the lost money clip

A few months ago, I decided to purchase a money clip and carry a little bit of cash on me; I rarely carried cash, but after listening to a Bob Proctor talk, I changed my mind. In the talk, Proctor shared how he always carried cash on him to signal to the Universe that he was open to receiving and a good steward of money.

You might think that sounds silly, but the signal of carrying cash is aligned with Proctor’s teachings about the Universe, the law of attraction, the flow of money, and several other topics. It’s one of those things that might be hard to prove that it is true, but it’s also hard to prove that it’s NOT true.

Since the money clip was going to be a signal for me, I decided to buy a nice one that I would one day pass on to one of the boys or maybe even grandchildren. The money clip would not only signal to the Universe that I was a good steward of money, but it would also help pass the knowledge to other generations and carry the message for them as well. There are money clips on Amazon for a few dollars, but I opted to get one from Tiffany’s (my first purchase for my Self from a jeweler like Tiffany’s) and had it engraved with “888”, which represents abundance, positive flow, financial prosperity, and good rewards are coming; the triple 8’s would serve as a reminder to me that the signal alone is not enough, but that my thoughts and beliefs had to match what I was showing the Universe.

Since it arrived, I’ve carried the money clip with me every day, no matter where I go or how short the trip.

Yesterday afternoon, my money clip disappeared.

We spent the morning at the gym for Roman’s basketball games, and when we got home we worked on finishing up the boys’ bedroom updates that we’ve been working on over the last couple of weeks.

While putting together Roman’s old bunk bed in Silas’s room, I reached into my pockets to take my wallet and money clip out, only to find the wallet. The money clip was not to be found on me, around the house in my normal storing spots, and I didn’t see it anywhere in Silas’s room, where I had been most of the afternoon.

It had to have fallen out of my pocket while at the gym, although I couldn’t think when or even how that could have happened. We looked up the number to call but saw that calls weren’t answered until Monday morning, and we didn’t have time to run over to see if anyone had turned it in by someone. As optimistic as I am, I didn’t have a lot of hope that it would have been turned into lost and found–basketballs left unattended find new owners quickly at gyms, so a money clip with a couple hundred dollars was going to be someone’s lucky day.

While tracing my steps to think where the money clip could be, I surprisingly never felt that gut punch feeling that I would have felt in the past.

Sure, I was bummed to lose the money, although the money was more symbolic, and I never intended actually to spend it, and I was disappointed to lose the money clip that I wanted to be a family heirloom at some point, but I was pretty detached to the materialistic value of the money clip and money in it.

This detachment showed me the personal growth I’ve experienced in the last couple of years; the old me would have been sick to my stomach, mad about the material “value” that was lost, and been replaying my steps over and over, trying to figure out when it dropped out of my pocket–all pretty normal reactions.

But now, I was at peace that I had lost it and hoped that it would end up in the hands of someone who could benefit from it. Maybe the purpose of the money clip was to show the Universe that I was a good steward of money by shifting my mindset around money higher, despite losing it in what could only be a prank by the Universe and then finding its way into the hands of someone else who needed a little financial help from the Universe.

I didn’t think much afterward about the money clip–I enjoyed Leo’s soccer game, saw him score a beautiful goal, and enjoyed dinner with the family on the way home from the game.

As I was getting ready to go to bed, Leo came running into my room with the money clip in hand. He had been lying in the bottom bunk of Silas’s bed and rolled over onto something that poked him into the side–the money clip. Somehow, when I searched, I missed it in the covers–it had to have fallen out as I was lying down and moving around, trying to maneuver the top bunk onto the bottom.

Surprisingly, just as I didn’t feel the gut punch when I realized the money clip was gone, I didn’t have an overwhelming feeling of relief when he handed it to me. Don’t get me wrong; I was glad to have it back and excited to know that the family heirloom could still be, but the detachment I felt earlier remained, which I believe to be a good thing.

A lesson was learned, and thankfully, the money clip returned to continue to act as my signal to the Universe.

Registration for the Keep Pursuing webinar series

Just a reminder that today the registration for May 22nd's kickoff to the Keep Pursuing webinar series goes live for everyone on social media. You can use this link to register to join Samantha Russell and me as we have a podcast/fireside chat conversation with some takeaways on a Zoom webinar at 2:00 EST on the 22nd. I'll be releasing more information in the coming weeks about the rest of the series, so be sure to stay tuned in!

See you tomorrow and keep pursuing,

JC