pondered his friend’s suggestion. “Maybe she’s spending whatever money she has left. Can’t take it with her; she may as well enjoy it.”
“Looks like you’re getting to enjoy it, too, my friend,” Chad remarked, gazing enviously at the new car. “Plus she pays you for this? Better hope she sticks around for a while.”
“I don’t think she’s ready to croak yet.” Jace laughed, feeling a little guilty talking about Sophie that way. He’d never admit it to Chad, but she was more than just a source of extra cash. He had a soft spot for the kind old woman.
“If you believe that you must work hard in order to deserve the money that comes to you, then money cannot come to you unless you do work hard. Financial success, or any other kind of success, does not require hard work. It does require alignment of thought. You simply cannot offer negative thought about things that you desire and then make up for it with action or hard work. When you learn to direct your own thoughts, you will discover the true leverage of Energy Alignment.”
---Abraham-Hicks
CHAPTER 6
JACE HAD a few errands to run before he picked Sophie up, but he was back with time to spare. He didn’t want to keep her waiting. She might reconsider letting him use her car in the future if he inconvenienced her in that way.
She had another stop to make before he took her home. Since she’d only be five minutes, Jace waited in the car, familiarizing himself with the multi-information display. The touch screen provided hands-free access to phone calls, text messages, and even e-mails. He was flipping through the manual to learn how to program his cell phone into the interactive system when she returned.
Looking at him with a smile, and in a pretentious voice so unlike her own, she instructed, “Home, Jace.”
He laughed at the old woman’s humor. It must make her feel important, like she’s got money again, he decided, to pretend that I’m her chauffeur and the car’s a Rolls Royce instead of a mid-class import. He was even more convinced that there was truth to Chad’s suggestion. She’d obviously had money at one time in her life. For whatever reason, she’d been reduced to living a simple life and had learned how to scrimp and save. Now, as she neared the end of her life, she wanted to experience some of the luxuries she’d once known. He couldn’t blame her. In fact, he admired her. If she wanted to pretend he was her chauffeur, he’d play the part.
Jace saw her up to her apartment, and as usual she invited him in for tea. He had time to kill, so he accepted. As she busied herself in the kitchen, he took off his jacket, put the car key on the small table by the door, and perched on a stool by the kitchen counter. He was comfortable around Sophie now, and though they hadn’t talked much more about her strange beliefs, the questions had been building. “Sophie, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”
“Of course, Jace.” She turned to him. “You can ask me anything.”
“When we first met, you talked about focus, getting what I expect out of life, and being in control. I don’t know…it’s weird,” Jace hesitated. “Part of me wants to argue that that’s not true. In fact, it really pissed me off…sorry,” he apologized for his language. “It made me mad at first, but the more I think about it, the more it seems stuff like that should be true, like that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
“It is the way it’s supposed to be,” Sophie smiled. “It’s the way it is .”
“But how does it work? I don’t understand.”
Sophie poured him some tea. “Have you ever heard people in the financial world talk about leverage?”
“Yeah, sure,” Jace looked at her strangely. “It’s using other people’s money to make money.” He wasn’t sure whether she was answering his question or whether she’d moved on to another topic. She was kind of odd that way.
“Well, what you can do with focus,
“Looks like you’re getting to enjoy it, too, my friend,” Chad remarked, gazing enviously at the new car. “Plus she pays you for this? Better hope she sticks around for a while.”
“I don’t think she’s ready to croak yet.” Jace laughed, feeling a little guilty talking about Sophie that way. He’d never admit it to Chad, but she was more than just a source of extra cash. He had a soft spot for the kind old woman.
“If you believe that you must work hard in order to deserve the money that comes to you, then money cannot come to you unless you do work hard. Financial success, or any other kind of success, does not require hard work. It does require alignment of thought. You simply cannot offer negative thought about things that you desire and then make up for it with action or hard work. When you learn to direct your own thoughts, you will discover the true leverage of Energy Alignment.”
---Abraham-Hicks
CHAPTER 6
JACE HAD a few errands to run before he picked Sophie up, but he was back with time to spare. He didn’t want to keep her waiting. She might reconsider letting him use her car in the future if he inconvenienced her in that way.
She had another stop to make before he took her home. Since she’d only be five minutes, Jace waited in the car, familiarizing himself with the multi-information display. The touch screen provided hands-free access to phone calls, text messages, and even e-mails. He was flipping through the manual to learn how to program his cell phone into the interactive system when she returned.
Looking at him with a smile, and in a pretentious voice so unlike her own, she instructed, “Home, Jace.”
He laughed at the old woman’s humor. It must make her feel important, like she’s got money again, he decided, to pretend that I’m her chauffeur and the car’s a Rolls Royce instead of a mid-class import. He was even more convinced that there was truth to Chad’s suggestion. She’d obviously had money at one time in her life. For whatever reason, she’d been reduced to living a simple life and had learned how to scrimp and save. Now, as she neared the end of her life, she wanted to experience some of the luxuries she’d once known. He couldn’t blame her. In fact, he admired her. If she wanted to pretend he was her chauffeur, he’d play the part.
Jace saw her up to her apartment, and as usual she invited him in for tea. He had time to kill, so he accepted. As she busied herself in the kitchen, he took off his jacket, put the car key on the small table by the door, and perched on a stool by the kitchen counter. He was comfortable around Sophie now, and though they hadn’t talked much more about her strange beliefs, the questions had been building. “Sophie, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”
“Of course, Jace.” She turned to him. “You can ask me anything.”
“When we first met, you talked about focus, getting what I expect out of life, and being in control. I don’t know…it’s weird,” Jace hesitated. “Part of me wants to argue that that’s not true. In fact, it really pissed me off…sorry,” he apologized for his language. “It made me mad at first, but the more I think about it, the more it seems stuff like that should be true, like that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
“It is the way it’s supposed to be,” Sophie smiled. “It’s the way it is .”
“But how does it work? I don’t understand.”
Sophie poured him some tea. “Have you ever heard people in the financial world talk about leverage?”
“Yeah, sure,” Jace looked at her strangely. “It’s using other people’s money to make money.” He wasn’t sure whether she was answering his question or whether she’d moved on to another topic. She was kind of odd that way.
“Well, what you can do with focus,
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