Contributor: Robin Linke, who shares law of attraction success stories as well as daily guidance from the angels on robinlinke.com.
Sometimes we have no clue as to how certain life experiences have affected us and when we do find out, it can be a total surprise. I was caught by surprise tonight when I was doing laundry…hence the title of this note. So, the question is how much of a back story do you require in order for this to make sense?
Look, the bottom line is this….although my family didn’t have a bunch of money when my parents got married…I never wanted for anything. I’ve always been a spoiled little princess (daddy’s girl). To the point where my parents bought me a brand new car when I turned 17 and my mom was still sharing a car with my grandparents. Okay, that’s enough for you to get the picture…I was (and still am) really good at getting what I want.
When I left my marriage I wasn’t really devastated about leaving my husband of 20+ years. The fact of the matter is, we’d been done for a looong time and moving out was the natural next step. What was devastating was leaving my kids behind. They were old enough to make their own choices and they wanted to stay in their nice big 5 bedroom house as well as their current school system. This was one of the very few times in my life that I didn’t get my own way. I couldn’t figure out how I would be able to support them, finish my own healing from the family events which led me to this making this decision, and move on with my life.
Everything worked out the way it needed to, but my guilt and shame took a huge toll on me. I was very lucky in that I had manifested my soul mate (David) and would be moving in with him. I was also very lucky because we were moving into an apartment that was 15 minutes from my kids….but the apartment, while it was nice, it was a far cry from what I was used to. There was a lot I hated about it and a lot of loved about it. We ended up on food stamps while living there and while I felt ashamed and unsuccessful as a result of them….that’s not what had the greatest effect on me.
To me, having a washer and dryer in my home was normal…I knew there were people who used laundromats, but I was a spoiled, entitled girl/woman who had no experience with such a thing. I cannot begin to tell you how much I hated going to the laundromat. To this day, I have no idea what the experience represented to me….going to the laundromat was always pleasant…but I hated it with a passion.
All this brings me to tonight when I literally nearly broke down in tears because I was so grateful to be standing in my kitchen moving laundry from the washer to the dryer. It got me to wondering….what areas of my life was I closed off to simply because I used the laundromat for a few years? What was I unable to say yes to because I was feeling like a failure? How much of myself was I denying?
That’s the way it is with belief systems and manifesting. We’ve all got these crazy belief systems stored away in our subconscious that make no sense…and even worse, we don’t even know they’re there. It’s these hidden belief systems that are holding us back from having the life we want to have, from being who we want to be, and having the goodies we’d like to have.
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