The Registry
I had breakfast with a couple friends yesterday (my former room mate and her boyfriend). She is one of my bridesmaids and she expressed that she wants to go with me when I register for wedding gifts so she can run around and use the laser gun thing to scan the desired items. Unfortunately I already registered somewhere online. Her excitement over the registry ritual was so authentic, however, that I felt bad about not experiencing it with her. So, later in the day, while walking along NW 23rd, I spontaneously suggested that we go to the Pottery Barn and create a registry. She was quite happy at that suggestion and we spent a couple hours perusing and inspecting the nice, and pricey, items.
Why I bring this up is that my friends boyfriend brought something to my attention in the middle of one of the beautiful bedroom models. I picked up a lovely, red leather jewelry box and expressed my adoration for it. My friend immediately prepared to scan it and as I flipped it over to find the bar code I gasped at the hundred dollar price tag. I flipped the box back over and started to put it away but she wouldn't let me. That is when her boyfriend pointed out that I continually put a limit on my worth. That there are people out there that want to give me nice gifts, and from somewhere like the Pottery Barn, not, say, Target (not that there's a problem with Target, that's the other place I registered).
My argument was that if someone was going to spend a hundred dollars on a gift for me, then I would rather have something that I could really use or admire, not a jewelry box. My fifteen dollar one from Walmart works just fine. His response was that I need to stop cutting myself off from receiving what I want, not what I think I'm worth.
He is absolutely right. I find some thing that I like or want (not just material things) and I find reasons why I'm not worthy. I treat myself like, "who am I to receive something so nice?". You have to tell the universe what you want, and you have to act like you already have it (and deserve it). So, I scanned that jewelry box (though I later switched it for a smaller, more beautiful one with Mother of Pearl accents)...and I scanned a lot of other things that I normally wouldn't have allowed myself to. My friends had to keep pushing me but I really tried to open myself up to abundance and believe that, should anyone really get me these items, that I am worth it...that Neil and I's marriage and life together is worth it.
Geez, who knew that such a material act could bring such awareness to higher work? The universe works in unexpected ways!
Love,
Aislinn
Why I bring this up is that my friends boyfriend brought something to my attention in the middle of one of the beautiful bedroom models. I picked up a lovely, red leather jewelry box and expressed my adoration for it. My friend immediately prepared to scan it and as I flipped it over to find the bar code I gasped at the hundred dollar price tag. I flipped the box back over and started to put it away but she wouldn't let me. That is when her boyfriend pointed out that I continually put a limit on my worth. That there are people out there that want to give me nice gifts, and from somewhere like the Pottery Barn, not, say, Target (not that there's a problem with Target, that's the other place I registered).
My argument was that if someone was going to spend a hundred dollars on a gift for me, then I would rather have something that I could really use or admire, not a jewelry box. My fifteen dollar one from Walmart works just fine. His response was that I need to stop cutting myself off from receiving what I want, not what I think I'm worth.
He is absolutely right. I find some thing that I like or want (not just material things) and I find reasons why I'm not worthy. I treat myself like, "who am I to receive something so nice?". You have to tell the universe what you want, and you have to act like you already have it (and deserve it). So, I scanned that jewelry box (though I later switched it for a smaller, more beautiful one with Mother of Pearl accents)...and I scanned a lot of other things that I normally wouldn't have allowed myself to. My friends had to keep pushing me but I really tried to open myself up to abundance and believe that, should anyone really get me these items, that I am worth it...that Neil and I's marriage and life together is worth it.
Geez, who knew that such a material act could bring such awareness to higher work? The universe works in unexpected ways!
Love,
Aislinn
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