How I Tripled My Income with the Law of Assumption

This post serves as a part two to a story I told recently called How I Manifested a House Despite the Circumstances. I’d recommend reading through it, as it’s an equally awesome demonstration of the power of manifesting something very specific.

This post is about how I manifested a huge increase in income by addressing my inner relationship with money, and how the outer world shifted to give me the ideal outcome in every area. My hope is that this manifesting money success story will also demonstrate how willing the physical world is willing to shift, bend, and twist to give you exactly what it is you’re manifesting.

About a year ago, I found myself living in a house I manifested with my partner and two friends. Things went well like that for some time, but it was gradually becoming clear that living with multiple people just wasn’t enjoyable for me. I was starting to get frustrated with the compromises needed when cohabitating with others, and I could sense they were growing to feel the same.

See, I’d manifested living with people because my beliefs at the time were that I wouldn’t be able to afford a house between just my partner and myself. At the time it was so much easier to think that my friends would move in than it was to think I would suddenly be making enough money to pay for the whole house.

Meanwhile, my relationship with the partner I was with at the time was becoming more and more sour. He’d financially abused me before, and I couldn’t help but resent him for it despite what the law tells us about taking responsibility of our circumstances.

I talk a little more about this concept in the post, Can You Accidentally Manifest Something?

When I finally called it quits with my partner, an image started to play in the back of my mind of me living happily and comfortably by myself, with all the freedom that came with it.

I’ll Be Honest, It Was Rough

Change can be really difficult. I think the few months after breaking up with my partner was one of the hardest times mentally for me I’ve experienced in a long time. I knew it was the right thing to do, but it was uncomfortable and scary and difficult.

In hindsight, it was like the caterpillar reduced to ooze and waiting to emerge as a butterfly. My life was ooze.

My partner moved in to the extra bedroom, and we discussed that there wasn’t an immediate rush to him moving out, but it would be expected eventually. I started sleeping alone most nights and was hesitant to date new people in the meantime because the idea of bringing a prospective partner to the house where my ex still lived was incredibly awkward. There was a lot of loneliness during this transition period.

Meanwhile, my job informed me that they were making cuts, and I was going to be laid off in two months so I should start looking for a new job.

Things just seemed really bleak. There were definitely times I felt like wallowing in my loneliness and self-pity. Keeping the faith in a good outcome was incredibly difficult at times. But I kept that idea of myself in the back of my mind, happy, strong and secure. Living by myself and thriving.

I finally asked myself what my dream job would be.

There was a career I’d identified with for a long time, despite not being active in it. For privacy I’m choosing to be vague, but there was a skillset I had that could really help my community, but I’d never believed in myself enough to make it happen.

When it clicked that it was limiting beliefs about my worth that was holding me back, I knew what I had to do in order to achieve the vision of my dream life.

I started reframing my beliefs about my worth and the worth of the service I could provide, and I started reframing my beliefs about my relationship with money.

My Relationship With Money

I realized that, growing up, my mother would always remind me of how expensive it was to raise me, and rarely bought me toys or things I wanted “just because.” My dad had a great job and we always had more than enough money, but my mom was fond of buying just-for-fun things for herself, not for me.

I didn’t realize how much that impacted my inner relationship with money.

Not coincidentally, despite coming from decent money, in adulthood I had always been poor. I was always either unemployed or scraping by on about $20,000 per year, which in my area is below the poverty line.

I always had a revolving debt and a few thousand dollars owed on my credit cards.

As I also mentioned, I was financially abused by my now-ex partner; when I tried to recover from debt or start a savings or manifest money, he essentially twisted my arm into supporting him rather than going 50/50 as we agreed upon when we moved in together, and all of the money would disappear again.

To sum it up, all the symptoms were there: my inner relationship with money was hugely in turmoil.

I’d already done the first step and cut the toxic partner out of my life as much as possible, and moved somewhere where I paid less rent than I did at my apartment. But I needed to heal the inside that caused all those problems.

I started doing affirmations around money, treating it like a conscious being.

Money is my friend. Money is always there for me. Money is obsessed with me. Money comes in easy and effortlessly. There is always enough money and I’m always taken care of.

I did this constantly, while also working on harnessing the feeling of financial comfort. Even with only a few weeks before my job was terminated and money dried up, I was affirming and holding on to the feeling of wealth and comfort.

All the while, I worked on setting up a business that would let me provide a service with the skillset I had to offer. It was incredibly scary, but each time I logged in to work on my website or went about doing research, I imagined that in no time at all I’d be raking in boatloads of money by providing a sought-after service.

My Relationship With Professional Worth

But that was another area I needed to address within myself. After a couple traumatic jobs in my younger years, I was convinced that my professional worth just wasn’t strong enough. I constantly gaslit myself about what my skills were worth, and what I was worth as the provider of those services.

A part of me knew that I was very, very good at the skillset I had, and that it was a skillset that would always be needed.

But part of me just wasn’t confident.

So I went about affirmations relating to self-worth and being desired professionally.

Clients are everywhere. Clients fall out of the sky. My clients love me. I am worthy and I am wanted. I help people every day.

While I did my affirmations, I also immediately started embodying the person who made money doing what I loved. I held my chin higher, and started helping my friends with the service I was going to provide, free of charge. I started social media and took pictures of me working to put on my website.

While I worked for my friends for free, I did the math of what I would have charged for the service, and imagined that amount deposited in my account. I visualized hundreds and thousands of dollars with each friend I helped entirely for free.

It was like roleplaying and time travel all in one.

The Moment of Truth

In the final weeks leading up to losing my original source of income, my roommates started indicating they were going to be moving out. I can’t describe the anxiety I had hearing that in the midst of trying to fix my relationship with money.

Against the worrying, I told myself that this was happening for me, and not against me. I kept imagining making plenty of money and living happily in my house by myself.

Finally, my job was terminated, and my fate was in the hands of the new business I’d built over a few short weeks. I spent all my time marketing. If I wasn’t giving free service to my friends to get reviews, I was online running ads and posting fliers and handing out business cards.

Yes, a part of me was terrified about not having enough money for even the first month. But I kept trusting that I was always taken care of, and my first paying client would be sent at just the right time.

One evening, I posted a picture of me working for free for one of my friends on facebook. A facebook friend reached out to me and asked if I had availability for someone in an organization she managed. She connected us, I spoke with them briefly, and by the end of that evening there was an extra $1500 in my bank account.

From one client, I’d made what was sometimes a whole month’s pay at my last job. And better yet, I at least had my first month’s rent.

From there things just got better. After getting my first client through a facebook connection, my website and ads started bringing in more and more people. I had consultations all the time, and in the following quarter I made what was usually a full year of income for me. And my clients were consistently pleased with my service and what I delivered.

My roommates moved out a few weeks later, and I started living in the house I manifested, independently.

Yes, there are slow months, and my business is still growing. I still have to run ads sometimes, I’m still getting my name out there, and every once in a while I worry. But money keeps coming in, and I always have that same faith, that things are only getting better and I am only growing from here.