All it takes is a shift of focus. Or new glasses.

Its tax season and like every year I have waited until the last moment to prepare my taxes. So yesterday I was sitting at my desk, cranking it out late at night, in order to still make the fiscal deadline. Nothing like a little adrenaline rush.  

 

With each data entry into my computer, I heard little voices. You know, those voices in your head, representing your old money beliefs? Or those of your parents, that you unwillingly have taken on as well? YOU didn't believe money was dirty, until your mom told you to go wash your hands, right?