In my last post, we started a conversation about healing cancer’s sometimes devastating financial side effects. I told you a story about how $2,000 showed up, seemingly out of the blue, for my project that’s helping special kids’ dreams come true.
It wouldn’t be surprising if some of you thought “Yeah right. She got lucky. That would never happen to me.”
But you’d be wrong.
Here’s another true story about how financial abundance showed up, not out of risky investments or years of nose to the grindstone, but in a way that’s available to you and me anytime we choose to take advantage of it.
After my Dad died I took an inventory of my life, and realized that things weren’t going the way I’d hoped. Among other things, I was struggling to keep up with the brutal hours of a corporate finance position. The job compensated me well, but left me wondering at the end of the day if I was making a positive difference to anyone.
Some serious reflection told me it was time to get back to making a direct difference in people’s lives. That’s when I decided to go for a dream I’d had since childhood: to become a doctor.
Now I was in my mid 40s at that time. There were people around me who said, “Are you crazy? You’d give up your wonderful job, your benefits, for all those years without an income?”
It’s true that at the time, I didn’t how to fulfill that dream.
I had no clue where my medical school tuition would come from, and the idea of taking on that much debt was scary.
But the dream wouldn’t go away. After a number of sleepless nights, I knew I couldn’t not go for it.
So I got started. I completed prerequisite courses while still working full time. I researched medical programs and sent away applications.
About the same time it became clear that my marriage to my children’s Dad was complete. It was time for us to go our separate ways. When it came time to decide the fate of the home we co-owned in Los Angeles, I had a strong intuition that rather than sell it, I needed to buy out his share and keep the house.
We refinanced to transfer his half of the ownership to me. During the refinance, the house was appraised at $490,000.
Nine months later I’d been accepted to medical school in Portland. It was time to relocate. I started packing, and listed the house. Within weeks, it sold for $630,000.
The $140,000 difference between the earlier appraised value and the final selling price – only 9 months later – paid for medical school in full.
I completed my medical training in June 2008, followed by coach training. Today I’m living my dream: helping cancer survivors like you build the wellness and confidence (and find the resources!) to pursue your dreams.
As it turned out, I didn’t need to worry about how to pay for medical school.
Once I demonstrated my commitment to doing something I loved, something that really expressed my purpose for being on the planet, all the resources appeared to allow me to fulfill that dream.
Yes, I put in some hard work. But it didn’t take any harder work to produce my medical school tuition.
What happened for me can happen for you, too, because it didn’t happen due to luck. There’s an underlying method here that works no matter your age, gender, color, level of education or medical history. And it can help you get back on your feet financially after cancer just as easily as it paid my medical school bills.
Would you like to know more about how to bring in abundance that can heal cancer’s financial side effects? Let’s talk. Schedule a complimentary 30-minute conversation with me here.
You can create abundance this way even if you’re still limited by the physical fallout of cancer.
You can create abundance this way even if your medical debt seems insurmountable.
You can do this. Let’s talk.
Believing in you unconditionally,