The Best (and Worst) Day of My Life

The best (and worst) thing that happened to me was when I read the words, “You are responsible for everything that has happened in your life up until now.” I remember everything about that moment 17 years ago. It was a beautiful summer’s day and I was sitting in an office working at a job I hated.

I knew there was more to life than get up, go to work, come home, repeat. I was living paycheck to paycheck and hating it. I thought that there must be something ‘wrong’ with me, and so I bought Dr. Phil’s book Self Matters. I guess the Universe knew that I needed to read that one line because don’t remember much else about that book (sorry, Dr. Phil).

I remember feeling like I’d just been punched in the stomach, and then a feeling of disbelief came over me. Surely not. I can’t possibly be responsible for all the things that have happened in my life. It’s not my fault that I didn’t get the career I wanted. It’s not my fault that I couldn’t sustain a relationship. It’s not my fault that there’s never enough money. It’s not my fault, it’s not my fault, it’s not my fault! I searched my memory for proof of this, but the deeper I went, the more I evidence I found that I had indeed created this life and all the circumstances that had led up to it. Disbelief turned into anger and disappointment. Anger at myself for doing this to myself, and disappointment that I hadn’t been able to see it.

And then a wonderful thing happened. I started to feel relief. Relief at the realization that if I was truly responsible for everything that happens in my life, then I am also able to create the life I really want. I can create the life I really want. I can create my own life. Me.

I’d like to say that my whole life changed overnight, but that’s not what happened. I had so many limiting beliefs surrounding money, self-worth, self-esteem and so on, that it took many more books, TV shows, documentaries and an Abraham-Hicks Facebook group, before my frustration at myself for not “getting” it turned into another aha moment – your brain only believes what you tell it. I started to watch my thoughts, and when a limiting belief came up, I started to recognize it as that of someone else. Someone from my childhood. My mother, my father, a teacher, a priest, my so-called school friends. As each one came up, I would say “That is not my belief. That’s [insert name here] belief. ” And then I would replace that thought with “I reject the belief that [insert limiting belief]. I am will to see things differently. I know that I actually can create whatever I want by doing the things that I love.” And then finally I could name it. I wanted freedom.  I wanted to live life on MY terms, and to me that meant FREEDOM. Financial freedom, freedom to work from anywhere, anytime, freedom to work as much, or as little, as I like. FREEDOM.

Once again, the Universe answered, and I was invited to a WORKSHOP for anyone who wants to create a thriving life and business for themselves and help others to do the same. Hell yeah! Of COURSE I do. This was my chance to grow a successful online business and create the money and impact I desired. It truly changed my life, and now, here I am, living the freedom-based lifestyle I didn’t think was possible. I am so excited about this next step. I love learning new things, and  I am also surrounded by some amazing people in this business who encourage each other to improve, collaborate, and do the inner work necessary to manifest what they want.

I encourage you to learn more about this incredible lifestyle here, and then leave me a comment and let me know what you thought about it.

In the meantime, live life like sheet music played.

Until next time …

thejaneeffect

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