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    Posted on December 31st, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    365 – December 31

    A Prayer for us All

    “I honor the place within you

    Where the whole universe resides.

    I honor the place within you

    Of love, of light, of truth, of peace.

    I honor the place within you,

    Where, when you are in that place in you,

    And I am in that place in me,

    There is only one of us.

    Namaste.”—Nepalese Prayer, contributed by Lesleigh Tolin

    Thank you for walking this road with me; for sharing space on the planet Earth, and being who you are. (If you have gotten to the end of this book, I’ll bet you’re one of My People!)

    We are the World

    At the beginning of this book, I asked you to write down your “Intended Results,” to list your financial, emotional, and spiritual goals for the next year. What was your intention in reading this book? What did you want to have achieved by the end of it? Did it happen? Did you grow? Did your money grow with you? What did you get that surprised you?

    Make a list of your accomplishments, and celebrate them. We need to take every possible occasion to praise and honor ourselves. You have succeeded! You are a success! Celebrate!

    Whatever remains undone, transfer to a new list of “Intended Results” for next year. And begin again. This book is a tool that can help you along the way every year.

    I leave you with a final affirmation of abundance for your life:

    Today I declare that I am free. I am free from all past humiliations, hurts, fears, embarrassments, addictions, bad habits, neuroses, illnesses, and dissatisfactions. The tragedies of my life hold no power over me. I let go the ancient angst and arise from phoenix ashes, renewed, refreshed, energized, and empowered.

    I declare my financial freedom and demand that all the rivers of my good flow abundantly to me now. Gold and goodness heaps upon me, and all that I take in I use in righteousness and truth. In return, I shower abundance on those before me. The world benefits from my presence. I live my life as fully as possible to shine the light of power and possibility over all who enter my circle of influence. I am free to be. I am free to be me. I am free to be me abundantly.

    I pass this gift to all who hear it, see it, feel it. I am great, I am magnificent, I am radiant. I am perfect, whole, distilled, clear, farseeing, and farseeking. My place in the universe is assured and special. I matter. At peace with the earth and sky, rivers, fields, mountain, streams, and dreams, sparkling diamonds in the sunlight of life, I call to all in harmony with the ages. I am ageless, I am one, I am all. I am satisfied, I am content, I am filled. Thank you, God.

    Peace be with you. May your life be rich—inside and out.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I am free. I am free to be me. I am free to be me abundantly.”

    I got chills reading this just now. I think this must have come through me direct from the Universe, because I don’t remember writing it and it moves me deeply. I think I need to read this one every day for a few days. Maybe all year…

    My friend Lesleigh took my course many years ago, and at the end of the last class, asked if we could all link arms while she said this prayer. She told us how, when she was young and working for American Airlines, they sent her on a mission to Nepal for three months.

    The people in the Nepalese village where she stayed greeting the morning each day with a beautiful chant. She wanted to know what they were saying, and asked several times for the translation. They smiled but she didn’t get the translation until just before she left. It stayed with her, and she says it often.

    When our group held each other and bowed our heads for this prayer, we were truly one. And I have said that prayer with every class since.

    Remember your greatness and regard yourself with kindness. Celebrate your accomplishments of this year before you plan what you’re going to do next year. Pause to reflect and enjoy this moment of closure and remembrance of things past.

    Your life is a treasure. Thank you for being “My People”.

    The City at the Summit

    Posted on December 30th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    364 – December 30

    “You cannot put the same shoe on every foot.”—Publilius Syrus

    The white-washed walls of the city of Santorini sparkle atop the steep cliffs that rise majestically from the cerulean blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea. Ships nestle in the harbor, surrounded by three islands that some say are the remains of the mythical city of Atlantis.

    From the boat dock, you can climb the one thousand steps to the summit, or, if you prefer, you can ride a donkey—the local guides take groups up every half hour. Tour busses can take you around the island before dropping you off at the top. The fastest way to the city is to take the cable car. Some people find their own precarious way up the mountain, slowly and laboriously climbing over the rocks.

    Santorini View

    A few visitors go directly to the city. Others take the detour around the island, looking at ancient ruins, and arrive at the summit later in the day. Some play all day on the beach, and still others stay on the ship and just gaze at the stars from below.

    Among the visitors, there are sometimes arguments about which is the better way to get to the summit. “The cable car is faster!” some claim. “But it’s more fun to ride the donkeys!” others retort. Those on the tour busses say, “Why go directly to the top? Enjoy the rest of the island first.” “Climbing is good for your health!” say the rest. But no one says you won’t get to the summit unless you take their route. The cable car riders don’t go to battle with the donkey riders. The rock climbers don’t throw rocks at the people on the stairs. No one ambushes the busses. It is clear there are many paths, and all lead to the city.

    The citizens of Santorini are happy to greet the visitors, whoever they are and whenever they arrive. It makes no difference to them what mode of transportation the visitors choose or what time they appear. They may laugh gently at the slow climbers who choose the most difficult way. And they may wistfully regret that the sun-bathers at the beach or the star-gazers on the ship don’t make it to the summit this trip. Oh, well, they shrug, maybe next year.

    You may come when you wish, how you wish. All roads take you to the top. Whatever path you choose, when you reach the city, you are welcomed.

    Today’s Affirmation: “Whatever path I choose is the perfect path for me.”

    Santorini is a beautiful jewel in the Mediterranean Sea. I visited the city again in 2008, when I was on a poker cruise (see the sights all day, play poker all night = heaven).

    I thought of Santorini when I was writing The Wealthy Spirit and read a story by Deng Ming-Dao about people using donkeys to get to the top of a hill. Once at the summit, he said, “all the travelers stand in the same place…the donkeys are the various doctrines that each of us embraces. What does it matter which doctrine we embrace as long as it leads us to the summit? Your donkey might be a Zen donkey, mine might be a Tao donkey. There are Christian, Islamic, Jewish, and even Agnostic donkeys. All lead to the same place. Why poke fun at others over the name of their donkey? Aren’t you riding one yourself?”

    Since I was a child, I have come to believe there are many roads to heaven – that no one religion has exclusive rights to entry. It seems to me that if God is a loving God, wouldn’t He want to save all His children? Wouldn’t He provide many routes and vehicles to get to Him? Wouldn’t He send more than just one messenger and just one donkey?

    Santorini Church

    I was speaking on finance and spirituality at a conference in Mexico, and a vision came to me of a mother at the Grand Canyon, talking to friends. Suddenly she turns and sees her baby crawling too close to the edge of the cliff. She can never make it there in time to save her baby, but there are a hundred people standing nearby. I described this to the audience and asked, “How many of you have children?” Most of the audience raised their hands. Then I said, “How many of those people would you tell ‘Go save my baby!’” With one voice, they said, “All of them!”

    Marci Shimoff, who was also speaking that day, heard me tell this story and asked me where I got it. I told her it had just come to me and she nodded. “It was a God-shot,” she said.

    Inspiration strikes unexpectedly, but most often when you’re in the zone of your work or meditation. This piece led me to writing a longer piece about philosophy, religions, and our search for The Force, as Obi Wan Kenobi called it. This became the last chapter of Zero to Zillionaire: “Lighten up on the Way to Enlightenment.”

    What is your philosophy and how does it inspire your life?


    Posted on December 29th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    363 – December 29

    “The life of man is a journey, a journey that must be traveled, however bad the roads or the accommodations.”—Oliver Goldsmith

    As a teacher, I try to act as a signpost to others, pointing the way down the road to success. But sometimes as I lecture, I know I’m the one I’m talking to. “Oh yeah, that’s a good idea, Chellie; why aren’t you doing that?!” says the voice in my head. I know that people point to leaders and teachers, whispering that they’re “not walking their talk” and quail when I know I don’t always walk mine. But I only learn to walk it after I talk it for a while and watch myself fail to connect, to measure up, to succeed at what I know I should do, what St. Chellie would do without blinking or thinking twice. Talking with my friend Korey, I agonized over the road I have taken and how many foibles and failures marked the way. I regretted the many times I strayed from the road I knew to be straight and true, the path to health and well-being, to financial success, loving relationships, spiritual peace.

    “Why did I leave the road so many times?” I moaned.

    “You were still on the road, Chellie,” she told me. “You were just in the shitty part of it.”

    I still laugh over that description, but with that one sentence, she changed my picture of life. I had seen the map of life as a series of roads, with highways and byways and detours, but always one clear shining path that we were supposed to stay on. If you were on that bright path, the path was always straight and the sun always shone. It was only when you left the road that troubles loomed.

    North Carolina Park

    Now I see that roads are not so straightforward. You choose your road for the promised destination but the journey is never what you expect. Sometimes the way is steep, lined with sharp stones; sometimes it is a walk in the park. On some parts of the road the sun smiles; on others the wind howls. Sometimes other roads line up with ours and we trudge for a time side by side with another traveler. When we stumble, another can reach out a hand to steady us. Then the roads diverge again; our paths change; they keep north while we veer east. But always we are on our road. The one less traveled, the one we have chosen. The road beckons and we follow. We have chosen the destination and the road will take us where it wills. Its troubles train our endurance, strengthen our commitment until we are worn shiny smooth like rocks in a tumbler.

    I stumble. I fall. I pick myself up. I repair the road. I learn. Success lies just over the next hill…or the one after that.

    Today’s Affirmation: “The road is clear and the way open to all the success I desire!”

    In December of 1999, I had been working on The Wealthy Spirit for about a year and a half. Funny things happened sometimes when I wrote. Something outside myself would take over and write. I know this, because I will often read a page from the book and have no recollection of writing it.

    One afternoon, a gang of City workers were repairing the street outside my house, and I was thinking about roads, and journeys. As I started to write, the words took shape as a poem. My publisher didn’t think it was good enough to include in the book, but my roommate Shelley thinks it’s the best thing I ever wrote. I like it myself. Make of it what you will.


    “No parking” signs nailed on a tree

    The road is closed for surgery

    With huge machines that cut and churn

    Spit gravel chunks and scrape and burn.

    With broken skin that seems to weep

    The bruises on the pavement seep

    Awaiting asphalt acne cream

    To soothe the sorrows of the dream.

    Fourteen men in four-ton trucks

    Rope the road that twists and bucks

    They brand a hot new blue-black skin

    Where once old pock-marked scars had been.

    I, too, have shouldered such a load

    With layers thick of rocky road

    Buried deep beneath new skins

    I paste on top to hide my sins.

    Potholes, pits and deep scars ride

    Just underneath the smiling side

    They give me depth and shape and hue

    Denied to those whose tracks are new.

    And I will bear more troubles well

    Because this road has led through hell

    Resurfacing in brighter days

    I slowly learn to change my ways.

    No parking here, keep moving on

    Where others trudged and then were gone

    A million roads more millions trod

    All wend their winding way to God.


    Posted on December 28th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    362 – December 28

    “We are not here merely to make a living. We are here to enrich the world, and we impoverish ourselves if we forget this errand.”—Woodrow Wilson

    Food. Shelter. Clothing.

    These are the basics that we need to sustain life.

    Everything beyond that is entertainment.

    There is purpose and reason to our lives—beyond sustenance and beyond entertainment.

    What is your purpose? What is your mission? What’s it all about? My guess is that it isn’t about just staying alive, and it isn’t about who’s got the most stuff.

    When you answer this question, from your heart and your soul, you will know true financial peace. You have what it takes to survive, to stay alive—because, after all, here you are, alive after all these years. When you understand that the search for wealth, riches, beautiful things, etc. is just for your entertainment, you’ll know you can be happy whether or not you have those things.

    Hadrian's Villa, Rome

    When I make High Budget money, I spend more. When I make Low Budget money, I spend less. Financial stress reduction is about being fluid and flexible with money—if you’ve got more, enjoy it; if you’ve got less, enjoy other things. Change your focus.

    Beyond staying alive and entertaining yourself: What are you here for?

    Today’s Affirmation: “I am happily fulfilling my life’s mission every day.”

    My life’s chosen mission is “Joy and prosperity for all!” and my work is to spread that idea and help people achieve it. But life isn’t all about work, so along with that, my life’s purpose is to appreciate it and enjoy it. I think being happy contributes to the lives of others and brightens the energy of people around you. I know my family is happier when I’m happy, and I’m happier when they are.

    Campbell girls in hats

    Some people think life is all about “sacrifice” in this “veil of tears.” That rather takes all the joy out of life, doesn’t it? The purpose of life is to endure it? I think not.

    Yes, there’s a lot of pain and suffering in the world, and its part of our human purpose to try and alleviate some of that suffering wherever we can. Some saints among us make it the total focus of their lives to sacrifice on behalf of others to the exclusion of all else.

    Well, I call them saints, but sometimes I wonder. Shouldn’t there be some balance in there, too? Wouldn’t they be able to give more if they replenish themselves with fun and pleasure sometimes, too? But when I saw the young novitiates of the Dominican Sisters of Mary of Ann Arbor, Michigan on Oprah, I don’t think I’ve seen anyone glow with such joy of life as they did. They have dedicated themselves to serving God and others, and by so doing, achieve great joy in their own lives.

    Deng Ming-Dao in 365 Tao says, “Those who follow Tao believe in using sixteen attributes on behalf of others: mercy, gentleness, patience, nonattachment, control, skill, joy, spiritual love, humility, reflection, restfulness, seriousness, effort, controlled emotion, magnanimity, and concentration. Whatever you need to help another, draw upon these qualities. Notice that self-sacrifice is not included in this list. You do not need to destroy yourself to help another. Your overall obligation is to complete your own journey along your personal Tao. As long as you can offer solace to other on your same path, you have done the best that you can.”

    What service are you called to, and how far will you take it? Declare your purpose here!

    Close Encounters of the Third Kind

    Posted on December 27th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    361 – December 27

    “Like buried treasures, the outposts of the Universe have beckoned to the adventurous from immemorial times.”—George Ellery Hale

    I grew up reading science fiction. I love the explorations of authors who expand reality to other planets, universes, dimensions, times. So much of what we take for granted in our everyday lives had its precursor in sci-fi: the radio, television, microwaves, space travel. What man can imagine, he usually later invents. For countless centuries, people were ruled by the suspicion that many things were impossible or unknowable. Now, we live in an age where nothing seems impossible—it’s just a matter of inventing the right technology.

    When John F. Kennedy said that we would put a man on the moon within ten years, the technology to do that didn’t exist. He called for it to come into existence, and scientists jumped to make it so. And so it was.

    I remember, “One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” I stood in awe on the sidewalk outside my house, front door open so I could see the small figure walking in moon dust on the television set, and looked up at the moon in the night sky at the same time. Dad told me that the real miracle was not that a man was walking on the moon, but that we were all watching a man walking on the moon.

    So I was excited to see Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Steven Spielberg’s brilliant movie about the first human contact with an alien civilization. I went to a showing with my friend, Gaye, and my boyfriend, Stan. We were all riveted in our seats as the story unfolded in front of us. I was enthralled, I was there—it seemed so real and exciting to me. By the end of the movie, tears were rolling down my cheeks.

    I had only known Stan for a short time. He didn’t understand what I was crying about. He thought this a very strange reaction. He turned to Gaye and whispered, “What is she crying about?”

    Friends for decades, Gaye knew me well. She softly answered back, gesturing at the great mother ship flying into space:

    “She wanted to go.”

    I did. Still do.

    Some people send out a ship. Some people send out a space ship. Humankind’s spirit of adventure is the wind in the sails of them both. It is what makes us curious, thirst for knowledge, explore. It’s what made Columbus look for a new route to India, what made Madam Curie look for radium, Pasteur search for the cure for rabies, and what landed mankind on the moon. It’s what gets anyone off the couch and out of the house.

    Can you look at the stars and not wonder what marvels are out there? Can you look around at this world and not wonder what marvels are down here that you haven’t experienced yet? What sparks your imagination? Expand your vision. Adventures await you. Reach out. Reach up.

    Reach for the stars.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I reach for the stars, and find love, happiness and fulfillment along the way.”

    Oh, my goodness, what a wealth of science fiction movies we have now! For someone who grew up reading science fiction, when the brief 3-year run of the original Star Trek in the 60s was all there was to slake our sci fi thirst, the movies we get in this genre now are fantastic! When I was young, I was so anxious for technology to grow faster so we could at least have fabulous movies if not the real thing.

    In the 70s, I saw Star Wars on opening day at the Chinese Theater in Hollywood. I was with my dear actress friend, Gaye Kruger, and an actor friend of hers named Ty. I’ll never forget it. When the space ships flew overhead in the very beginning of the movie, the audience roared and cheered, and continued for the entire opening battle sequence. We were electrified by the story, the special effects, everything. It was a wonderful group experience, the audience was enthralled as one being, and gave the film a standing ovation. (There is an energy to watching a movie as a group that is entirely missing from watching a movie alone. Don’t you feel that?)

    After the movie, the three of us went back to Gaye’s apartment where we called Mark Hamill, who played the young hero, Luke Skywalker. Gaye knew him from a film project and I had met him before on several commercial auditions. When I grabbed the phone, I just raved about the movie and his performance. I remember he was so tickled we liked it and kept saying, “Really? You really liked it? I’m so glad!”

    Isn’t that cute? Of course, this was before it took off – no one knew that this little film was going to be a huge juggernaut and the highest grossing film of all time for many years. It’s fun to think about that now in hindsight.

    “To boldly go where no man has gone before”…that’s what all creative artists do. No matter what cost or outcome. I thank God and my lucky stars for all the people who follow their star and go.

    What star are you following?

    We Are Not Alone

    Posted on December 26th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    360 – December 26

    “Anyone can cut an apple open and count the number of seeds. But who can look at a single seed and count the trees and the apples?”—Dottie Walters

    I smile to myself as I write the title of this page. “Hmm,” I wonder, “Will the reader think I am saying we are not alone in the universe, that flying saucers and little green Martians abound, that I am a UFOer?” I will tell you, I have not ruled it out.

    I have a picture of “several hundred galaxies never before seen” as captured by the Hubble telescope. There are approximately one hundred billion stars in one galaxy—and then this new looking glass shows us several hundred of these collections of one hundred billion stars that no one knew was there. As I marveled over this picture, my father pointed out to me that the picture only showed one tiny keyhole portion of the night sky, and that the camera could be pointed in any other direction for three hundred sixty degrees and find stars and galaxies ad infinitum. “Billions and billions” of stars, as Carl Sagan said. Infinity.

    Infinity: boundless, countless, endless, eternal, everlasting, incalculable, incomprehensible. I grasp at the fringes of the idea, a blind woman trying to imagine a painting. How vast is this void in which we hang suspended, tiny bits of flotsam in the cosmos sea. My mind creaks open to the possibilities of existence in other star systems, other dimensions, other times. Alternate realities. Imagination soars outward, yet balks finally at the enormity of the task. My thoughts fall back to Earth, the one teeming ball of life I know.

    It doesn’t matter if we are alone in the Universe or not. What is important is that we are not alone on the planet. Whatever you believe about the Universe and its inhabitants, the congregation of beings with which you exist collectively on this globe have primary importance for you. Each individual can do very little alone but exist, and sometimes not even that. Yet together we can build communities, cities, airplanes, space shuttles, telephones, computer networks, pyramids, and Eiffel Towers. We write books for others to read, produce food for others to eat, manufacture cars for others to drive.

    I believe there is meaning and purpose to life, and the clues are hidden in other people. Search them out, it’s a monster jigsaw puzzle—and it’s fun. The answers are not for you to discover alone in a void; if it were so, we would all be on our own little individual planets—with instruction books, tapes, and videos. There are certainly enough planets to go around. We are here together for a reason. Your purpose in life is to figure out what that reason is. And every other person here is your teacher.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I celebrate the wonders of the Universe and my place in it!”

    It’s the day after Christmas, and I’m still giggling to myself. What a crazy, funny, happy family I have! In case you missed “The Saga of the Green Beans”, as my family gathered around the turkey at Thanksgiving, we celebrated my Super Senior Dad’s 91st birthday and teased my sister Carole who forgot to cook the green beans. That became a running theme of the evening. The best line of the night came from my niece Katie, who, when asked what to do with the placecards at the end of the meal, said, “Keep them. They’re redeemable for green beans!”

    So of course, at Christmas dinner, my sister Jane proudly displayed the green beans in the center of the buffet, often asking the table, “Would you like some more green beans?” I should have remembered my placecard…

    Dick and Jane (ah yes, family joke there, too) had just moved into a lovely new home in Camarillo three days before Christmas, but gamely hosted Christmas dinner anyway, with a Charlie Brown 3-foot tree (“only $5”, Jane proudly told me). The table was beautifully set with holiday trimmings and all the food was scrumptious. Roast beef, roast pork, potatoes au gratin, cranberry jello salad, the never-to-be-forgotten-again green beans, and for desert, Carole’s scrumptious home made apple pie and my Southern Mississippi pecan pie, along with assorted cookies and the traditional See’s Candies. Dieting is for wimps.

    Ms. Kitty, a foundling feral cat that Dick and Jane had discovered in the bushes of their home several years ago, was in a bit of a snit with the move, hiding under the bed all day. Ms. Kitty was always in a bit of a snit, actually. When we were told she had taken to prowling around the new house at night, Carole and I got the giggles picturing Ms. Kitty as the “vampire” cat. We knew Jane was concerned about letting Ms. Kitty out in the new house’s back yard, which was over an acre of hills and there were coyotes reported in the area.

    “Are you kidding?” I snickered. “The coyotes are going to run for the hills if they encounter Ms. Kitty having a hissy fit! Carole mimicked a coyote coming down and then backing up with a fearful expression. “Yeah,” I contributed, “the lead coyote will run back to the pack screaming, ‘Retreat!! For God’s sake, get out!” We collapsed into those side-splitting, tear-squeezing, tummy-hurting hysterics that are so delicious you know they must be healing you of a thousand ills.

    Home and family – either your family or origin or the family you’ve chosen – that’s the real celebration of the Holidays. You are never alone when you have family. As Leo Buscalia once said, “Where love is concerned, too much isn’t even enough.”

    My Staff

    Posted on December 25th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    359 – December 25

    “Many times a day I realize how much my own life is built on the labors of my fellow men, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.”—Albert Einstein

    Isn’t it wonderful that there are people who do some things better than you? And have chosen careers in which they can perform these tasks so you don’t have to do them? Aren’t you glad?

    I’m so happy that I have a car to drive—and I didn’t have to design it, build it, paint it, or fix it when it breaks. I don’t have to collect parts for the car either, or create/run an insurance company to cover myself for loss of the car. I didn’t design the highway system, or city streets, or traffic signals.

    I’m delighted that some people run restaurants, so I can get gourmet cooking whenever I want it, without having to struggle alone in my kitchen. I love beautiful jewelry, meticulously crafted by other hands, and wool sweaters. I don’t want to dig out the raw ore from the mines or shear a sheep. I tried sewing a dress once, and trust me, it wasn’t pretty. My thanks to everyone who helps design/sew/sell/ship beautiful russet clothing for the titian-haired.

    I didn't make this jewelry

    I love coffee—but don’t want to grow my own. I’m glad I can eat corn without shucking it myself, drink water without hauling it myself, and I don’t want to know where the sewer pipes go but I’m glad they’re there. I certainly couldn’t build a computer or tell you how the Internet works, but I use them every day.

    Mel Gibson works to entertain me. (Now there’s a thought!) I’m glad that he and Kevin Costner, Antonio Bandaras, Harrison Ford, Russell Crowe and Gene Hackman chose to be actors so that I can watch them—they get my $8.50 every time. So do the glorious women like Susan Sarandon, Julia Roberts, Meryl Streep, Signorney Weaver, Whoopi Goldberg, Juliette Binoche…I wish I had more room on this page! They have faces and feelings that draw me in to celluloid lives. Many people make beautiful music for me: Bon Jovi, Phil Collins, Whitney Houston, Bernadette Peters, Emmylou Harris, and the Dixie Chicks. All the comedians work to make me laugh and I do. I’m glad that Issac Asimov wrote science fiction, Richard Bach wrote Illusions, Herman Hesse wrote Siddhartha, and a group of sages wrote the Bible. Mitch Albom spent Tuesdays with Morrie and Shirley MacLaine went Out on a Limb for me. George Lucas and Stephen Spielberg take my imagination to thoughts, places, and worlds I have never been. All these people work for me. I grow, I learn, I am entertained.

    Every day, so many people are serving me. In the business of my life, they’re my staff. I take this day to remember to be grateful to every one of them for this rich life I lead, full of fun and learning. Thank you!

    And if you’re reading this, I’m on your staff.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I love and appreciate all the people of this rich world.”

    It’s been about 10 years since I wrote this page (notice the lower price for movies). I remember when I got the idea for it – I was watching Cher on television. She was working it, looked fabulous, and her show was really fun. At one point in a dance number, I could see her sweat roll off her body.

    And that’s when I thought – I’m her customer, her client. I pay the money to see her. She’s working for me. That’s a little different take on celebrities, eh? So I wrote this page from that place, and expanded it to include all the people seen and unseen, to whom I have delegated a lot of work that I would otherwise have to do myself.

    During the time management section of my workshops, sometimes my clients complain that they have too much to do but they are afraid to delegate. They think that things won’t get done well enough if they turn them over to someone else. I tell them that they are Master Delegators and I can prove it.

    There are moans of disbelief, but I just ask them, “Did you build the house you’re sitting in now? No? Did you make the clothes you’re wearing? How about your car? Do you service your car when it breaks down? Did you pipe the gas that it runs on? No?

    See, you’re a Master Delegator, too.

    In the intervening years, my staff has changed somewhat. Lots of new additions! I love Project Runway, Glee, Miranda Lambert, Amy Adams, J.K. Rowling and Harry Potter. Although Toyota has had problems recently, I still love my Lexus SC 430. Although Mel Gibson has had problems recently, I still love the old Mel, and hope that he reverts back to his kinder, gentler self soon. Or transforms himself into the person I thought he was…Jeff Bridges seems like my kind of guy, and Colin Firth, too. Don’t disappoint me, fellas! I need my celebrities charming and good.

    When I go to the doctor, I let them know that I’m the client, I’m paying the bill, and they work for me. So we’ll do the things I want and believe in. I don’t do scale, and I don’t do any unwarranted testing, either. But when I’m sick, I want my medicine, thank you very much. I’m sure glad some people went through that rigorous med school training on my behalf.

    Thanks so much, everyone! And a Very Merry Christmas, Feliz Navidad, Happy Hanukkah, Kawanza, Ramadan, Winter Solstice, or whatever –  celebrate today for the blessings all the people in your life bring to you!


    Posted on December 24th, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    358 – December 24

    “The smallest effort is not lost. Each wavelet on the ocean tossed aids the ebb-tide or the flow; Each rain-drop makes some floweret blow; Each struggle lessens human woe.”—Charles Mackay

    My friend, Karen, was an artist with makeup. She believed every woman was beautiful, and helped many to discover their own unique beauty. I had been buying her products for four years.

    I saw her at a networking luncheon: “Hi, Karen!” I said. “You look gorgeous, as always, you tiny thing!”

    “Oh,” she said self-deprecatingly, “My friends tell me I look anorexic.”

    “Hah,” I scoffed. “You’re naturally thin—they’re just jealous.”

    She gave me a big hug, and suggested some new makeup I might try. I said sure and ordered a few items. She called me the next week to say that she had ordered my makeup and it would be delivered in a day or two. I thanked her. I didn’t know that was to be our last conversation, mundane and ordinary.

    Six days later, she took her life.

    I know I couldn’t have done anything to change her mind. Her inner pain was too great, and her focus on it too intense. Friends said that she had planned it for a long while, gotten her affairs in order, had her will notarized, written her goodbye letter.

    But I wish I could have. I wish I could have made a difference, talked her into staying, given her a reason to go on. We shared poetry and dreams—of books we would write and places we would go. She left before she could see her dreams come true.

    Goodnight, sweet Karen. May “flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.”

    To you I say, don’t give up the ship! The way is often stormy, sometimes painful. Life may not have given you what you want so far, but tomorrow might be the day. You may not have gotten the best start in life, but you could have the best finish. Others have done it, through some of the worst childhoods, tragedies, and disasters imaginable.

    Some people are fighting for money; others are throwing it away. Some people are fighting for their lives; others are throwing them away. Sometimes the biggest win is just to survive today in order to rise again another day. Find your mission. Help someone less fortunate than you—and there’s always someone.

    Stay alive.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I love and am loved. I have a unique and wonderful place in this world.”

    Karen Newman was a member of WRS, a great networking group in Los Angeles.  I’ll never forget the day our mutual friend, Susan Levin of Speaker Services, called to tell me she had taken her life. I was so shocked and tearful as she told me the story, how she had been so depressed and wanted to “go home” to God.  She left a note explaining her decision, and naming some people she especially wanted to be told.  She mentioned my name.

    I wish she would have called me instead.

    Have you every thought of killing yourself? A lot of people do idly, a lot of people seriously enough to make the attempt, and a lot enough to make sure that they succeed.

    I admit that I’ve thought of it a time or two – very briefly, mind you – when really depressed or disappointed by a failure or a dream that didn’t happen the way I wanted. It takes a lot of energy to pick yourself up and throw yourself back in the race. Sometimes it just looks too hard, and then I start mumbling, “Why isn’t this happening for me?” and “Why don’t I get to have the big win, now? Easily, please?? Haven’t I worked hard enough yet?” “Oh, what’s the use…”

    People who don’t know me well may be surprised that I have thoughts like this – me, the author of The Wealthy Spirit, one of Marci Shimoff’s “Happy 100”. Yeah. St. Chellie would be appalled.

    I’m writing this as an encouragement if you’ve had these thoughts, too. It’s normal. We all have dark places, we all cry in the night sometimes, and we all contemplate our mortality. But for the most part, we don’t embrace the death of all hope, but “rage against the dying of the light” and keep going. Because we know a better day will dawn, a ship will come in unexpectedly, a friend can still write you an encouraging word, someone’s smile can light you up again.

    When I start getting depressing, I know it’s time to play the Glad Game, drag out the Grateful List, and refresh my memory with all that’s still right with the world. As my friend, beautiful musician Ashana, once said to me, “I need a gratitude adjustment!”

    A friend of mine called me once and said, “Hi, Chellie, how are you?” “Great!” I answered. “You always say that,” he replied. “Don’t you ever get depressed?”

    “Of course I do,” I answered. “But then I don’t answer the phone!”

    What gets you down, and how do you get back up?


    Posted on December 23rd, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    357 – December 23

    “There is only one of you in the world, just one. And if that is not fulfilled, then something has been lost.”—Martha Graham

    Last night in my class, we were playing “The Glad Game” and listing all of the things we are grateful for. We talked about maintaining an attitude of gratitude and I said that one of the things that always gets me back to center, being appreciative of what I have instead of what I don’t have is to think about Christopher Reeve. There was a pause as I contemplated his tragic accident, then I mentioned how awful I thought life would be if I was paralyzed. Jennifer, a young saleswoman, looked at me in surprise, then laughed. She said that wasn’t what she thought I meant. She thought I liked to think about “cute boys!”

    This morning I sit with a smile on my face, thinking how far Christopher Reeve had come in our consciousness past the terrible break of his body. In the agonizing days after his accident, he could have given in to death, but his loving wife, Dana, said, “You’re still you!” That gave him the courage to fight for life. He didn’t just fight for himself, but became a spokesman for all those with spinal injuries, and he continued to work, proving that he was still an artist with talents to share with the world. He succeeded wonderfully, achieving great notices as a director as well as an actor, to the point where a friend of his jokingly exclaimed that his paralysis was a “great career move.” He chronicled his journey back from the brink of death in his book, I’m Still Me.

    This body is a machine we inhabit, and sometimes machines break down. But while we live, we still have missions to perform and purposes to fulfill. Life can still be filled with love and wonder and opportunity. We can be “cute” even if we are in a wheelchair or a hospital bed.

    Where there is breath, there is life. Where there is life, there is hope. Our future remains to be written. Anything can happen. Everything is possible. Whatever is happening in our lives, we can all write a book called I’m Still Me.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I am rich and wonderful just because I’m me!”

    As I reread this story about Christopher Reeve, I did some research into his background and his life on Wikipedia. (Oh, how I love the internet and Wikipedia! When I was growing up, we did our research at the library or in our set of the World Book Encyclopedia.) Reeve was an extraordinarily talented and hard-working actor, exhibiting acting abilities above and beyond most at a very early age.

    In 1973, around two thousand students auditioned for twenty places in the freshman class at Juilliard. Reeve’s audition was in front of ten faculty members, including John Houseman, who had just won an Academy Award for The Paper Chase. Reeve and Robin Williams were the only students selected for Juilliard’s Advanced Program. They had several classes together in which they were the only students. Williams and Reeve became close friends.

    He was very successful in his acting career, and did many motion pictures and plays beside the Superman series. After his tragic accident, his wife convinced him that his life was valuable even if his body was diminished, and he turned his abilities, strength, and character to recovery.

    I loved this bit from Wikipedia: “Reeve went through inner anguish in the ICU, particularly when he was alone during the night. His approaching operation to reattach his skull to his spine (June 1995) “was frightening to contemplate. … I already knew that I had only a fifty-fifty chance of surviving the surgery. … Then, at an especially bleak moment, the door flew open and in hurried a squat fellow with a blue scrub hat and a yellow surgical gown and glasses, speaking in a Russian accent.” The man announced that he was a proctologist and was going to perform a rectal exam on Reeve. It was Robin Williams, reprising his character from the film Nine Months. Reeve wrote: “For the first time since the accident, I laughed. My old friend had helped me know that somehow I was going to be okay.”

    For the rest of his life, he devoted himself to working on behalf of people with spinal injuries. He created the Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation dedicating to improving the quality of the lives of people with disabilities. To date, the Foundation has given more than $65 million for research, and more than $8.5 million in quality-of-life grants. UC Irvine said, “in the years following his injury, Christopher did more to promote research on spinal cord injury and other neurological disorders than any other person before or since.”

    He passed away in 2004, leaving a legacy that anyone could be proud of. His wife Dana carried on his work, but which was quickly interrupted when she was diagnosed with lung cancer a scant year later, and died early in 2006.

    I wonder if they had a soul contract to come to the Earth to help in this way. Perhaps this was their life’s mission from the beginning. Maybe we can’t know that, but we can honor what they chose to do when faced with a terrible situation. These two took a great tragedy and wrestled a greater good out of it on behalf of others.

    What a super man and woman.

    Terry the Terror Temp

    Posted on December 22nd, 2010 in The Wealthy Spirit by chellie

    Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction”

    356 – December 22

    “There may be a hundred things you know about a person—all of them bad. But there may be just one thing you don’t know, which if you did know, would completely change your opinion.”—A Nigerian Christian

    When I was the bookkeeper at an employment agency, one of my duties was to prepare the weekly payroll for all the temporary employees the company had sent out on assignments. This was a simple task and for the most part enjoyable, as I got the pleasure of handing out paychecks to happy recipients each week. It was fun to give people money!

    But one temp, Terry, was an absolute terror to work with. She always seemed rude and demanding to me. She would show up before the checks were written and say she was in a hurry and had to have her check right then. I felt used and abused and dreaded seeing her. Every time I saw her, my heart sank, and I got tense and irritable, expecting problems. Since I was expecting them, she made sure to deliver.

    One Thursday, there she was again.

    “Where’s my check?” she demanded as she walked through the door.

    “I haven’t gotten to it yet,” I replied huffily.

    “I need it now because I have to get to work.” Steely-eyed, Terry plopped herself down on the chair in my office.

    “All right, all right!” I exclaimed angrily and flounced to my desk to write the check.

    She took it without a thank you and left. I marched into Holly’s office to complain and moan about what a nasty piece of work Terry was.

    Holly put me straight in short order. She listened to me complain and then asked, “Do you know Terry’s story?”

    “No,” I grumped, not caring very much either.

    “Terry is working three jobs,” Holly said. “Her father left her mother with five kids years ago. Last year, her mother died, and all of the kids were separated and packed off to foster homes. Terry is saving every penny she earns so that she can she can provide a home and get her brothers and sisters back together with her as a family once more.”

    “Oh.” I felt very small and very ashamed. I thanked Holly for telling me and slunk back to my office, resolved to be a kinder, friendlier person—not only to Terry, but to all the people whose stories I didn’t know, whose pain I didn’t comprehend.

    Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle.

    Today’s Affirmation: “I am gentle, kind, and loving to all I meet today.”

    I really wish I could remember this every time someone is rude or unpleasant. I’m glad I wrote this story down so that its lesson could come back to the forefront of my mind at least once a year as I work my way through The Wealthy Spirit lessons yet again. I always say that I am my own number one, hardest-working student…

    I still struggle with how best to respond when people treat me rudely.  Sometimes I get sucked into trying to argue with them.  Yikes. Have you ever tried to win an argument with an Angry Tuna? As I categorize people into three groups of Dolphins, Sharks, and Tuna (The glad, the bad, and the sad), I saw that there are actually two kinds of Tuna – victims (sad), and angry (mad).

    It’s impossible to win an argument with an Angry Tuna, because their job is to be mad and they are really good at it. They are not interested in listening to your point of view or having a reasonable discussion. They are not looking for compromise or reconciliation. They are right, and you and everyone else are wrong.

    At least that’s how it seems to me sometimes when I get blasted by someone out of the internet ether.

    For example, I recently sent out my usual monthly newsletter, and I always get some lovely replies from the dolphins on my list. I enjoy hearing from my readers! But every now and then, an Angry Tuna strikes. Shudder. I’m just never very prepared for an out-of-the-blue message like this last one that said, “STOP CONTACTING ME!!!!!!” There actually were more exclamation points, but you get the idea.

    I usually just delete these people from my list with no response except “Done.” But this time, it just made me mad. Really, why would I want to keep contacting somebody who didn’t want to be contacted? What could I possibly get out of it? Like if I bothered her enough she’d somehow magically transform into a raving fan of mine? As if.

    So I wrote back, “OKAY!!! You could have unsubscribed yourself at any time – the ‘manage your subscription button’ is at the bottom of the email. If you learn how to do these things you will save yourself a lot of aggravation. I took care of it for you.”

    Okay, it was a little snarky on my part. I wanted to be right and have the last word, too.

    She wrote back instantly, “How dare you! This is not the first or second time I have unsubscribed and in addition ASKED TO BE REMOVED! Your emails are a nuisance. How dare you act as if you’re doing me a favour! No wonder you have to bombard strangers with emails! Bizarre.”

    Whoa! Fire flooded my veins and I was ready to blast her back (never make the redhead mad). Then I caught myself. I backed up and calmed down, remembering you can’t out-anger an Angry Tuna. I also recalled that, like Terry the Terror Temp, I didn’t know anything about this woman, what she was up to, if she had real problems and need to vent, if she was working hard to solve an issue in her life, or just got one too many spam emails that day. Perhaps she was struggling in her business, losing her job, her husband, her kids, her home…

    So I let it go. I hadn’t returned kindness for anger that day, like Saint Chellie would have. I’d like to be the kind of person who does that. I hope I do better the next time.  Or at least just respond, “Done.”

    I resolve to keep in the forefront of my mind all the kind words and encouragement I get every day from my Dolphins, instead of obsessing over the rare nasty one that only comes once in a blue moon.

    Do you ever feel this way? How do you respond to these things?