Yesterday I’d spent the morning getting my quarterly tax documents ready for my accountant.  While I was making photocopies on my all in one printer – you know how fast those are – I’d pop in to Facebook and update my status, telling my buddies what I was doing.  “I’m almost through the quarterly paperwork for my tax chick. Dang, I send the IRS a bunch of $$. I guess that’s a good thing though. Like it keeps me outa jail and stuff.”  I know if I’m paying taxes, that means I’m making money. I know taxes are a good thing.  I figure it’s like their tip for letting me eat. A friend wrote that it was more like the advanced version of the playground bully shaking the other kids down for lunch money. I laughed “Yes, we pay and they let us live.”  I got the usual comments about how the IRS and the government are doing all sorts of shady stuff, but I’m glad to pay taxes in a country that lets me live in freedom. 

I just figure it is what it is, and I continue on my happy life not worrying about it. I find as I do that, it’s not all that hard to make enough to satisfy Uncle Sam and me, too. I refuse to give them power over my thoughts. I AM my own vortex and I attract my own experience.

I attract my own experience with the Internal Revenue Service? Does that mean I can make them charge me less taxes?  No, that’s not how it works.  What it means is that I simply realize they are not doing anything to me.  They simply exist for their own purpose.  I don’t need to know what that purpose is and I don’t need to worry about how that purpose is going to affect me.  There are other people who feel compelled to tackle the job of lobbying for change, let them have at it.  All I have to do is stay focused on doing the work in front of me, making sure I enjoy the work and enjoy the people in front of me, and go about having an otherwise happy life.

As I do that, I vibrate in a place where the Universe delivers to me more to enjoy – since the Universe is always delivering to me more of what I spend my time thinking about.  The friends who read the conspiracy theorists are always looking for problems and always worried and living in fear of what if? what if?  That’s pretty exhausting.  I’m not saying those things aren’t really happening, I’m saying so what?

It’s like when people talk about “avoiding probate.”  Why avoid probate?  It’s no big deal, it’s some paperwork.  Sure, it’s easier to plan ahead and not have to go that route, but if you don’t, it’s no big deal.  When it’s something unknown, it looms larger than it needs to.  When you know what’s involved, it’s no big deal.  You just need to get informed and demystify the experience.

Like when my water pump motor was leaking and I searched online how to replace a water pump motor so I would know how it all fit together with the expansion tank.  When I knew that, I would understand what the service tech would be telling me and selling me.  Reading about it demystified the experience for me, and I felt empowered during the process.  I understood how it was done.  I called someone qualified to do it.  I attracted a qualified, affordable technician and it was over in an hour.

So you demystify the experience with the IRS when you realize they are not out to shake you down and you don’t need to worry about how much it is going to cost you.  You just figure it is what it is.  You adjust your lifestyle so that you can earn what you need to earn and pay everything you need to pay.  You don’t worry about it and you don’t discuss it with people who worry about it.  You don’t spend time reading about it and you don’t spend time wanting it to be any other way.

I find that as I do that, it’s not all that hard to make enough dollars to satisfy Uncle Sam and keep me and the kitties fed and living indoors. I refuse to give the IRS – or anyone – power over my thoughts. I know that I AM my own vortex and that I attract my own experience.

So far, so good.

🙂