I signed up for the Happy Money course because I always enjoy learning and growing and I just liked Ken’s face – I trusted him.
You can tell by looking in his eyes that he tells the truth and wishes you well. That is the kind of person who I want to get to know. Over this last 30 years, I have written and taught courses on how to manifest with intuition and have coached clients to get what they wanted at work, in their relationships and in their health. It has been exceedingly rewarding. I love it. But in my own life, I have not been as kind to myself. Shortly after the Happy Money course began, I was taking my morning walk, contemplating what we were learning, and fell on the ice breaking my right wrist.
Given I’m right-handed, this meant I couldn’t underline or take notes that was my plan for reading the Happy Money book I’d just ordered before he made his free offer. And my goal for the new year was also to finish writing our next book, so that too was put on hold. In tears, I went inside and asked my higher wisdom, “What am I to learn from this?” The answer came back, “Love yourself more.” I’d heard this response before. It was time to examine the hidden areas where I could be more kind to myself because at this point I could not drive, write or even fully bathe myself for over a month. Over the years, my clients have told me that I’ve been very kind to them. Many have sent loving notes expressing this. Why couldn’t I be kind enough to myself? I felt foiled by my own self-sabotage and blamed myself for losing focus and falling. How could I help others while damaging myself? The answer was in “receiving.”
When Ken offered to send us all free books as part of attending his class, my initial response was, “No, thank you. I don’t want to waste books. I’ve already purchased mine and that is plenty.” Then Ken reiterated, “Request as many as you like – give them to your friends.” I thought to myself, they cost money and even more money to ship from Japan. If my friends want a copy, they will order it themselves and give thanks to Ken by paying for it. It would be rude of me to assume they needed a money book. What if they didn’t want it and just gave it away?” Then my husband, Greg, said “It’s a gift. Receive it. Give thanks and pass it on. Plus, it’s a brilliant marketing tool to introduce his work to the US. You need to learn to receive and help Ken get the word out there.” So I ordered three: one for Greg and two for undetermined friends. As a result, it has been a joy to have one book just for me, and I look forward to passing the others around. As for my wrist, as of the last couple of days I can type once again after a difficult month. Surgery went well, and I now appreciate writing all the more. Having learned self-hypnosis as a teenager and having taught it since 1987, I applied it to my own healing. Rather than using the strong pain medications they prescribed before and after surgery, I used my mind to alleviate the pain. I talked to my wrist and said “arigato – thank you – for taking the brunt of my fall and saving the rest of my body.” No longer would I take for granted all that my right hand does for me. I now more fully appreciate the goodness that comes from living in a state of gratitude. One of Ken’s early lessons was that Happy Money is money you give and receive with gratitude. Moment by moment, I have caught my thoughts and chosen to be kind to myself and appreciate the lessons that came from this painful wrist experience. It cost $11,000 out of pocket before insurance, and I am grateful that I had the funds to support me through this. As a saver who spends money mainly on business pursuits, it took a lot of introspection and self-talk to appreciate spending money on myself. Finally, I gave thanks for the doctors and for spending money on their surgery because I knew if I didn’t I wouldn’t completely heal. This class has opened me up to receiving the goodness that comes through happy relationships with people and money. Loving support came to me at the hospital, in casual conversations with strangers in check-out lines and from loved ones alive and passed. The technician at the hospital took personal pride in treating my wrist with her upmost expertise. Later I was told that most people avoided that hospital because of the regularly poor service. But my service was exceptional. In line at Costco a sweet genteel lady was accompanying her middle-aged daughter who was wearing a cast like mine from having had surgery the day before. The mother, who reminded me of how my mother used to look, said that she too had slipped on the ice and had metal implanted in her wrist. She wanted me to know that even though I resisted surgery, she knew that I would be all right. Minutes later the cart-checking guy as you leave the building volunteered that he too had broken his wrist and he knew I would get through this. The next morning, I received a text from a client I hadn’t spoken to in a couple of years. She said, “I just want you to know I love you and am eternally grateful for all you and Greg taught me during our journey together,” so I thanked her for truly touching me. Then my old mentor who died at 94, Joan, showed up in my mind while I was getting an acupuncture treatment. She looked spry and alert and said, “I’m looking over you as are a legion of others here. You’ll be fine. Your wrist will heal and you’ll get on with all your projects. Just let me know if you need anything.” That brought tears to my eyes to feel so held in love. Then Sunday we went to the bakery to get what used to be our weekly pastry. We had not been there for a month and when we walked in we saw the owner was in a cast like mine. She had fallen on the ice two weeks before on the day that I went in for surgery. After talking for a while, I was able to give her comfort and reassurance that all would be fine. She had been anxious because the doctors weren’t sure what to do because her break was hard to define. As she calmed down, she put a free donut for me in our sack. She said, “we are compatriots.” My heart was filled with appreciation for all the connections I would not have otherwise made had it not been for my broken wrist. I thanked her. Instead of pushing away love and assistance saying “I can take care of this myself,” I accepted and received this with gratitude. This is because I am now focused on receiving love and healing old money wounds that were triggered by my physical injury. My relationship with myself is healing. My body is supporting me in bringing me experiences to love myself more. Since I teach hypnotherapy through the Transpersonal Hypnotherapy Institute, which I founded in 1990, I am in touch with many people who are pursuing personal and business growth for themselves and their clients. As a clairvoyant psychotherapist and business consultant, I have my own client base with whom I have shared this transformational information. And for years I have taught workshops on how to develop your intuitive abilities and be prosperous and happy as a result. This transformative material has infiltrated my being, and I am thrilled to spread this Happy Money approach to relating to people, money and life.
You can tell by looking in his eyes that he tells the truth and wishes you well. That is the kind of person who I want to get to know. Over this last 30 years, I have written and taught courses on how to manifest with intuition and have coached clients to get what they wanted at work, in their relationships and in their health. It has been exceedingly rewarding. I love it. But in my own life, I have not been as kind to myself. Shortly after the Happy Money course began, I was taking my morning walk, contemplating what we were learning, and fell on the ice breaking my right wrist.
Given I’m right-handed, this meant I couldn’t underline or take notes that was my plan for reading the Happy Money book I’d just ordered before he made his free offer. And my goal for the new year was also to finish writing our next book, so that too was put on hold. In tears, I went inside and asked my higher wisdom, “What am I to learn from this?” The answer came back, “Love yourself more.” I’d heard this response before. It was time to examine the hidden areas where I could be more kind to myself because at this point I could not drive, write or even fully bathe myself for over a month. Over the years, my clients have told me that I’ve been very kind to them. Many have sent loving notes expressing this. Why couldn’t I be kind enough to myself? I felt foiled by my own self-sabotage and blamed myself for losing focus and falling. How could I help others while damaging myself? The answer was in “receiving.”
When Ken offered to send us all free books as part of attending his class, my initial response was, “No, thank you. I don’t want to waste books. I’ve already purchased mine and that is plenty.” Then Ken reiterated, “Request as many as you like – give them to your friends.” I thought to myself, they cost money and even more money to ship from Japan. If my friends want a copy, they will order it themselves and give thanks to Ken by paying for it. It would be rude of me to assume they needed a money book. What if they didn’t want it and just gave it away?” Then my husband, Greg, said “It’s a gift. Receive it. Give thanks and pass it on. Plus, it’s a brilliant marketing tool to introduce his work to the US. You need to learn to receive and help Ken get the word out there.” So I ordered three: one for Greg and two for undetermined friends. As a result, it has been a joy to have one book just for me, and I look forward to passing the others around. As for my wrist, as of the last couple of days I can type once again after a difficult month. Surgery went well, and I now appreciate writing all the more. Having learned self-hypnosis as a teenager and having taught it since 1987, I applied it to my own healing. Rather than using the strong pain medications they prescribed before and after surgery, I used my mind to alleviate the pain. I talked to my wrist and said “arigato – thank you – for taking the brunt of my fall and saving the rest of my body.” No longer would I take for granted all that my right hand does for me. I now more fully appreciate the goodness that comes from living in a state of gratitude. One of Ken’s early lessons was that Happy Money is money you give and receive with gratitude. Moment by moment, I have caught my thoughts and chosen to be kind to myself and appreciate the lessons that came from this painful wrist experience. It cost $11,000 out of pocket before insurance, and I am grateful that I had the funds to support me through this. As a saver who spends money mainly on business pursuits, it took a lot of introspection and self-talk to appreciate spending money on myself. Finally, I gave thanks for the doctors and for spending money on their surgery because I knew if I didn’t I wouldn’t completely heal. This class has opened me up to receiving the goodness that comes through happy relationships with people and money. Loving support came to me at the hospital, in casual conversations with strangers in check-out lines and from loved ones alive and passed. The technician at the hospital took personal pride in treating my wrist with her upmost expertise. Later I was told that most people avoided that hospital because of the regularly poor service. But my service was exceptional. In line at Costco a sweet genteel lady was accompanying her middle-aged daughter who was wearing a cast like mine from having had surgery the day before. The mother, who reminded me of how my mother used to look, said that she too had slipped on the ice and had metal implanted in her wrist. She wanted me to know that even though I resisted surgery, she knew that I would be all right. Minutes later the cart-checking guy as you leave the building volunteered that he too had broken his wrist and he knew I would get through this. The next morning, I received a text from a client I hadn’t spoken to in a couple of years. She said, “I just want you to know I love you and am eternally grateful for all you and Greg taught me during our journey together,” so I thanked her for truly touching me. Then my old mentor who died at 94, Joan, showed up in my mind while I was getting an acupuncture treatment. She looked spry and alert and said, “I’m looking over you as are a legion of others here. You’ll be fine. Your wrist will heal and you’ll get on with all your projects. Just let me know if you need anything.” That brought tears to my eyes to feel so held in love. Then Sunday we went to the bakery to get what used to be our weekly pastry. We had not been there for a month and when we walked in we saw the owner was in a cast like mine. She had fallen on the ice two weeks before on the day that I went in for surgery. After talking for a while, I was able to give her comfort and reassurance that all would be fine. She had been anxious because the doctors weren’t sure what to do because her break was hard to define. As she calmed down, she put a free donut for me in our sack. She said, “we are compatriots.” My heart was filled with appreciation for all the connections I would not have otherwise made had it not been for my broken wrist. I thanked her. Instead of pushing away love and assistance saying “I can take care of this myself,” I accepted and received this with gratitude. This is because I am now focused on receiving love and healing old money wounds that were triggered by my physical injury. My relationship with myself is healing. My body is supporting me in bringing me experiences to love myself more. Since I teach hypnotherapy through the Transpersonal Hypnotherapy Institute, which I founded in 1990, I am in touch with many people who are pursuing personal and business growth for themselves and their clients. As a clairvoyant psychotherapist and business consultant, I have my own client base with whom I have shared this transformational information. And for years I have taught workshops on how to develop your intuitive abilities and be prosperous and happy as a result. This transformative material has infiltrated my being, and I am thrilled to spread this Happy Money approach to relating to people, money and life.