What Would Money and Success Bring Out in YOU?

Over the last month, I’ve had four moments that landed me in a deeply emotional place.

On their own, each one felt like a small wake-up call. Together, they felt more like a punch to the gut.

Moment One

When I was in Seattle for my baby shower, a group of us were sitting around talking and I asked a question I’d seen on Facebook:

If money were no object, what frivolous thing would you buy for yourself?

I knew my answer immediately.

I said I’d buy a private jet and my own airport. Something that would make my world feel smaller than it does right now.

Later, I realized how much that answer revealed.

Being able to be wherever my friends and family are, whenever they need me, matters deeply to me. I want my daughter to know both of her homes, California and Washington, and the rest of this beautiful world. I want her to know all the people who matter in our lives.

I never want her to hear, “We can’t be there,” because of distance, timing, or money.

Freedom to travel matters to me. And that requires owning both my time and my finances.

Moment Two

A close friend of mine, someone who has helped me in the past and means the world to me, came to me for help. She wasn’t asking for charity. She asked if I would consider purchasing products from her business.

Her husband had lost his job, and she was doing everything she could to make sure her children were still taken care of. She threw herself fully into her business to support her family.

All I wanted to say was yes. Yes to one of everything. Yes to everyone getting her products for Christmas. Yes to supporting her strength, her determination, and her refusal to give up.

Moment Three

I learned that someone who works for me was struggling financially. Her ex had stopped providing regular support for their kids, and she was behind on household bills. It was breaking her heart. She was working as hard as she possibly could every single day.

She didn’t tell me directly. She never would.

But when I found out, all I wanted to do was call each company myself and pay her bills. Call it a Christmas bonus, say thank you for her years of dedication, and not think twice about the total.

Moment Four

I was on a flight recently, sitting next to a young man who was clearly nervous. From what I could tell, he only spoke Spanish and was probably around eighteen years old.

It was a three-hour flight, and food was being sold onboard. He tried to pay with cash, not realizing they no longer accept it. He handed the flight attendant a $20 bill, and she handed it back. He looked confused and embarrassed.

When she went to take the food away, I stopped her and said, “I’ve got it.”

Because what is eight dollars, really, when it means someone gets to eat?

What stayed with me was this: I never want to hesitate in moments like that. I never want to wonder whether I can afford to help someone, friend or stranger, when the opportunity is right in front of me.

Each of these moments stayed with me for days.

They forced me to think deeply about what money actually means to me, and what not having it would mean, not just for me, but for the people around me.

I realized something uncomfortable.

Living small doesn’t just hurt me.

Worrying about what other people think doesn’t just hold me back.

Avoiding discomfort, staying quiet about my business, and trying not to offend or “lose friends” has been the most self-centered behavior I’ve ever engaged in.

Playing it safe to be liked, needing approval, and refusing to be seen as “pushy” doesn’t make me generous. It feeds my ego and keeps me from giving fully, freely, and without hesitation.

There was a time in my business when I made more money than I ever imagined possible. And when people criticized me, left my team, gossiped, or projected their insecurities onto me, I shrank.

I believed I wasn’t good enough. That I was a fraud. That failure was inevitable.

I handed my power to people I was never going to be enough for anyway.

What a waste.

There was never anything wrong with me.

I am exactly the kind of person who should be trusted with money and success. And I am done letting other people’s opinions dictate how small I play.

Your thoughts about me will never be more important than my daughter knowing her family, helping a friend in need, or caring for a stranger when I have the chance.

I will never apologize for what I do or how much I earn doing it.

I work hard to help people. And I work hard to use the money I’m blessed with in ways that matter.

I am building the life of my dreams, and I will not be quiet about it.

Anyone who has a problem with that should turn the mirror inward and leave my name out of their mouth.

There are too many people who need me, who need you, who need all of us.

Only an attitude of abundance is welcome here from now on.

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