I Have Enough Money for Hawaii AND Qsca schooling!

I declare that I need about $400 to go to school and I need $5,000 to go to Hawaii for additional schooling. I ask the angels to find this money for me and deliver it to me promptly, as fast as they can. I will be open to receiving it and not to be scarred about receiving it. I deserve it. I have the money already. It is mine. Show yourself.

Thank You.

Tangerine Orange

I have been struggling with a very important life question lately: What color should I paint my bathroom? Ha ha, okay now, my intensity level in regards this question is me joking around. But I have been having a hard time deciding what color to paint it. On one hand, something like a color of a room isn't that big of a deal for a lot of people. But on the other hand, color is a big factor in a lot of things: the mood you're trying to set, the vibe people are going to get who see the room, the judgement people are going to make about you when they see how you decorate....we could go on and on. SO, Ive been thinking a lot about it. Suddenly, the color tangerine-orange popped into my head and I could not get it out. Then something strange happened. Everywhere I looked I was seeing this color, everywhere. On my nightly jog this color was popping out on signs and billboards that I never noticed before. A bookstore had a large display of only books that had orange covers. This was getting weird. Then today I went to the paint store to look at those little paper slips they have of all their paint colors. Every color was in its place, except for one had been left out and was sitting on the counter alone. Can you guess what color? Yep, Tangerine Orange. Soooo weird!
I was really excited for a couple days about painting my bathroom this color, but I have since decided that it may not be for me. I am more leaning towards a hot pink. If you're gonna go girly, why not go all the way! So, if I decided to not make the meaning of this color showing up in my life about my bathroom, then what was the meaning of said color all the sudden showing up? I learned two lessons from pondering this.  First lesson learned: What you focus on in life, you get. Whether it be a certain type of attitude from people (The person who declares that everyone is a jerk, and wonders why people treat them poorly) or a car (have you ever decided you wanted a certain type of car, like a Ford Focus for example, and then everywhere you go you see that car) or a color. In my case, it was this bright orange (much like the logo of this very blog website). If you apply this principle that I know you know to be true, imagine how your life can change. If you have a boss who is a jerk so all you focus on is his 'jerk' qualities, thats all youre going to see and therefore experience. What if you found something about him that you could focus on that would make your life better (acting from a selfish point of view is not a bad thing). Maybe he's got a cool watch. Focus on his sense of style. Notice things about his style you like. Anything you can think of to fill in this blank.
The second lesson learned: This color constantly appearing in my life the last couple days means.....drum roll.....absolutely nothing....sort of. Everything that happens in life has only the meaning we give it. Now, I do believe in angels, fairies, auras, messages etc. However, these messages ultimately came from...ourselves. Therefore, it is our job to decide what the message means for us. I looked up the spiritual meaning of this color and the message is generally spirituality, energy, good health. All excellent messages! Great. So I translate that as my higher self is letting me know that I am manifesting a higher spiritual understanding, I am getting more energy in life and I am in good heath. This is great. But it is also a message and a meaning that I sent myself. Now what if I did not like this message? Would I feel helpless because The Universe sent me Orange? No, I would use it as a reflection of whats going on inside me and change it. I would start off from where I am at. Now, I happen to like the message this color is sending me so I am going to be grateful for it and move forward. Thank you Orange, thank you Higher Self, now what...?

The Power of Repetition

I was living with my mom for the summer after college while I saved money to move back to Santa Barbara.  She did not have cable and I had a need to have noise on in the back round of my room. My mom had a vhs tape of some tv shows that she had recorded from earlier in the year when we did have cable. Since I only really cared about having some sort of jibber jabber in the back round I played that tape over and over in my room every time I was in there cleaning, reading or napping. The main show on this tape was about an African man who traveled around Ghana helping schools learn how to use the internet. I watched this show probably at least 100 over the summer, usually humming in the back round while I did things, other times I watched it as I drifted off to sleep.

Well the summer ended and I had saved enough money to move into my own apartment in Santa Barbara. I moved into a four-plex and was so excited to be there. Well right below me lived a young man from Africa, which is strange enough in Santa Barbara but I thought it was funny that I had just spent the whole summer watching a show about an African guy. "How funny is that!" I thought to myself but didn't think much more of it. After a couple months of living there I was on a friendly basis with my new neighbors and would hang out with them here and there. One day my neighbor from Africa said to me "I was in this documentary that was on TV, would you like to see it...?" My jaw dropped. No....way. I said yes, and he opened his laptop. Sure enough he played for me the exact documentary that I had spent the entire summer watching over and over. I was not only living in the same country, the same state, the same small beach town, but the very same small building, 5 feet away from the man that I had spent all summer watching on my tv due to my moms disinterest in continuing her cable television.
Now, at the time, I was not aware of the Law of Attraction in a formal way so I did not put the pieces together that a higher law was at work here. In retrospect, I see that I made this person a part of my daily life, for months, and the Universe brought him to me in the flesh. Why? I have no idea. I don't believe it was for any reason other than I attracted him, and somehow he attracted me. Maybe he wanted to attract a fan? Who knows. We were friends for the duration of my living in that building and I still see him around sometimes. And now that I am a practicing student of the Law of Attraction I can see that it indeed is a law and at work even when you are not aware of it, much like gravity. I see now that you need to be careful what you feed your consciousness through television and musical lyrics and the types of conversations you chose to engage in. Because you just might attract a person from half way across the world into your own back yard, literally.
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I am a Cheerleader.

I have been reading a lot about how one of the key factors in in becoming who you want to become is to first and foremost think and behave like the person you want to become, as if you are already that person. This seems like a huge step to take for someone who wants to be rich but doesn't even have enough money to go grocery shopping. Or hard for an insecure person to begin acting as if they were the confidant outgoing person they wish to become. There are many different things I wish to achieve that are not yet in my reality and I have been struggling with adopting this tool into my life. I wanted a little inspiration in the form of an example that could inspire me.
I then thought of my freshman year of high school. Cheerleading try-outs were coming up and I wanted nothing more than to be on the cheerleading squad. I had cheered for two years prior but not for a high school team; this was the big leagues! In order to make the team we had to learn a routine and perform it with a partner. This required practice with the Varsity squad everyday up until the day of the try-outs. Now, I wasn't the best dancer in the world, or the most coordinated, or even the best at stunts, so I was really worried about making the team. However, I did have one thing going for me, and I believe this may have been the ultimate reason for my ticket onto the team: I believed I was a cheerleader. This was long before I learned about the Law of Attraction and long before I started applying the rules to my life like I do today, so this was just a teenage girl using the Law without even realizing. You see, I really felt like I belonged on that team. When I thought about what high school was going to be like, I could only imagine it through the eyes of a cheerleader. I imagined going to practice everyday after school, how fun it would be, how great it would be to dance everyday and learn more complex stunts. I loved the schools cheer uniforms and I could see myself walking through the halls in the uniform. In addition to this, all my friends were going out for the squad. All my friends were prior cheerleaders and the best of the best. So I knew they were going to make the squad, there was no doubt about that, for many reasons, but the most logical being that probably 90% of the girls going out for the team were my good friends. So not only did I want to be on the team, but I identified myself as one of these girls, a cheerleader. I am a cheerleader. I already felt like one. I was already hanging out with the girls who were inevitably going to make the team. I was already talking about the games and how fun it would be to ride on the bus with the football team. I was already planning who to bunk with at cheer camp. In my mind, I already was a high school cheerleader.
Well, I did make the squad. I was overwhelmed with excitement and relief. I got to stay with my friends. I got to wear the uniform, I got to go to all the games, I got to dance everyday. I couldn't have been happier. Looking back, do I give credit to the fact that I must have been a top notch dancer? No way. I was good at best, but no better than a lot of the girls that didn't make it. It didn't have anything to do with my ability to learn moves quickly, I was usually one of the last girls to get the moves down. Looking back, I give the most credit to my self imposed identity. I really and truly felt like a cheerleader. I remember thinking "how in the world could anyone NOT want to be a cheerleader??". I remember thinking "I can't believe every single girl in the Freshman class is not trying out for the squad!" Thats how much I loved it. And thats how much I wanted it. But what got me on the squad was that there wasn't a part of me that felt like I wasn't a cheerleader. Even though I had self-doubt about my abilities, and even though I would go to bed fearing that I wouldn't make the team and then drift away from all my friends, having that firm, strong, unwavering identity (that I wasn't even aware of at the time) that a cheer leader was who I was, was enough to make my future reality coincide with my belief and I made the squad. I was so happy. A wave of relief came over me because I knew I wasn't the best and I knew that something else was at work. And now I know what it was.
So in remembering this story from my past, I have a firm example that I can use for myself in how to behave 'as if I already have it', whatever the 'it' may be. I invite you to think of a time in your past where you got something you wanted because you already were living like you had it, even if you didn't realize it at the time. This will be pivotal in learning to master such a cool skill for manifestation.

EFT Tapping

If you haven't heard of EFT, I highly recommend you look it up here. A couple of weeks ago I was getting ready for a trip that I had planned to Austin, Texas for the South By South West music festival. I was very excited to return to one of my favorite cities in the world, but was feeling incredibly anxious and uneasy about my trip. I'm getting good and being able to tell the difference between an intuitive nudge regarding an upcoming event and then just plain ego-based anxiety and this was the latter. I couldn't put my finger on exactly what about my trip was making me so nervous so I decided to be proactive about it and write down all my fears as they came to me, without judgement and without exclusion. I was really surprised the things that came out of me. Everything from being nervous that I would lose the expensive camera my mom was loaning me for the trip to being afraid I would run out of fun outfits to wear (ladies can understand this predicament), to being afraid I may somehow be a victim of violence. My list came out to about 15 worries and fears that I had about my trip. Most of the list I was not even aware were concerns of mine until I started writing.

SO, I decided to put EFT to the test. For those of you who are not aware of EFT, you make such a list and then you rate from 1-10 how true all the statements feel to you (ie. I'm afraid I'm going to run into violence while I'm on my trip). My list rang true to me at an 8. Wow, I was really surprised at myself that I had so many fears about my trip from the menial to the serious. So I began to tap on the statements (again, if you are unfamiliar with eft, do yourself a favor and check out the link) and after my first round I was down to a 6. I did another round and was down to a 4. I, in a matter of minutes, was able to bring my anxiety about my trip from an 8 to a 4. Then, I complied positive statements derived from my fears, so it looked something like this: "My mom's camera is going to be safely returned to her" and "I will have more than enough fun outfits to pick from everyday" and "My body will be safe and divinely protected while on my trip". After I tapped on the positive statements my anxiety was non-existent. Moreover I had not only a sense of calmness and well-being surrounding me but I was able to feel excited about my trip! This was incredible. I knew EFT worked and I had practiced it on general goals like manifesting more money but never for something specific. My results were amazing. I felt good about my trip. I was able to be excited while I packed. I was able to board the plane confident that nothing bad would happen amidst such a wild atmosphere as Austin. I knew right away my trip was blessed because one of the fears I tapped on was that I was going to run out money. I replaced that fear with "I will be provided for on my trip". While on the plane, I ordered two whiskey soda drinks and one of their boxed lunches. I would guess the total for those three items come to around $16. I wouldn't know though, the flight attendant never charged me for anything. She collected payment for everyone around me but never asked me for my debit card. Thank you, Universe! Same thing happened on the flight back as well. Score!
My trip was a total success. I had a great time. I had an inner peace with me through out my trip that kept me feeling good and happy and able to enjoy everything to the fullest. I saw a lot of great shows, a lot of old friends, ate really good food, ran into everyone from P Diddy to Lucinda Williams, enjoyed perfect 85 degree weather and felt the love of The Lone Star State! Thank you, EFT!

Goal: $1,300 in One Week

I had been learning about your divine right to set a goal and (graciously) demand results from The Universe. One day I woke up and decided I would put the theory to the test. I was running very, very low on money but somewhere in my mind decided upon the number of $1300, in one week. I told The Universe I wanted $1300 to show up within one week. I spent maybe a minute in total thinking about it. I wrote down the goal, folded up the piece of paper and went on with my life. The very next day my brother called me up and said that he had $680 in cash that he owed me from work that I had done for him months earlier and that he could drop it off at my convenience (he had just warned me a week before that it would be a while till I could be paid). A little switch went off in my head "I guess The Universe heard me!". I was excited to see what was going to happen within the week. Next my mother handed me my W2 and insisted I take action. I had a whopping $75 waiting for me once I filed. I got online and filled out my information. Turns out I was eligible for this that and the other thing. My new return was now $340. Boom!. Next my other brother called me to say he was in the city and had $50 for me from babysitting that I had done and he could drop it off. This was money I never expected to collect from him, as I was happy to babysit, but he insisted. Bam! Next my aunt called me up and said she had a simple research project she needed help with and was willing to pay me $100 for a couple hours of my time. Shizam! Along with a couple other monetary gains (that honestly, I would list but I can't even remember where they came from) I was darn near my goal. I added up my gains and had (drum roll, please): $1,290. I could not believe it. I stood there, a week earlier, with nothing and here I was with over $1,000. Unbelievable.
Then something "bad" happened. The IRS contacted me to tell me that they were going to take my $340 tax return and apply it toward my student loans. After a couple seconds of "Oh, crap! How is this going to effect my goal!?" I decided to trust that I was provided for and that if I set my goal of $1300, it would be reached and it was not my job to figure out the 'whys' or the 'hows'. I swear to God, the very next day a friend of a friend called and said he had some work for me if I could help him out. At the end of two very easy work days he paid me in cash for the hours I did, a grand total of $320. My tax return total had been replaced almost to the penny. I nodded my head to The Universe, "You amazing, infinite being of ability, You!"

I had to overcome some personal blockages to allow achievement of this seemingly impossible goal. First being, I had to move past the fear of "What if I set a goal and it doesn't come to fruition?"  Of all the time and energy I spend on learning about the Law of Attraction and how to harness the powers that be, what if I set a goal and it doesn't work? I would be disillusioned. I would be unhappy and worse, let down. So going ahead and trying anyway took a bigger leap of faith than believing it was possible did. Second would be completely letting go of the "hows". I had no idea how I was going to get over $1000 in one week.But that is the beauty of it all, it wasn't my job to try and conspire how I would make such money. That's what The Universe is there for! I have a feeling had I tried to figure out how to make $1000 in one week, I would be left with nothing but a sick stomach and a negative attitude. When your end of the bargain is just having a goal and believing, life is pretty sweet!
We're told, and by seemingly reliable sources, to 'work hard', and to give your 'blood, sweat and tears'. The problem is, this advise is usually focused on the wrong side of the equation. I have chosen from here on out to work hard. But I will be working hard on learning everything I can about the powers of The Universe. I will be working hard on letting go of tired notions that we must give everything we have to get menial results. I will be working on others a lot less and on myself a lot more.Stay tuned to see how I do...!

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Welcome to 2011, that'll be $10.

It was a cold, wet and rainy news years eve. While most women my age in San Francisco were getting into their sequence dresses, I was leaving the fast food drive-in, heading home to watch movies and I couldn't be happier about it. I dislike New Years Eve. Let me rephrase that, I dislike going out and doing your "typical" New Years Eve shebangs. This surprises even myself because I love nothing more than dressing up, hitting the town and having a good time. But one year I decided to stay in and watch movies to bring in the new year and have made this my new ritual ever since. I pulled into my mothers driveway, had an extremely large soda in one hand, my bag of hot food under my elbow and the rest of my belongings in the other hand. I got inside and had a good time settling in for the night and enjoying my greasy food and over sized orange soda. What I haven't mentioned up until this point is that I had $40 to my name. Four ten dollar bills to be exact. When I finished my food I grabbed my wallet, just to scan my funds. Thats when I saw something horrible; I was missing one of my ten dollar bills. My immediate reaction was shock. Somewhere in my journey from the city to my brothers house to pick up his dog, to the fast food joint to my mothers house, I had lost 25% of every penny I had. I felt my body getting really hot with rage. How, where, when did I lose that bill?? Was it when I was getting the dog in the car? Was it when I took my wallet out to pay the restaurant? Did they short change me? Now, $10 may not seem like a lot, but at the time I had no job and no idea where my next allotment of money was going to come from, so to lose 1/4 of all my funds out of nowhere was a huge disappointment and promised to put a major damper on my new year celebration; party of one (two if you count the dog).
Then, a wave of enlightenment came over me. I recently learned the concept of trusting and accepting whatever comes your way. Trusting that it is for your greater good, trusting that everything happens for a positive reason, and accepting that you may not be able to see the greater reasoning behind the daily events in your life, especially in events that just suck, like losing a significant chunk of your money to seemingly thin air.
So at that moment, I took a deep breathe, trusted the Universe and said to myself: "I don't know why I just lost that money, but I am going to trust that it was done for a greater good, even if I have no idea why or how and even if it makes me want to feel pissed off and victimized." I have to say, just taking that frame of mind made me feel better. But to be honest, I took that stance for purely selfish reasons. It was New Years Eve and I wasn't about to bring in the new year as a bitter, improvised feeling victim. I accepted the loss and I genuinely moved on.
Fast forward about a month and a half. I was bored. I was suffering from cabin fever in the middle of one of the most vibrant cities in the world. I still had no job, and thus no income. My remaining $30 from New Years Eve was now spent and I was broke beyond broke. But when I get the itch for a night out on the town, it must be scratched and ain't nothing gonna stand in my way. Since I didn't have any friends around that night in the city, I called my trusty friend in Sacramento and asked if she wanted to go out. As certain as the sky is blue, she was down to go out. Now my only two problems were that I had no money and a gas needle just below 1/8 a tank. I wasn't sure how much gas it was going to take me to get an hour north, but I was pretty sure it was gonna take more than 1/8 of a tank. But I didn't care. I had an intention and it was set: I was going out tonight with my friend....90 miles away. I did my hair, I got dressed up, and I headed out. I got to the gas station about 4 blocks from my house and I literally gathered up every penny I had, which came to about $2.57. I gave the change to the gas station attendant and pumped the gas for what took about 10 seconds to put that much (or should I say little) gas in my tank. I started thinking about my 90 mile journey. I started getting a little nervous. I was probably not going to make it, my logical brain started telling me. I might almost make it, but I will more than likely run out of gas on the way there and have to get a tow. Was this worth it for an impulsive desire to cut loose on a Friday night? Eh, onward bound! I shook off the naysayer in my head and opened my car door. When I looked down at the seat of my car, sitting there as if elegantly placed so there was no way I could miss it, was a crisp, clean and spread out ten dollar bill. I could not believe it. It wasn't wrinkled up in the corner, it wasn't sticking out in between my seat cushions, no, it was lying there like someone had placed it there for me to find upon my return. I could not believe it. The $10 bill that I had "lost" but decided to divinely bless and accept that it might have disappeared for the greater good, had now suddenly shown up at the exact moment that I needed it the most. I was able to get myself safely to my friends house and back with that $10 worth of gas. I am certain that without it I would have broke down somewhere along the dark freeway. I then thought about how if I hadn't lost that bill, I surely would have blew it on something like a movie or a burrito or something that would at this present moment be long gone. But it was like my higher self was able to see the future me, the stubborn me, and my trip North. It was as if it  "borrowed" the gas money, put it God knows where til I needed it, and then presented itself when it saw that I was 100% intent on making this trip. Unbelievable.


I learned a couple lessons from this experience: 1. Even if something as sucky as losing 25% of your money to thin air happens, bless it and truly accept that you do not always have the ability to see the bigger picture and the greater reason. Accept that it did happen for a reason, a reason that will benefit you in the long run, if you let it. And. 2. If you have a desire, go for it. Even if you don't see how you're going to get it, or in this case, get there. Just go for it. March forward and trust that the Universe has your back and will provide what is needed. I had no idea how I was going to get 90 miles away but I got in my car anyway. Had I accepted that I was a Limited Being with limited resources and thus could never make it out of town, I have a feeling that $10 bill would be gone forever, maybe. I also have a feeling that if I, back on that new years eve, let myself remain pissed-off and victimized I would not have let myself move forward in such a way that would allow such divine intervention in my life. I would be resonating at a lower vibration, the kind of vibration that finds you stranded on the side of a dark freeway in high heels and curled hair, wondering "why me??". You can pave the path to your better future at any point, no matter where you stand. Even if its home alone on new years with $40, scratch that, $30 to your name.
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