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You Are a Badass at Making Mone - Jen Sincero

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CHAPTER 4<br />

BEST PRACTICES FOR BUSTING<br />

YOURSELF<br />

Somewhere along my journey through overcoming my financial<br />

flimsiness, I <strong>at</strong>tended a weekend seminar called Manifesting <strong>Mone</strong>y<br />

Like a Millionaire! I don’t remember the specifics, but it was probably<br />

in Las Vegas, probably in some fairly cheesy hotel conference room,<br />

definitely outside my comfort zone. There was about a three-year period in<br />

my early forties when I went to these types of things all the time. This<br />

particular event happened sometime after I started my online business helping<br />

writers get their book proposals done, before my business broke six figures<br />

for the first time, and months after moving out of chez garage into a house<br />

built for humans. I usually had to drag myself to these seminars because I felt<br />

so out of place <strong>at</strong> them. Not because I didn’t desper<strong>at</strong>ely need the inform<strong>at</strong>ion,<br />

cuz lawd knows I did, but because if any of my friends caught me there with a<br />

name tag pinned to my chest, discussing the power of gr<strong>at</strong>itude in my little<br />

breakout group, particip<strong>at</strong>ing in the call and answer: “Who’s a wealth<br />

magnet?” “I’m a wealth magnet!” “I can’t hear you?” “I’M A WEALTH<br />

MAGNET!” I’d never live it down. In other words, I felt above it all. Too<br />

cool for school. Snarkasaurus Rex. Sort of like people who love to travel<br />

(tourists) and love to comment (me) about how amazing a place would be if<br />

only there weren’t so many tourists. Basically, I was obsessed with the idea of<br />

self-transform<strong>at</strong>ion, my own in particular, I was fascin<strong>at</strong>ed by concepts like<br />

the power of mindset, and I realized I wanted to be a life coach <strong>at</strong> the level of<br />

the guy up on stage instead of remaining the Book Lady for the rest of my<br />

life. But I was embarrassed to admit to any of it because I was afraid of wh<strong>at</strong><br />

the people in my life would think. This was still back in the days when life<br />

coaching was regarded with the same highly questionable legitimacy as was<br />

(is?) psychic readings or hair-growth tonics. Wh<strong>at</strong> the hell is it anyway? Is it<br />

like therapy? Does it involve doing jumping jacks?

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