When you’ve committed to saving for a house/car/Louis Vuitton bag it’s all up to you to stay focused on your goals to keep your spending on track, right? Well, yes, but the company you keep could actually play a bigger role than you think. Jen Sincero, author of ‘You are a Badass at Making Money’, shares how your friends can help – and hinder – your efforts to reach your money goals.
They boost your energy.
Think about how you feel after you hear a particularly inspiring speaker give a talk, or hang out with a friend who’s on fire with his business and who bats brilliant ideas back and forth with you over beers on his deck or when you’re just generally having a blast doing what you love with awesome people – it’s like you could bench-press a Buick you’re so pumped up.
And think about how you feel when you’re around people who complain about what a d**k their boss is or how impossible it is to find a good babysitter or how screwed we all are because Social Security will be gone by the time we need it. It’s like they just emptied a hamper full of wet socks onto your lap. We are energetic creatures, and when you’ve made the commitment to change your life and to get rich, one of the most important things you can do is be militant about the types of energy you subject yourself to. Surround yourself with people whose energy lights you up and it will empower you to get rich.
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They strengthen your faith.
Being around confident, wealth-positive people whom you respect gives you permission to believe there is abundance available to you too. No matter how impossible a situation may seem, a super-confident person who believes in something without a doubt is a force of nature that can inspire you to reach great heights.
I used to go backpacking with these friends of mine who would take me out into the middle of nowhere in the wilderness areas of southeast Utah on a regular basis. How they knew where the hell they were going and how to get us back was an utter mystery to me. We’d set off through a canyon, walk out onto a huge expanse of sand, climb over endless boulders, hike up a river, pick our way through a wash, and then five days later, boink, we’d pop out right where the car was parked.