My Story

It seems like everyone is looking for more abundance these days. Everyone is strapped. We are a society of instant gratification where we can have whatever we want now and pay for it later — until the bills come, and then we stress. There is no sacrifice first, where we save up, give up what we don't need right now, and pay the price beforehand. We are slaves to huge companies to whom we owe a lot of money with interest.

Before I learned about energy, that was my story too. I was a slave to debt. I had watched that movie called The Secret. I had read books about abundance, but I just couldn't do it. It didn't really work, at least not for me. And so I continued on, sick and stressing about money, always wondering where the next meal was going to come from. Then I realized there were pieces missing to that Law of Attraction stuff. I didn't have the whole picture. Over the next five years, I put together all the pieces and am very pleased to present them to you now, as I tell you my journey from chronic illness and poverty to amazing health, wealth, and the Fountain of Youth. And all of it comes from living the true Law of Attraction in its entirety.

Before I learned about healing, I was very sick and very strapped financially. I lived on a ranch, where my husband worked. We lived there because the house came with the job. But we had to pay for any upgrades ourselves, and we couldn't afford very much. So we had a few windows that were covered with plastic because the glass was missing, and the only heat in the house was a single wood-and coal-burning fireplace in the main living area. The winters were long, and the growing season was short. Temperatures could drop to twenty degrees below zero Fahrenheit and stay there for weeks. But it was perfect for cattle.

In the winter, we would wake up in temperatures around thirty to forty degrees inside the house. The water had to be left running at night so that it wouldn't freeze, and sometimes the toilet had a thin layer of ice on it in the morning. The boys would wake up cold and then go out and chop wood, and it would stay cold inside the house until we got a fire going. The way we stayed warm was with blankets, socks, and sweaters, and we made quilts. During the day, Jerry and my boys would come in from work, freezing, and stand in front of the fireplace. The rest of the room would be colder and colder depending on how near the fire someone was standing. So as the boys in front of the fire warmed up, they would move out a little, and the ones farther away would move into the warm spot. It was kind of comical watching them move in circles, depending on how warm their backside was. They would do that every time they came in to thaw out from working.

My annual income was zero. I had been running a little country store that was situated on the ranch and getting about three hundred bucks per month for doing that. Then the ranch owner told me that he was going to just give me a small percentage of the profit. As it turned out, he could no longer purchase fuel for the little gas pump that was the main feature drawing in the few customers who lived out in the middle of nowhere. The economy was getting worse, and any profit went to buy more groceries for the store. Pretty soon there was no store because it had to close. So we relied on Jerry's income, which was less than $10,000 per year before taxes, not including the house. It was not enough to support a family. I didn't know what I was going to do. I had scrimped, saved, and borrowed money from my mother to put myself through school.

For me, school had become necessary to save my life. Jerry had found a school for natural healing methods for me because I had been to doctors without being given any real hope. I had turned to natural methods once before, when my oldest daughter was four years old. Susan had severe kidney infections that wouldn't heal with antibiotics. The doctors did X-rays and ultrasounds and found one kidney had become enlarged and the other had withered into a small, useless knot. They recommended surgery for her, which we did follow through with, only to find out a few months later that her good kidney was now failing. I realized that without divine intervention, I was going to lose my daughter. So I got on my knees and begged for information, and I was shown two herbs: comfrey and garlic, which I was to blend together fresh in spring water and give her spoonfuls of this strong concoction every so many hours, along with a plain and simple diet with more fruit and vegetables and soaked grains and less meat and breads. It worked! The infection cleared, and the problem resolved as much as it could with one good kidney. Susan was going to be okay, but now my own health was failing.

One day, there was a robbery at the post office, which was in our little store. A Native American from the local Indian reservation had stolen money from the post office. After the theft, the tribal police came down to my store and told me that if I called the FBI, the Natives would come down and kill me. I called anyway, and long story short, people were fired that day, and others went to jail. My heart was too weak to take the strain, and I collapsed. Being so far from any help, Jerry was the only thing that saved my life that night. He had read about cayenne pepper in one of my school books and knew what to do. He has always been and forever will be my hero.

We had moved several times into different rentals for different jobs over the years before we landed on the ranch. I owed my mother money, which she had scrimped and saved up, and I felt like a heel asking for anything that she had worked so hard for. But the knowledge I gained from these schools for natural healing had saved my life, and I was healing. I am forever grateful and indebted to my mother for her sacrifices that she made in my behalf during that time.

When we ended up on the ranch, I was still weak and very anxious. Part of that anxiety was wondering how we were going to make ends meet and how I was ever going to pay back my debts. Just the stress of being so strapped caused anxiety all by itself. I had seen that movie called The Secret, and I had tried to manifest something good for my family, but it just wasn't working for me.

One night, I was thinking of all the wonderful things I could do, including paying off my debts, if I just had enough money. Buying just a few f lowers for my garden seemed extravagant and out of reach to me, let...