We left off the story here: I had just walked out of my “dream job,” into the unknown void, totally uncertain about how I would be paying my bills in the next few weeks / the rest of my life.

 

This moment – broke, no job, no clarity about what to do next – was the result of a perfect storm of the limiting beliefs and unconscious programming that had directed my life so far. I didn’t trust myself, I didn’t understand my true gifts, I was unconsciously rejecting money, I was playing small in others’ shadows and rejecting the spotlight, and I had no idea what it felt like to receive divine guidance and support. 

 

No one around me could show me the way. I was surrounded by people with jobs, who were also living in survival mode rather than creation mode, and who also labeled business as bad. 

 

I had no family to call, and no financial safety net. Just a few hundred dollars on a credit card, and the electric inner knowing that this was a make-or-break-moment.

 

I knew I had to figure this out or live in lack forever, with an increasingly suffocating sense of unfulfilled potential. Nothing but a dreamer, an idealist without impact. That was my big fear: the possibility that my values didn't work in the real world, that I couldn’t bring my visions to life. 

 

The only place to turn was within: to my connection with myself and with God. Both of which needed a lot of work after a lifetime of outsourcing my power, doubting myself, and rejecting the idea of a higher power.

 

I doubled down on my spiritual practices, starting every morning with a “morning meeting with God,” where I “clocked in” with God as if I had a job, meditated, prayed, asked for guidance, and took action on whatever I received.

 

I took time to write, to contemplate, to rest, so that new ideas could come to me. I dove into healing work – connecting with my inner child, rewiring my subconscious, and releasing the fears that had held me hostage.

 

My inner guidance began directing me to write, and to share. I stopped posting blurry NYC skyline photos on Instagram and began posting reflections from my life, lessons I’d learned, and inspiration for others on an awakening journey. 

 

When my fear programming periodically took the wheel, I frantically applied for jobs. Over and over again I was rejected from positions that I was more than qualified for. All doors back into the known world of playing-small-but-staying-safe employment seemed to be closed.

 

Financially, I would receive just enough to keep me going, but never so much that I stopped growing. I got only what I needed to keep the lights on, literally. A bunch of coins on the street that bought me subway fare and a slice of dollar pizza. A random freelance gig from an old curriculum design client. A $500 tax refund. An Airbnb guest renting my tiny Flatbush apartment for $50/night while I slept on my friend’s couch a few blocks away.

 

I would later learn that this is how the divine path works. If your soul knows you might stop and play it safe, it keeps up the evolutionary pressure. It’s like a martial arts sensei in the dojo – they push you to grow, giving you time to catch your breath, before pushing you further.

 

Also, my money blocks were still enormous, so God could only pull off bite-sized miracles within the parameters of universal law. If your system is broadcasting lack, however unconsciously, that’s what will be mirrored back to you.

 

When I think back on this time, it feels like a cold night with a tiny flame that was just enough to see the next step. I was literally very cold. Winter in NYC. Walking instead of taking the subway because I didn’t even have $2.75. Selling my beloved books at The Strand for grocery money. Working in coffee shops sipping one cold cup of coffee all day, because the Wifi was out at my apartment. Digging deep, to discover who I really was, and what I was truly capable of.

 

Bit by bit, the tiny steps and little signs began to add up. Daily Instagram posts. A friend-of-a-friend asking me if I could lead a workshop for their company. A new website I made for $20 on Squarespace. A book recommendation containing the next insight I needed.

 

Every day I would say my surrender prayer: God, Creator, Divine Mother, my will to Thy will, show me what's next.

 

As I expressed a sincere willingness to see a new perspective on my life, doors appeared where there had previously seemed to be only dead ends. I received flashes of insight where I could see the abundance of gifts I did have: a decade of corporate consulting, writing, youth leadership development, workshop design, curriculum creation, a natural talent for teaching and mentorship, and a deep love for helping people actualize their potential. 

 

I had been so subconsciously committed to staying small, and so accustomed to only succeeding by being “chosen” by authority figures (bosses and institutions), that I hadn’t been allowing myself to see the goldmine of gifts I already had within me. 

 

As I began identifying and sharing these gifts, my people began to show up. I received what I could handle – one new client, a handful of workshop participants, a few new followers. I may have wanted more, but I still needed to refine my offers, develop my gifts, and expand my capacity for responsibility and visibility.

 

At this point, I was still just barely surviving, but my old life was fading away, and I could sense that the seeds I was planting, through daily spiritual practice and devoted creation, had to bloom into something amazing eventually.

 

And bloom they would.

 

Within a year, I had grown an online community of thousands, and I had replaced my previous annual salary with my fledgling spiritual business. Within two years, my community was in the tens of thousands, and I was making my previous annual salary in a month. My impact, income, creativity, and fulfillment exponentially increased as I surrendered more and more fully to my soul’s path. What had seemed like an impossible dream was now my normal reality. 

 

How? The full breakdown of the process is in the next email. Stay tuned!

 

Until then, much love,

Aaron Rose

 

 

 

This email was written 100% by me, Aaron Rose, without AI.