Does your money respect you?

 

Do you have a mutually respectful relationship with your money?

You probably give money much more importance than it gives you. Maybe your money is constantly demanding your attention, like a jealous lover, stressing, pushing, seductive, and illusive. 

But what about you? Do you receive the same care and concern from your money?

What does money give you in return?  Peace of mind? Stability? Harmony?

When is it your turn to decide and guide the relationship?

If you were king or queen of your money, what would your domain look like?

 

This is my money whisper for today:

Take charge of your money affairs and let your money court you for a change.

  

August 2010

 

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