The Real Black Limo

Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction” 236-August 24 “Chance is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be fish.”—Ovid The Black Limo Fantasy actually came true for me once. A friend of my sister’s worked for a market research company, and was looking for women to test Dove soap. My sister, Jane, called me one afternoon to invite me down to their office for an interview, so, on a lark, I went. A friendly woman interviewed us, one by one, on videotape. A week later, I got a call from the marketing company telling me that they had selected a group of women to do a seven-day trial use … [Read more...]

The Black Limo vs. the Volkswagen

Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction” 82-March 23 “The greater danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.”—Michelangelo Annie, my artist friend, had found the Black Limo and gotten in. She was selling paintings to people, even selling a series of paintings to a company for their corporate offices. She arranged for a one-woman show of her work to be scheduled at an art gallery, and had interest from other galleries as well. She was an artist on the move! I hadn’t seen her in a few months, when I called to chat. She was in the middle of a big painting project. But not … [Read more...]

The Black Limo Fantasy

Updated insider information by Chellie Campbell, author of “The Wealthy Spirit: Daily Affirmations for Financial Stress Reduction” 13 – January 13 “Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle.”—Abraham Lincoln Annie shared her dream of being an artist. Well, she was an artist of course, but she wanted to be paid to be an artist. This is a distinction I run in to with many people. They bubble with creativity, pour their souls out onto canvas and marble and paper, then sit in the middle of their wonderful work and cry. “But how do I get recognized?” “Why isn’t the world beating a path to my door? Why doesn’t this work sell?” They remind me of the Black Limo Fantasy: When I was eight, the nation … [Read more...]