Back in early June I gave a brief account of how a series of fortunate events transpired that promised to keep me afloat until early July. Well, since that time, a series of unfortunate events occurred that worked against that promise. For starters, the two potentials I spoke of in early June both fell apart as easily as they materialized. Then, two other means of financial assistance that I had been promised and counted on, both fell apart without notice. Consequently, four days ago, I found myself in the unenviable position of having to ask my father-in-law if he was in a position to loan me some money. Talk about humbling. Not that he did anything to make me feel uncomfortable. In fact, he was surprisingly understanding, encouraging and kind, and actually offered me double what I asked for (and he is not a wealthy man by any means). So, in spite of my belief in myself and in my alignment with the universe, money did not fall into my lap in any of the ways that I expected it to. So now what? Was it wrong of me to expect a miracle? Should I revise my beliefs because I ended up in a position where I had to ask a family member for a loan? Or do I continue to follow my heart and my passions in the belief that there is no higher road that the universe wills for me to follow?
I would appreciate hearing your responses, whatever they might be. But I will tell you this — over the course of the last several years I have had many conversations with my wife about this very thing — especially when we have been close to the financial edge (and yes, there have been several times) — and my wife has always taken the position that I should go out and get a job — any job — regardless of whether I like it or I am passionate about doing it. In her opinion, when you need money, you do whatever you have to do to make money. Funny thing is, I believed this too for more than twenty-five years. And I did just that — I went out and made a lot of money at the expense of my happiness, at the expense of my relationships with my wife and my children — and then the angels interceded in my life and slowly but surely, they taught me that there was a better way to go. Consequently, for the last eight years, I have been doing my best to follow their advice, and although it has not been easy, I am still standing, my family relationships are stronger than they have ever been, I have actually completed some creative pursuits that I have never been able to complete before in my life. And perhaps even, God willing, I will soon see some money from these pursuits. In fact, the day after I arranged the family loan, a potential investor in one of my projects materialized and requested a meeting for Thursday of this coming week.
My story continues here.