All this on the hottest day of the year so far – a heavy, muggy, 97 degrees. Rain showers certain.

In front of the grass is a 1/3 circle of comfy benches, reserved seating, of course. In front of the benches is a small, lower artificial lawn which doubles as an orchestra pit in during symphony season. The absolute BEST seats in the house are the front row of benches, within 40 feet of the stage, if that. Even if the people in front of you in the pit are standing/dancing, you can sit comfortably and see right over their heads.

At about 11 am, I called to see if, by chance, there were any seats available for an upgrade. There were two…on opposite corners of the benches. We debated and decided we’d rather sit uncomfortably on the lawn (where it’s hard to get comfy and there are people potentially crammed up close or standing up the whole time) than to sit separately.

The lady told me to call back at around 4 to see if any seats had open. I did and none had. She told me to call back at 5:05 when the calls would be transferred to the actual venue box office (rather than the downtown offices) and they might know if any had opened up.

Before this point, we had gone back and forth and back and forth about whether to go early and stand in line or just show up when we wanted to and hope for a good seat. At one point, I took a single deep breath and envisioned out loud to my husband, “We’re just going to go when we want and we’ll get the perfect spot.” That was that.

We left the house at 4:45 and drove toward the venue. At 5:50 I called the box office and asked if there were any seats available for upgrading. Here’s how the conversation went:

“Hi. My name is Stephanie Lee and we have two tickets we are supposed to pick up there tonight. They are lawn seating and i’m calling to see if there happen to be any seats that have opened up?”

Nice Box Office Lady (heretofore refered to as NBOL): “Were the tickets purchased in your name? I’m not seeing any record of them…”

Me: “No. They were purchased over the phone on Monday by my daughter, Annabelle.”

NOBL: “Annabelle Lee?”

Me: “yes.”

NOBL (in a suddenly enthusiastic tone): “Oh! We have been talking about her off and on all day!”

Me: “Really? Why?” (perplexed…they’d never met her so I know her dimples didn’t make an impression like they so often do.)

NOBL: “Oh, nothing bad. It’s her name. I’m a HUGE Edgar Allen Poe fan and his poem Anabel Lee is my favorite. I asked her if she knew it when she called and she was so cute on the phone. We chatted about it.”

Me: “Oh how funny! Yeah…She gets that a lot but only from well read people.” (we laughed).

NOBL: “So you’re wanting two seats?”

Me: “Yes, if there are any available.”

NOBL: “Is Annabelle the one picking up the tickets? Are you coming to the concert with her?”

Me: “No. She isn’t coming. She actually bought them as a gift for her dad and me. She texted us and told us we have a date and bought us the tickets. We’re so excited.”

NOBL: “Oh my gosh! How old is she? (I tell her 17 and she says) Seriously?! That is SO nice of her to do that for you two! What a great girl you’ve got there!”

Me: “Thank you! We adore her too!” 🙂

NOBL: “Do you mind holding for a minute?” (Of course not, I say) She says she has to run check on something.

Five minutes later I hear her whispering to her coworker and can only decipher “Annabelle’s parents…I asked Chris and he’s totally cool with it.”

NOBL: “We found you two seats, front row, section A”.

I am dropped jawed. These are LITERALLY THE BEST seats in the house. I thank her profusely and hung up. We detoured to REI to grab some $5 ponchos in case the dark clouds decided to dump on us.

The time comes that we are at the venue walking up to the ticket booth and I have four windows to choose from, one of which says “closed”. I make eye contact in passing with the lady behind that window and smile. She opens her window and waves “I can help you here”. I tell her my name and before i can finish it she says excitedly, “You’re Annabelle’s parents!” She turns and repeats to her co-workers “Hey, this is Annabelle’s mom and dad!” Then back to me “We love her name and love that she bought you guys tickets. You’ve raised a great kid, mom and dad.” Then she turns and says “I have your tickets right here”. She hands us the envelope and says “Theres a little something extra in there from us. Enjoy your evening and good job with that kid of yours. She’s a smart cookie.”

We look in the envelope and there, with our tickets, is a gift certificate to our favorite restaurant in that town. We are stunned. We thank them profusely and float through the gate.

We find our seats and discover a volunteer usher (they are EVERYWHERE here) is waiting near our seats. As we sit down she says “Oh, YOU’RE the ones who got a couple of the Artist’s reserved seats! Lucky you two! That NEVER happens!”

Evidently the performing artist gets X number of seats they can offer to traveling companions or whatever. Evidently, even if they don’t need them, they RARELY remember to give them up so they are rarely available to the public. They are the best seats in the house. Turns out, when she went to “ask Chris”, she meant THE CHRIS! As in Isaak.

As I sit down, I remember the little movie I made in my mind at home about showing up when we wanted and finding the perfect seats. And here we were…even better than I had imagined.

To top it all off, Chris Isaak walked RIGHT BY US during his first song as he walked through the audience and the weather was PERFECT! I cooled down as the sun set, there were no mosquitos, and not a drop of rain fell. It really was so amazing and Chris and his band were so entertaining, told amazing stories, and didn’t once say anything off color or unsavory (unlike a couple of his music videos from the 90’s). It was fantastic.

So, here’s the interesting common thread in all three of these stories:

When I try really hard to “manifest” stuff, it seems like such an unproductive struggle.

When I choose visions from a place of joy and “wouldn’t that be fun?”, they seem to happen almost “too easily”.

The trick for me is to remember what Marianne Williamson says that the Course in Miracles says about miracles: There is no degree of difficulty for God when working miracles.

Note to self: choose joy whenever possible.

So awesome, Stephanie! Thanks for sharing!!!

Learn how (and why) it works, and also learn HOW to tell your mind to choose joy, so that you can experience life this way, too. How can I claim to know such things? It’s been my fascination and obsession for over 18 years to study, learn, practice, and share all the ins and outs of the process. It’s based in science and therefore testable and duplicatable. The challenge is controlling all the variables in the experiment. So many variables! To make a true scientific experiment of it, you need to set all the controls and only test the one variable: your thoughts. I can help you do that, because I’ve helped hundreds if not thousands of people do it since it became my mission to coach people in Rare Faith (my unique angle on the Law of Attraction). I can help you navigate past all the ways it doesn’t work, and show you how to make those fine-tune adjustments that will finally spring your lock open.

I’m telling ya, the same activity with greater awareness and understanding of the laws always yields better results. So come find out what you didn’t know you don’t know! Click to learn more, and join me here!

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Providence Moves, Too

Following are notes from my presentation at the ListenU Speakers Series on June 7, 2018. A podcast of the presentation will be released in the future.

Providence Moves, Too

During a time when my husband and I suffered more than a decade of financial desperation, I became obsessed with trying to figure out how two people doing the same things can get very different results. Everything that worked for others, seemed to bomb for us, and we just couldn’t get in front of it.

It took us seven years and more than 100 seminars before the lights finally went on, but once they did, we tripled our income in less than 3 months.

Now, I could literally speak on this topic for hundreds of hours and never run out of things to say, so tonight, it’s my opportunity and challenge to give you some really useful information in less than one hour.

The good news is that if we can’t cover it all tonight, I’ll point you to my blog, where you can continue your study for free. Remind me to do that.

The Plan:

To share some stories that I hope will inspire and intrigue you, and then we’ll talk about the common thread that runs through each of them, so you can know how to intentionally initiate a success story of your own, as quickly as this week.

The Temple Tax

…They that received tribute money came to Peter, and said, Does not your master pay tribute? He said, Yes. And …. Jesus said … lest we should offend them, go you to the sea, and cast an hook, and take up the fish that first comes up; and when you have opened his mouth, you shall find a piece of money: that take, and give to them for me and you. (Matthew 17:24-27)

I think part of the message in the fish story is that money can come from unexpected places, so we don’t need to fear when we can’t see the money where we think it should be. Here are some modern-day examples:

Monopoly Money (Tina Bonelli)

When you sent out the podcast entitled “Belief Breakthrough,” I swear you put my name on it, personally. I have listened to it four times now. Belief in financial improvement, and a couple of other areas in my life, is a challenge for me. …

Once I listened to the podcast, every time I started stressing, even the tiniest bit, about any of the things I tend to worry about, I stated, “I choose to believe that all is being gathered so that _______.” Financial, health, personal things, relationships… I applied it to everything.

I divorced …after 30 years of marriage, and no full-time employment during most of those years, as I was a stay-at-home mother by choice. I had SOME residual income from my business, although I’d had a mass exodus from my team that reduced it significantly. I have no spousal support, and it took me 2 ½ years to find employment.

At age 60, I make $15 an hour… I have ZERO savings, retirement, own no property, and have a huge IRS debt… As of Saturday, I had about $100 to last me until my next check, 9 days later. … [Then] on Sunday, I got an email that I was overdrawn by $18. A yearly emergency road service renewal had been taken out…

I called, immediately and they said they were going to reverse it, but it would take until that next check to get it back.

I admit that for most of the day I was pretty grouchy about it…although later in the afternoon, I did finally start repeating the “I choose to believe” statements. When I knelt in prayer that night, I wept, but expressed gratitude for as much as I could possibly think of.

… At Christmas, a kind person had left me a surprise gift at my door: a Monopoly game. … I had set it up on end against my bookcase so that I could vacuum. … I noticed that the lid was … slightly exposing the contents inside. …

My daughter’s family … arrived for a birthday party, and my … grandson saw [the] box and asked if we could play …

My daughter happened to glance down at it. She remarked, “Wow. They are really making Monopoly money look so realistic these days.” [She] went over to the box and said, “Uh…Mom? This is real money.”

I stopped and gasped. … It was a lot of money. I immediately started sobbing… 20s, 10s, 5s…. I started counting… but I couldn’t focus for the tears. I handed it all to her. She counted: $300!!!!!!!!

Blessing in Disguise (car accident) $3000

It was December when I calculated that upcoming bills out-weighed upcoming income for the month by $3000 — without any consideration of Christmas expenses. … I knew money could come from anywhere … decided to not worry about it, but to expect a miracle. Can you guess where it came from?

[Shortly after] … my husband called … and explained he had just been hit … by a pickup truck that had spun out and lost control at the freeway exit. … He was ok, but was worried that the car might be totaled (which it was)…  By Wednesday, we had money for [our] bills, a … down payment for a new truck … and a little money for Christmas two days later.

After Husband’s Stroke (Diana Johnson)

Back in 2006, I gave my sister my share of profits from the sale of our parents’ home (about $10,000, because she was in dire need). We were in need as well; but I felt her need was greater.

Ten years later, my husband suffered a massive stroke, and could no longer work. Miraculously, it happened when his … bus run was cancelled due to [the college] students leaving for Christmas. Otherwise, his stroke would have occurred while driving a busload of students!

And when our need was the greatest (after [his] stroke), the amount I gave my sister was returned to me, multiplied, in a miraculous, unexpected way:

I received a certified letter in the mail, which at first I ignored, thinking it was just another notice from the IRS. When I finally picked up the letter from the post office, I was informed that a previously unknown retirement was waiting for me… [at a University] where I had taught for 15 years. I had worked part-time, and had been told that part time and adjunct instructors receive no retirement. Yet, here was a certified letter informing me of a lump sum which had been held for me for years, and growing without my knowledge.

That unexpected retirement was close to $24,000, equivalent to one year’s salary that my husband made at a part-time job just before his stroke. And this has lasted us much longer than a year, due to other financial miracles: donations, an unexpected deposit from Social Security to our credit union account with a letter … informing us that they had not credited my husband properly for his military service!

While my husband was still in intensive care, I ordered some home medical equipment, and didn’t know how I would pay for it. [But then] I … received a call from … my retirement account, informing me that they had discovered another $5,000 plus that was owed me. This was exactly the extra amount I needed.

$80 in Tips (Jane on Forum)

I tried my first experiment on May 19th. I’m a waitress … and weeknights can be … slow. Typically, … I only bring home somewhere between $30-$45 for the night. … I wrote down how grateful I was to be going home from work on the night of the 19th with more than $80 in my pocket. I wrote about how that made me feel, and how well my night went.

The night went by, and my section of tables was unusually busy, but the tips still seemed a bit low. And as the night drew to an end, my vague mental calculations told me that I was about $20 short of my goal. Wouldn’t you know it … when I opened up the booklet containing my last tip of the night, … it was $20!! …$20 on a $52 dinner ticket. At the end of the night, after having to tip out the bartender and busser, I went home with $85 in my pocket.

* Kayli’s bookmark and one of her physicians

* Santa doorstep $100

* Trevan job loss severance

* Trevan 1700 bonus instead of 700

* PTG restaurant – then over $40K that month

As one of my students pointed out:

It can be tested (Carol Colvin)

I knew that my thoughts, positive or negative, had an effect on what happened to me, but I thought the universe was much more whimsical in its workings. [Learning how it works] … has made my trust in the principles of right thinking much more solid. This is scientific. It can be tested.

To achieve a big goal, two things need to happen:

  1. Resources and other people, and
  2. You knowing what to do and when

Two things need to happen, but it only takes doing ONE thing to initiate them both:

See it, feel it. (Lemon exercise)

Lots of people see it and feel it. So why doesn’t it always work?

IF you don’t fear, things WILL work out

If I can get you to stop being afraid, then I know everything is going to be okay. THAT is my work. It’s not about teaching you how to achieve goals or get money, it’s about teaching you why you can be at peace. Because when you’re at peace, you will achieve those goals, and receive the money you need. Ironically, we don’t DARE not fear. As though fear provides some kind of comfort. We must have the COURAGE to NOT FEAR.

“But what if it doesn’t work? What if I have to feel disappointed?”

Fear not. Dare to believe.

Rare Faith (Boyd K. Packer)

There are two kinds of faith. One of them functions ordinarily in the life of every soul. It is the kind of faith born by experience; it gives us certainty that a new day will dawn, that spring will come, that growth will take place. It is the kind of faith that relates us with confidence to that which is scheduled to happen. …

There is another kind of faith, rare indeed. This is the kind of faith that causes things to happen. It is the kind of faith that is worthy and prepared and unyielding, and it calls forth things that otherwise would not be. It is the kind of faith that moves people. It is the kind of faith that sometimes moves things. …

It comes by gradual growth. It is a marvelous, even a transcendent, power, a power as real and as invisible as electricity. Directed and channeled, it has great effect.

It’s Scalable! (Stephanie Lee)

I owed a $300 bill and I had no idea where I was going to get the money from. …I worked to promote my art courses … but as the time got closer and no sales were coming in, I felt the anxiety building in me. Every time I would feel that flutter of worry in my chest, I would take a deep breath and imagine getting up out of my office chair after paying the bill … and feeling REALLY good – giddy even – about having paid it on time.

The night before it was due, I prayed gratitude for all the past times God has provided exactly what we needed, exactly when we needed it. I imagined that being something that He would continue to do, and that even if I couldn’t pay this bill on time, He would provide a way for that to be okay, too.

The next morning, I woke up, showered, and was actively practicing the visualization of having paid the bill and feeling really good about it. I checked my PayPal account and saw that overnight I had made $325 in sales. Enough to pay the bill, cover the PayPal fees, and have a little extra.

That was for $300 – now get this. She continues:

After a long [and difficult] year … we filed our taxes to discover that the usual <$1500 we usually owe – IF we owe anything at all – had jumped to an early calculation of $15,000. How is she going to solve this one??

I experienced my first panic attack while sitting in my husband’s truck a few days after that news came. We had been wandering in a sort of deer-in-headlights stupor with the new reality and had not even an inkling for how to pay even half of that on time.

Because I was fresh out of your Genius Bootcamp, I knew that my mind was going to be my most valuable tool in this situation. …I adopted the mantra “Just keep your mind right,” which meant to keep my thoughts aligned with the laws.

A couple of months earlier, I had chatted with my friend, Erica – our dentist’s wife – and she sheepishly asked if I would be willing to allow them to commission a painting for their office reception area.

We parted ways and she said she’d get back with me. … [But] because it was only for one painting … I didn’t even think of it as a possible solution to the tax bill.

… About three weeks before the tax bill was due, Erica called and said, “Can we meet you at the gallery to talk to you about the painting?”

I rushed to the gallery and we all stood there looking at my pieces and chatting about my process. … [I submitted a proposal with the prices for each, from which she could choose a painting for their office].

A few days later, I received an email with a list of … over 20 paintings [they wanted] … at my proposal price [totaling] $15,000…

[Long story short, with a snafu in their funding they could only give me $13,000, but offered to do some expensive dental work we needed in exchange for the difference, which was a better deal for us, AND the $15,000 tax bill (once the math was fully completed) turned out to be less than $10,000.]

Providence Moves, Too (William Hutchison Murray)

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, … that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too.

All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I have learned a deep respect for one of Goethe’s (“ger-ta’s”) couplets:

Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it!

Learn more at:

JackrabbitFactor.com or RareFaith.org

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Why the Sparkly Mountain

My family spent a week pulling a trailer to various places between Mesa, Arizona and Salt Lake City, Utah for spring break when the kids were younger.

Oh, I could write volumes on the shenanigans we experienced, but for the sake of this post, I’ll try to keep it to one point.

We had just spent an entire day trying to get from Mesa, AZ to Goblin Valley, Utah, not really comprehending how unrealistic such a jaunt in one day really was.  After missing our turnoff in Flagstaff (add 3 hours to the trip because of the unscheduled stop at the meteor crater on the way to Albuquerque), our hope was to reach Goblin Valley, Utah before the RV park closed at 10 pm.

On the map, there’s a nice little road from Mexican Hat, straight up to Hanksville, which is only a little ways away from Goblin Valley.  By the time we reached Mexican Hat, it was clearly impossible to hope for a 10 pm arrival; we’d be lucky to get there before midnight.  I just prayed that the gate would remain open for us by some fluke, so we pressed on.  We had already paid for the first night, and I wanted to benefit from it.

(Do all you CAN do, and expect things to work out for you in the end, right?)

When we reached the turnoff outside of Mexican Hat, there was a large, obnoxious sign that said we’d be stupid to drive that road with an RV.  It was small with switchbacks and although I was anxious to get to Hanksville, we decided it would be smartest to go an extra 40 miles out of our way through Bluff and Blanding instead.

Here’s a street-view Google image showing the sign, which we saw in the dark:

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10% GRADES /  5 mph SWITCHBACKS / NARROW GRAVEL ROAD /  8 MILES

By 1:00 in the morning, we finally rolled into Hanksville, exhausted and grateful that we were there in one piece.  It had been a lonely, dark, unpredictable and nerve-wracking road with our long and heavy trailer.

We slept at a gas station in Hanksville, and in the morning, headed down highway 24 towards Goblin Valley.  Happy to be close to our destination and well rested, we excitedly told the kids we were almost there.

(To this point, the destination was still a secret.)

About 20 miles out of town, my son saw something sparkly spread across the hills on our left.  I looked, and was amazed at its beauty – it looked like it was covered in hundreds of yards of gold.  I knew it couldn’t possibly be, so I just assumed it had to be pyrite (fools gold).

Unexpectedly, the glitter ended with the next hill.  “Shoot!” We thought, “we should have stopped to see what it was and take some home with us!”  But our trailer was too large, and we were too long to turn around on the narrow 2-lane road, so we just pressed on.

Around the next corner, my husband thought he saw some more on the right side of the road and quickly pulled off to take the opportunity.

But it only took a moment to realize that the solid-looking shoulder was deep and soft from rain the day before.  He gunned it to get back on the road, but it was too late.  We were stuck.  Stuck on a road that sees a traveler only once in a very long while.

Long story short, a group of college kids eventually saw us, turned around, and stopped to help in vain (to my oldest son’s amusement, one happened to be from the same high school as he attended, 550 miles away).  Then a man in a truck stopped, and went into town to get a chain.

With everyone pushing, and the man with the truck pulling, we finally pulled out.  My husband ran ahead to thank the man in the truck, who asked us where we were going.  My husband responded, “Goblin Valley!”  To which the man replied, “You’re going in the wrong direction!  You need to take the 24 East, not West.”

Amazing. We were already 30 miles off course and would not have known it for a very long time had we not gotten stuck in the mud.

The college students asked, “Why did you pull off the road?”

We chuckled, “Because we saw something sparkly.”

They laughed at us.

Hard.

We let the kids out of the van to go climbing while my husband drove up the road to find a place to turn around.

You know, sometimes life is like this. 

You’re traveling along in the wrong direction and don’t even know it.  So God allows you to be enticed by a dream that gets your attention – maybe it’s financial freedom, maybe it’s a nice house or a car.  So you divert your attention toward the goal and somewhere along the way, you end up getting stuck.

Jacob and Sarah coming down the hill to get back in the van.

In an effort to get unstuck, you reach out for help, and ultimately learn something that puts you on course toward your ultimate goal, after having been off course without even knowing it.

People looking for more money or a better lifestyle often end up discovering the principles of prosperity and laws of success which apply to all areas of their life, all because they got stuck financially and searched for a way out.

The good news is, being stuck is one of the best things that can happen to you, because it often stops you from continuing in the wrong direction, and opens up an opportunity for you to not only get unstuck, but to get back on course when you didn’t even know you were going the wrong way.

I’m convinced that’s what the “glitter” of life is really for. 

“Materialism”, being too consumed with material things, isn’t all bad, because if it gets your attention, and if your heart is in the right place, it can lead you to answers you don’t even know you need.

For more help on getting unstuck, prospering your family, and turning your life around, visit ProsperTheFamily.com.

PS. I’ve since determined that the mountain was probably covered with of Mica or Gypsum.

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