Its tax season and, like every year, I have waited until the last moment to do mine. So yesterday I was sitting at my desk, cranking it out late at night, hoping to still make the fiscal deadline. Nothing like a little adrenaline rush.
With each data entry into my computer, I heard little voices. You know, those voices in your head, representing your old money beliefs? Or those of your parents, that you unwillingly have taken on as well?
Rationally, I know that paying taxes is a GOOD thing! It’s a privilege, an opportunity to contribute and help sustain our country and its people. “Be glad you can pay taxes; it means you actually earned money!”
Sure, I agree! But in all honesty? The whole process of doing my taxes still brings up some emotional stuff. When I started with the month January, I felt gratitude. Really! But with each next reconciled month, the gratitude got a little less and the voices a little louder. “Money goes out faster than it comes in”, “The cost of living is just so high these days” and “It’s a recession out there, shouldn’t you have saved more?”. By the time I had finished December, I was feeling worried.
I was ready to call it a night. I shut down the computer and closed the binder with all the financial papers. My eye fell on one the divider tabs. It said “bills”. Except… that’s not what I saw.
I rubbed my eyes. I still saw the same word. It clearly said:
“BLISS”
I couldn’t stop smiling. Yes! Bills are bliss. Money flows to me easily. I will always have enough money to spend, save and share.
Now, I wouldn’t call it an epiphany, but it sure had changed my mood instantly (of course, after looking up closer, the divider tab