I didn’t. By Wednesday afternoon, the fever pitch was high; every 7-11 had lines out the door, and people waited for hours in other locations to get their prize-winning tickets. Quick pick? Or choose your own numbers. There was a long conversation on one of the daily talk shows about the prevailing wisdom on that subject. Take all the money at once? Or spread it out in monthly payments. Another big topic of the day. A bigger question: If I win, how do I keep my newly-found wealth?
Part 16 of The Master Keys:
Line 1: Wealth is a product of labor. Capital is an effect, not a cause; a servant, not a master; a means, not an end. I would add that the word ‘labor’ could mean more than the actual work; it also speaks to understanding and doing what is required to create an environment for wealth; and that is done in the inner world. Line 5: Wealth then should never be desired as an end, but simply as a means of accomplishing an end. Success is contingent upon a higher ideal than the mere accumulation of riches, and he who aspires to such success must formulate an ideal for which he is willing to strive.
Could this explain why so many who win the lottery end up losing all of it in a short time, while others are good stewards of their winnings, and use it for good? I believe so. There must be a higher ideal in place.
Line 13: Premature wealth is but the forerunner of humiliation and disaster, because we cannot prematurely retain anything which we do not merit or which we have not earned. BINGO!
I truly believe if I, or any of the rest of this tribe of MKMMA’ers were to win a lottery, because of the work we are doing here, we would be of merit, and mighty grateful good stewards of our winnings!
Here is my note from the Universe that dropped into my mailbox this morning:
“Diane! Now! Go! Stake your claim! Hold out your hands. Move, get ready, give thanks. Imagine, and let go. Act, and have faith. Persist. Do what you can, when you can, all you can. Because never again, not in a million years, not over ten thousand lifetimes, will you ever again be as close as you are today. Ungawwa, The Universe”