Money = Freedom?

Lately, I've been flat broke. I don't know of a better way to put it.

With all of the changes in my life over the past five months, such as quitting my very cushy, but highly stressful job, traveling like crazy, and not working for a month straight, I knew these days would come.

I just didn't realize how difficult this readjustment period would be.... living from paycheck to paycheck again, not going out as much, having to limit the sort of activities in which I can participate, and most of all letting go of control.

Since my money is at such a low point, I have been getting frustrated because I feel like I'm losing my freedom.

Freedom to go out to eat with the girls.
Freedom to buy those new sneakers (I'm totally addicted to sneakers if you didn't know).
Freedom to even buy all of the organics I've grow so accustomed.

My challenge now is to find the strength to realize that without the comfort of money, life will continue; it will simply be different. Although I will not necessarily have the 'freedom' to spend as I once did, a new freedom of imagination is being unlocked.

Forcing me to be creative with my time and space, I am realizing that money does not control me or my freedom.

Much love,
Jess