It seems so clear to me at the moment that money is a state of mind. I see it all around me and have now invented a new game, whereby when I meet someone new, I try and guess as quickly as possible whether they are money magnets or repellers.
At BAD (butties at dawn) I meet people who are just starting up their own business and I can tell straight away who is going to do well and who will struggle, often blaming everyone but themselves for their lack of fortune.
Frustratingly, I see a similar attitude in my own children. My son is on track to flunk his A’Levels. Every teachers says so and he responds by telling us “It’s your fault.”
It’s our fault! We have put him on this path to self-destruction by nagging him over his studies apparently.
I have said until I am blue in the face that his destiny lies in nobody’s hands, but his. I have explained that a wise man would take everything his teachers have said on board and learn from it.
The problem is, you can’t tell someone how to think like a badass – they have to do it for themselves and in my children’s case, I can only lead by example.
I’ve been doing a bit of writing this weekend and it struck me that many of the fellow scribes on my online course are quite brilliant. The only difference between them and published novelists, is, they haven’t yet channelled their inner badass, knuckled down and got on with it.
Talent counts for nothing if you don’t use it wisely. Here endeth today’s lesson…
I am a money magnet. A doer. A get things done kind of person. I am all over this. I am a total badass. I love my life and I love cake – it’s National Chocolate Cake today! Yay!