Back in my mindless spending days, I never gave much thought about what I purchased. If I wanted/needed it and had the money, I bought it. In a nutshell, my entire shopping thought process was a bad one. I was a huge emotional shopper, and my stress and boredom led me to the mall every weekend. My closet overflowed, my heart still felt empty and my frustration grew because I had nothing of real value or substance. And therein lies the rub. I was using my money on meaningless things because it had no purpose, leaving me adrift.
Do you remember The Secret by Rhonda Byrnes from a few years back? The idea that you could visualize something amazing (or to be fair, bad) into existence by your mere thoughts was a powerful, enticing notion. It was A Field of Dreams come to life! Some bought into the hype; others did not. I fell into the middle because I do believe to a certain extent that what we choose to focus on — abundance or lack — is what we simultaneously create in our lives. In other words, we see what we expect to see.
I never watched The Oprah Show, but I LOVE her magazine. One thing she often talks about is living your best life. Your best life. It sounds amazing, right? My best life would be a little glamorous with elegant dinner parties, walks on the beach, snuggling with Max while I read and a closet full of stylish clothes in a size that feels good. The dream is so alluring but always seems out of reach, especially when I play the comparison game. I’ve spent too much time comparing my life to others or worrying about what they think versus creating the life I want for myself. One of my resolutions this year is to live my best life on my terms.