Shifting from poverty consciousness to prosperity consciousness - My Path to Transcending Lack Consciousness
by N J Howell
Healing Emotional Wounds from our past
Inner Child Healing
Did you grow up poor? I did. We were what might be called dirt poor. If you are not from the south you may not have heard that term. I'm not sure where it originated or what it means. To me, it meant we made a survived by the land, by getting our hands in the dirt.
We always had food to eat, due to the backbreaking work of Grandma and Grandpa in the garden and due to raising our own chickens, cows and pigs, but we didn't have many things. We didn't usually have cars we could depend on to get us from one place to another, we got one (or at the most, two) new outfits at the beginning of the school year, and we had an outside toilet long after all our neighbors had indoor plumbing.
This legacy of poverty followed me into my adult years and I struggled for decades with never quite having enough to live comfortably and repeatedly slipping back into the old, childhood pattern of lack and struggle. It was a long road, that dirt poor road, which seemed to stretch out in front of me forever. It was very tough to begin to see a way out of that way of living and into a more abundant life.
My Personal Journey with Poverty Consciousnes
Accepting responsibility for the reality I chose was my first step toward prosperity consciousness and that first step did not come easy. For the longest time, I resented the dynamics and vibratory frequency within the family unit I chose and wished I had chosen differently. I couldn't see the blessings within the experience of what we call poverty as a child Even as an adult, the appearance and illusion of LACK manifested as some kind of Satan in my life .... something I had to fight with all my might, with no hope of lasting victory.
Looking back now, from the vantage point of awakening to a far more expansive view of how it feels to me to be living in the frequency of abundance, I can see how much of me was wrapped up in that battle. Because I hated poverty so deeply, I thought about all that I did not have, almost all the time. Unwittingly, I was energizing the very situation I hated, and making it harder for me to shift away from poverty thinking and into abundance living.
It was rather foolish of my personality self to think it could produce, alone and by sheer effort, results sufficient enough to shift reality. I believed I could MAKE it change. If I just worked hard enough, tried long enough, fought strong enough, I'd break through to prosperity. It seemed true, periodically. Through sheer human effort, I created temporary moments of the illusion of prosperity but the money never lasted. I would repeatedly find myself back in poverty again, shaking my fist at it again, and struggling to pull myself back up to some sort of income I thought would mean I was prosperous. I see all this gigantic effort with more gentle eyes now, realizing that the ego has to do what it does for a time ... until we fully get that it is not going to work. So, I consider all those hard, lean years as training; spiritual training in prosperity consciousness and abundance living.
Shifting Poverty Consciousness, The Hard Way
I had focused on healing poverty consciousness for many years, off and on. I listened to dozens of different self-help tapes, subliminal tapes and hypnosis tapes on creating prosperity conciousness, used most of the popular abundance affirmations around, prayed and meditated on creating abundance, etc.
After trying every known third-dimensional approach to shifting my belief systems around money and other forms of abundance, this was still an area of my life at which I felt I was not succeeding. I was still struggling with money issues, despite healing other areas of imbalance in my life.
Then, something happened that changed everything. I was spiritually, mentally, physically and emotionally knocked lifeless by a catastrophic event. I came near to dying over this event. I came near to ceasing to believe in God over this one event. The details do not matter now; it's enough to know that I lost everything that I thought I loved. Broken, depressed, deeply wounded emotionally and void of ambition, hope or goals, I found myself sitting in a little $200.00 trailer - yes, you read that right. The tiny mobile home I lived in cost me two hundred dollars. (you can imagine what you can buy for $200 - a tin can with air holes, basically). I had no social life and almost no money. Because of stress and depression, my physical health was not good. Emotionally, I was even more unhealthy. I found I could not feel love or any other positive emotion. I also could not pray. At all. In fact, the only emotion I could summon besides hopelessness was rage so I railed against the universe.
Why had my life fallen apart again? And why so completely? God, had I not put forth almost superhuman effort toward changing these patterns? This would have been the point where I'd rally, and commit again to fighting for what should have been mine as a Divine Child of God. Over and over, I had done this. I had rallied around this idea that abundance was being withheld from me, wrongfully. Or I fell into the thinking that I just needed to try more, work harder, to fight and overcome poverty thinking and then abundance would surely be mine. Over and over, I had done this.....but not this time.
This time, I had nothing left with which to fight, no will left to resist what was or distract myself from it's truth. At that moment, I simply surrendered to my life. It was a quiet moment. I did not realize how profound that calm, dead quiet moment was until later.
Owning my Reality: After that slice of silent eternity, a quiet so profound you could hear a soul drop, I was in a rarified atmosphere of transmutation. I could feel it in the air, literally, as if I were in a vacuum that was alive with energy but no sound.
I remember thinking of poverty as a being, literally. Like I could see it out in front of me, as a living entity. I said to poverty:
"Come here. Come on. OK. You are mine. I created you. I accept you. Come here."
I said this in a gentle way, not hating but calling genuinely to that which I had created and asking it to come to me fully so that I could embrace it fully, something I had never done before. This is so important, such a pivotal moment .... embracing the state of being in lack was a choice that had NEVER occurred to me before.
It had always felt to me that I had to use every ounce of fight I had in me to keep poverty at bay but the reality was that all the fighting had not caused it to leave my life. On the contrary, the more I battled poverty, the more lack and longing kept cycling back through my life and, with each cycle, the effects were stronger and stronger until it brought me to that moment, where being poor permeated every aspect of my life.
I chose to accept poverty, to own my reality, to embrace what I had created and co-created in my life. As if I were embracing a child, I embraced poverty; the entire lineage of what that had meant to me, not just in this current life but in all lives before this one. I sank into the feeling of lack and completely released all need to change it, get rid of it, fight it or hate it. I let it be. I let it be. I could not imagine the power of that miraculous moment.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose ... The rest of that day had a feeling to it that I didn't immediately recognize because I had seldom felt it....it was freedom. I could breathe. There was no enemy to conquer anymore, there was nothing to change and nothing to do. In some way that I doubt I can ever explain with words, I shifted in that moment. I owned my reality, for the first time in my life. I accepted it, completely and without judgment.
Simultaneous to that decision, I let God take over what should have been God's job to begin with - aligning me with my greatest good. Within a week from that day, my income inexplicably tripled and though I have gone through periods of contraction and expansion about money ever since, I've never contracted to the level of poverty again. What we cannot own, we cannot change. As long as we remain outside our own co-creations and in a state of blame or in a victim mindset, we can only perpetuate our current reality.
Once we fully own our reality, we can clearly begin to understand why we created the life we have now and we can also learn how to allow the creation of the life we want.
If you are struggling with poverty consciousness, it doesn't have to take a catastrophic event to catapult you into positive change, the way it happened with me. It may be helpful to look at your habitual response to feelings of lack in your life, look at what you are resisting about your reality around money, and work toward acceptance of your reality without judgment. Own your reality and you are empowered to change it.
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Financial Health Disclaimer: A good level of financial ease is healthy and just as important to the state of a person's well-being as physical and adverse financial situations take a toll, through stress, on physical health. The financial healing information shared here is not intended to take the place of logical, well-planned prosperity creation. Counsel with qualified financial experts to help you reach your financial goals.