11 thoughts on “Day 21 – RESOURCEFUL”
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Cultivate more joy and motive to attain further abundance with a refreshing reminder of what you already have.
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I wouldn’t say that I was struggling per se, but while I was in college I was on a much tighter budget than I am now. My tuition, dorm room, and food was paid for by my parents, but any spending cash or money from books came out of the money I had made the previous summer working at day camps. I just basically learned to live on less. I did not have money for luxuries.
In times when I have had more restrictions, I have found that I am able to manage and it increases my gratitude exponentially when I am no longer in that situation.
I am forever grateful My heart breaks for people that are less fortunate
I learned to live on a tight budget when I was in prison. Most people think the prison “takes care of inmates,” supplying everything they need. Well what I was “given” was enough food to keep me alive and one roll of toilet paper a week. Everything else I wanted, including soap, shampoo, toothpaste, deodorant, etc., I had to buy. I worked as a Yard Worker, push mowing grass & weed-eating, raking leaves and all for 17 cents an hour. I earned money to buy what I needed to be comfortable while accepting natural consequences for my bad decisions. Today, I think twice before over spending. I conserve the money I have and am much more grateful for small things. I learned when I was in prison that women in other countries such as the Philopines don’t have it so well in prison. They only get food and clean clothes if their families bring it to them. If the family is poor, or does not bring food or a change of clothes, the prisoner gets one bowl of oatmeal a week to eat and never gets a change of clothes. That made 17 cents and hour seem like a fortune to me. I am rich every day that I wake up no matter how little money I have.
Although we are on a budget and it is a source of stress, when I look at how much I take home per day, it’s unfathomable that we consider ourselves to be “struggling”.
I actually can’t remember ever being on a tight budget, which should be a source of gratitude in itself.
I continue to live on an incredibly tight budget after a major upheaval in my life 3 months ago. I strive daily to make the most of what I have and not worry about obtaining excessive material goods because, in the end, those things don’t matter. What matters is the memories I have, the few possession I still have, and the love and support of my friends and what little family I have left.
It made me realize that everything I have is a gift from God. If I have been given everything I have, and I know He will always provide no matter what – why am I being selfish with my blessings?
all the time. never a day where i dont live on a tight budget. dollarama noodles and 1L of pepsi seems like a common meal.
Ramen soup mean anything to anyone? Yeah… I’ve eaten truckloads of it. It’s pretty much garbage food with a extra ton of salt to make it “taste good”. It’s definitely nothing that I would consider real food by any stretch of the word since it doesn’t provide the real nutrients you need to live healthily, but you know what? I still like to eat it sometimes. It really drives home how blessed I am to not be eating it every meal like I did for what felt like a decade. I’m still grateful that I had the 10 cents to buy a package. It gave me enough energy to live another day. Sometimes I didn’t even have the microwave to heat it up, but the salt package spread on the hardened noodles is enough to make them palpable to choke down. I’m also grateful for such an inexpensive food option during this time of my life. It allowed me to save up and buy things like guitar strings and picks. You know… the stuff that really matters 🙂 Thank you Ramen. I love you now and always. Although I’ll only eat you to reminisce or if I have no other option. I’m truly blessed to have had you in my life.
From the time I left my parent’s home as an 18 year old until our four daughters grew up and left home, we were on a pretty tight budget.. My husband was a teacher (lowest paid professionals in the US) and we lived off that one salary for years, until I went back to school and got my teaching degree. We bought a modest house across the street from the Columbia River (we still live in that house, although it’s been through a few remodels). I didn’t have much because I felt it was important for my husband and kids to look good since they went out into the world and I was a stay-at-home mom. Our vehicle always seemed to know if/when we had any extra money, because it would break down and the money would go to fix it. We couldn’t afford to go to Disneyland, but we did stay at the ocean for a week every summer. I know, although we didn’t have loads, we were still better off than most of the world.
Our current life is very different. Our little house is paid off and very comfortable. Although we are on fixed incomes, we have enough money to travel, which we both love. Life is rich, but most of that doesn’t have anything to do with money. Mindfulness/meditation and discovering self-compassion has had a super positive impact on my life. Spending time with family and friends, being curious and having time to be creative…these things all make life amazing.
This was a joy to read Lynn. Being / feeling “rich” is definitely a choice not a status or destination.