I discovered that you can “look” like anything you want. You can also beg, borrow, and steal to get stuff. And that money is just a tool. I began to see that success came from an internal place that no one could see or determine but you. At night when we lay our head on the pillow and prepare to go to bed that is when the truth comes out. You are faced with your choices, your words, your thoughts and no matter how you “look,” how big the house and bed is that you are in, or if you could buy another one tomorrow, we are all faced with the same thoughts. Did I do enough? Am I doing what I love? Am I happy? Is this the life I really want to live?
