2007-11-05 2:49 p.m.
Lately I've been doing something that makes me feel incredibly mundane: worrying about money.
It's a bad habit that I sometimes fall into.
It's silly, because I know there is TONS of money out there. And, I always end up with some in the end. But, that's reality—and anxiety doesn't really care much about reality.
This morning I spent some time visualizing, praying, and meditating. One of the things I focused on was money. I meditated on unconditional abundance. I visualized checks coming into my mailbox. I prayed for paying work.
When I walked next door to talk with my landlord he had some mail for me. In it was an $800 check from my insurance company for the stuff that was stolen when I got my ass mugged in May.
As I was holding the check in my hand my phone lit up. There was a text message from Glenn asking if I wanted to play at the Ghetto Gourmet dinner this evening in LA. In return for me playing 12 minutes, a guest and I would get to partake in their $60-per-person dinner. Tonight's menu is lobster and quail.
Note to self: Pray, meditate, and visualize more. Worrying is super ultra mega lame.
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