Wealth Attraction - How To Unleash Your Inner Power

Have you ever felt like you were taught to hideperhaps he had found my name on some yoga
or attack your problems instead of looking tolist. Finally, I asked who he was and why he was
your highest self for direction? We spend toocalling. He said he was a TMer. At the time, I had
much time on the small details of daily life and notno idea what a TMer was. He explained that TM
enough time looking at our future vision and innerstands for Transcendental Meditation.
viewpoint. The truth is I spent much of my lateIt's not a religion or philosophy and it can be
teens and early adulthood in a state of restlesspracticed by anyone looking to experience more
anxiety. It seemed as if I was always chasingmental clarity or reduce stress. I understood it as
something, trying to get something or beinga form of meditation, but nothing more. He told
someone else or somewhere else. Eventually, I didme that during meditation he saw my number
get what I desired, whatever it was that I wasand had a strong sense that I needed to know
chasing. Family members would point out I wasthat the universe was in support of my new
lucky, or that I could turn any bag of thorns intodirection.
a bouquet of roses. Yet, I still wasn't happy. Yes,The next week I spent a week practicing yoga at
there were moments of exhilaration when I knewa spiritual retreat center. After each day of
I was going to get what I had been working for,practice we wrote about our experiences. After a
but there was little true happiness.few hours of intense yoga we would journal
In 1997, I began to practice yoga regularly at aabout a given topic or our "after-yoga" thoughts.
local gym. I started attending class during workMy journal entries included random statements
lunch breaks. Hah, I had used yoga mostly as asuch as... "We die in the comfort zone. Step out
way to take longer lunch breaks and escape theof your comfort zone. There is peace with truth.
daily grind. For me, the hardest part of yoga wasThere is no peace with self-doubt. Life is full of
final rest. Now, I know that it was difficultoptions. We must have the courage to face the
because on some level, I feared knowing myselftruth." I remember crying because at the time I
on a deeper level. I didn't really like myself. I waswasn't following my true path and I felt miserable
afraid of my other self? Who was this other self?because of it.
I am just one person. Aren't I?The Monday after the retreat, I wandered back
I realized yoga had become an escape from myinto my corporate office refreshed and relaxed.
dual self. Or should I say my dueling self? YogaThen I thought, "What am I doing here? Is this
was escape from this "other" voice, this negativejust a pay check for me?" I knew a job like mine
self-defeating voice in my head. Hah, while otherwas a dream job for others, but why couldn't I
people choose the use of drugs or alcohol, notjust be thankful for what I had? I made it through
me, I chose yoga as my drug of choice.the day and cried to my husband about my
Thankfully, it has awakened me to a life ofmiserable job that night. He had some inspiring
inspiration, consciousness, and flow.wisdom.
By 2005, I chose to end my corporate career. ByHe asked, "How will your life change if you leave
the time I left, I was miserable yet still feltthis job?
trapped by a high paying salary and absolutelyMy job will support our current living behaviors
zero respect whatsoever. I was tortured withuntil you get up to speed with your own business.
thoughts, "How could I possibly leave such a highYou will still have your computer, cable T.V. and
paying job? I can't make this kind of money doingyour car. Your life won't change. I want you to be
anything else."happy." It seemed so simple to him, but to me it
Who was I to tell myself this?was huge.
I told myself, "I can't." No one who loved meBy the end of the day on Tuesday, my hard
would tell me such nonsense, whether theydrive crashed -- not the hard drive of my brain,
thought it or not. Where did I get such ideas?but my computer's hard drive. I would joke to
Maybe I didn't love myself. At a minimum, I wasco-workers, "Do you think God is telling me
verbally abusive to myself. Who had I become? I,something?" Many would just giggle, but one man
of course, didn't realize this until much later.said very seriously, "Yes! You have all this talent
And then magic started to happen.waiting to be let out. What are you doing here?
One Saturday in March of 2005, I received aWhat are you waiting for?" These words stuck
phone call from a man in Arizona. At the time wewith me. What was I waiting for?
didn't have a cable phone or caller ID or whoWhy was I holding on to a job that I disliked?
knows if I would have even answered the line. MyWhy was I torturing myself?
number was not available. The man asked if thereThis is my life!
was a person who practiced transcendentalLike all life journeys you must start by opening
meditation in our home.your eyes to God's awareness. Patanjali wrote,
I said, "No, but I am very spiritual and I practice"When you are inspired by some great purpose,
and teach yoga." He then, asked if it was Kundalinisome extraordinary project, all your thoughts
yoga and again I said, "No. I practice Vinyasa andbreak their bonds; your mind transcends
Astanga yoga." I was starting to get a littlelimitations, your consciousness expands in every
defensive and agitated with his questions. Whodirection, and you find yourself in a new, great
was this guy and was he questioning me?and wonderful world."
I began thinking that it was some kind of joke orLive it now, follow the simple way.