Last week, I went to record the final payment I received for 2009 and added up my total income for the year. I made roughly $7,000 in 2009, and I don’t own a credit card. I look at the number that represents my “status” for 2009, and I’m taken aback. How can the most satisfying and happiest year of my life not have included very much money? Oh yeah, I remember; there is a belief floating out there somewhere that money and status are what make you happy.
This past year, I started leaping toward my dreams. When I began this journey, I had no destination in mind. I simply wanted to commit to doing things I loved and focus on making a difference in other people’s lives by inspiring them to live in the moment and go for their own dreams. Looking back, I wonder how it all worked, getting by on so little. Was it all the pasta I ate over and over? The precise planning of my outings to save as much gas as possible? Or maybe it was my “insane” approach to life, “oh, it will work out…”
I know, I know, its one thing to say that money doesn’t bring you happiness (which is very true, in this case), and it’s another thing to say, “Well, Meagan, don’t ya think you could rest easier if you had just a little more dough?” To be quite honest, yeah, I could possibly avoid some of those hysterical crying fests that I put on this year due to fear and unknowingness – but in truth, even that wouldn’t be guaranteed. The only thing guaranteed in life is change, and with that, deep down, I trust the process. I know what my dreams are, and I’m willing to experience whatever comes my way, no matter what it looks like. I know that when I hold my visions and enjoy the journey every moment fulfills my purpose.
I never dreamt that I would form a nonprofit in the state of Mississippi. In fact, I had sworn I would never go back to Mississippi for the rest of my life. But the vision popped into my head, and my heart said “go,” so I did. Looking back on the year, I have witnessed some magnificent moments, moments that could not be traded for any amount of money. I won an international book award, I’ve been published in numerous publications all around the nation, I’ve been in the news, I’ve made it on television and have been supported by Hay House and many others, I’ve have been all over the country and have met hundreds of people, and I’ve found myself truly beginning to comprehend my purpose on this earth.
Would I do the year over again? Yes, I would, simply because it has shown me how to heal. The year has taught me some very tough lessons, how to be ok with the unknown, how to embrace my fears, how to love myself and others on a deeper level, how to dream bigger dreams, and most of all, how to believe. I have never once, in the midst of all of my doubts, wavered from what I know to be true…that is, that nothing ever happens to me, it happens for me. I believe from my core that we are meant to live happy lives, and all of that happiness comes from the satisfaction we have within. Our fear of not having enough money is really about our fear of dying, and at times this year, I did feel that way. But, the truth is, in the end, what I learned from this last year has actually taught me the opposite. I have finally learned how to live.