At that time, the men and women (yes, there were a few) I most admired were older Vietnam Vets, getting ready to retire after 20 years of service. They were themselves lowly Privates and Corporals during that previous engagement in southeast Asia, and were now Sergeant First Class’, First Sergeants’, and Sergeant Majors. Some had been such troublemakers that they would get rank (be promoted) only to slide down the ladder (get demoted) for hitting officers, DUI’s, or plain disrespect to their “superiors”. During BCT and the later Advanced Training (AIT) I received, I savored every story and tidbit of knowledge they would share with me, privately and in group settings. Smoking joints on the back of M60 tanks, Dropping science (ingesting LSD) and going out on patrols, surfing on Mui Ne Beach at night to avoid enemy fire… these men and women were rebels in fatigues. They knew the game, how it was played, and how to teach and instruct others in the game. The game was, how to be a soldier without losing your sense of self and getting caught up in the “protocol” and “official-ness” of actually being a soldier. Many of these warriors savored a chance to end their career on a high-note, by fighting once again.

During my AIT in Ft. Huachuca, AZ I learned more from them then the stale classes I was required to take and pass to be qualified and certified to do the position I had enlisted for. I would often tease and taunt others for not “getting” the simplicity of what they were learning. Of course, this would often lead to physical fights which would then lead to me standing before my Company Commander (a commissioned officer, usually called CO, short for commanding officer) at attention (a standing position where your knees are locked and hands rigid at your side), explaining why I did what I did. I was always accompanied by a senior Non-Commissioned Officer (NCO) of the Company, Sergeant First Class Hayes. He was an imposing 6′3, about 280 pounds of muscle, 40-ish, black man with a 1st of the 6th Combat Patch from Vietnam on his right shoulder. He would stand behind me and speak to the CO on my behalf usually after I would break protocol by sticking my foot in my mouth and saying something smarmy.

The first two times this happened he would assure the CO it would not happen again. Outside the office he would put his hand on my shoulder, spin me around, slap me on my bald head (when NCO’s were still “allowed” to), bend down to get nose to nose with me- close enough that I could smell his rancid, kimchi-laden breath- and scream, loud enough for the CO behind the closed door to hear and close enough to cover my face with droplets of spit, “What the F**K were you thinking, who the F**K do you think you are Private Henry, I don’t like your F*****G face but you’re making me be in it, get your F*****G battle dress on cause I’m gonna work that A**!”

For those that don’t know, battle dress is the full compliment of gear worn into battle- your rucksack, your NBC (nuclear, biological and chemical) mask, your M60 (full auto machine gun if you were dumb or unlucky enough to “volunteer” to carry it instead of the much lighter M16A2), two full canteens of water, various first aid pouches and ammunition clips, etc… about 40 – 50 pounds of equipment.   SFC Hayes would stand in the cool shade of the building, just outside the window of the CO while I was on a concrete pad in the brutal Arizona heat- screaming various things for me to do… 100 front leaning rests (push-ups), 100 flutter kicks, 100 counts of jogging in place while hoisting my M60 up and down above my head. At times, and probably for the benefit of curious onlookers, he would lazily walk around me to scream obscenities and detail what a royal pain in the A** I was. Usually, after about 90 minutes of this, the CO would open his window, call SFC Hayes over, and I’d then hear “Henry- get your sorry A** over here”. He’d ask if I was going to screw up again, and of course, to get out of the heat and physically exerting exercises, I’d scream “No Sergeant”. I’d be dismissed to my barracks to clean up and return to the training class.

What I would later discover was that SFC Hayes punishment saved me from various Article 15’s and other “official forms of administrative actions”.  It was all show for the CO, something he could notate in a file to show his superiors, if the occassion ever arose.   SFC Hayes would insert himself between me and the CO, telling the CO that he would take care of me.  And he did.

The third time this happened I was expecting more of the same. However, the person I beat down, Sergeant McIntyre, a “retread”, (someone reclassifying from one specialty to another) receiving training in my class, made a *big* issue of it. Sure, he was embarrassed at having received an a** whipping from a lowly private, but more importantly, it became an issue of disrespect. To me, SGT McIntyre was just wrong in how he addressed a fellow female soldier in my class…

This time, SFC Hayes didn’t spin me around, didn’t lead me outside to mete his special form of “punishment”. Instead, we went to the local pub, conveniently behind Riley Barracks. You could buy alcohol, on post, as an 18 year old- It was allowed to prevent the young soldiers from going off post and then driving drunk. I was more scared of what was going to happen then I ever had been before.

SFC Hayes bought us a pitcher of MGD. He broke out his Newports. Took off his brown round (a distinctive drill Sergeant hat) and BDU top, then sat in silence while he stared at me and finished his first plastic cup of MGD. When he spoke, it was a lowered and hushed tone, a tone that was very private and for me alone to hear.  He explained that he was for now, not SFC Hayes, but a person, talking to me one on one.  He told me he was going to talk and he would appreciate it if I just shut up and listened. He began by saying he liked me. That he saw a lot of the younger version of himself in me, that he liked the fact I had balls big enough to put other people in their place when they got out of line. That his cadre of NCO’s got a kick out of my antics in the classroom and out, but they couldn’t share that with me as I was still in training and not yet “officially” a soldier. He confided in me that even the CO told him that he saw a lot of potential in me, if my rough edges could be taken care of. The CO and SFC Hayes saw nothing wrong in what I did as Sergeant McIntrye deserved an a** beating for berating a female soldier, PVT Brown- it was not his place as a Trainee, to do so. However, Sergeant McIntyre went above the CO’s head and complained directly to the Battalion Commander. Doing physical exercises outside of that Commander’s window was out of the question as that Commander wanted to make an example of me. “We’re going to war, and you’re a loose cannon Henry- he wants to make an example of you by kicking you out with a dishonorable discharge.”

While I really didn’t care one way or another, SFC Hayes did. In the end I did what the CO and SFC Hayes suggested, I personally apologized to SGT McIntyre in front of my training class. SFC Hayes confronted SGT McIntyre on my behalf and made it clear that if he pursued any type of action against me, SFC Hayes would escort PVT Brown to the local EEO (equal employment opportunity) office and lodge a sexual harassment complaint against SGT McIntyre, effectively ending his career. Things worked out pleasantly.

SFC Hayes and I talked for about three hours and seven or eight pitchers of MGD that day. My Army training took on a different caliber. He told me some of his most memorable Vietnam stories and how he survived as a black man in a predominantly white post-Vietnam Army. I had never known that SFC Hayes had actually obtained the rank of Sergeant Major (E-9) before sliding down the ladder to an E-7 after he lost his temper at a foolish white Second Lieutenant who made the mistake of calling him “Boy”.

Sometimes the Universe puts someone in front of you that is willing to share knowledge with you and teach you something about Life.  SFC Hayes brought me to a realization, now almost a metaphysical reality to many in this age of Law of Attraction. He told me that in the Army, what you are, what rank you are, what position you hold, just doesn’t matter one damn bit. If you’re an E-4 and want to become a Sergeant (E-5), then act like one. If you’re an E-5, then act like an E-6. He put a spin on it, and told me whether I’m in the Army or not “What Is, Right Here and Right Now” does not matter except to those caught up in that game. If you play your own game, and can project your version of “What Is” onto the “What Is” of the real world, then your version will always win out. No exceptions.

If you get caught up in the “What Is” of right now, then you may never be in a state of mind to project your version of “What Is” onto your Life. “What Is”, is merely indicative of what’s already been created. It’s like trying to drive down a straight road while looking in your rear view mirror to see if you’re still between the white lines. It “works”, but what happens when you try to steer around a curve?

Wouldn’t you really rather create your OWN “What Is”? You can. Many people have. Many people are. Would you rather focus on the fact that you are not wealthy/healthy/loved, or would you rather focus on the fact that in your mind you are wealthy/healthy/loved, etc…?

If you’re not a millionaire or wealthy enough to not have to work, then find out what the attributes of millionaires are and begin incorporating them into your own life.

If you’re not loved, then find out what makes people be loved, then start acting like that.

You don’t have to be or have something to act like you have or are someone.  That’s the trick SFC Hayes taught me long before the Law of Attraction and The Secret re-worded it.

SFC Hayes became an E-9 (again). I kept track of him and was proud to see his name on the promotion list in the Army Times. He retired and lived in Sierra Vista, the small town close to Ft. Huachuca, AZ. I visited him several times while in college and we’d go to the local biker bar, the Sorry Gulch Saloon, to share a few beers (on my dime of course) and stories. He was a great source of advice and inspiration. He’s since passed, but his wisdom is worth sharing.

Keep on Keeping on and creating all the while,

Big Hugs,

J.Henry

This has to be one of the easiest money modalities anyone can do!

It can be done everytime you use your cash or checks.  The only difficult part of it is, is that you’ll have to remember to do it.  Once you’re in the habit of it, you’ll find yourself doing it every time.

What we give out to our environment, we’ll attract.  What we offer, will be vibrationally matched.  This is the essence of the Law of Attraction.  We’ve all heard the sayings about Karma coming back to us 3 times, or 7… or 11.  We probably all remember this gem from the Bible; you’ll reap what you sow.

This simple modality is the easiest way to shift your mind set and energies to a state of allowing and accepting what you’d really like to manifest in your life.

Bless your Money.

Anytime you’re about to hand someone cash… buying something, loaning it to someone, donating it to a worthy cause, tipping a server at a restaurant, the kids allowance…  Bless it, first.  You need not say anything at all, or even let on to the other person that you’re blessing it.  This modality is for and you alone.

For me, I’ve found that the easiest way to do this is by visualizations.  I imagine a small sphere of white light, like the size of a cue ball, and contained within are all my blessings and prayers.  Usually, I try to see the other person before me, about to receive my cash, and quickly think, what is living life to their full potential mean, to them?  I visualize a simple stream of white light from my heart into that cue ball of prayers and blessings and let it surround the money I’m about to hand over, grateful and thankful that my small prayer may  help them towards whatever it is they are seeking.

The last few years I’ve never had more money flow into my life.  This modality helped, but there were others I used as well.  However, this is one of my favorites because it can be done as often as you deal in cash or checks.

However you choose to Bless your Money will be perfect, for you. Just remember to do so when the time comes.

What are we really doing?  We’re creating a vibration that will, and always will be, matched by the Universe.  Because we are sending out blessings, we are also receiving blessings. 3 times over.  7 times over.  11 times over… whatever you want to believe.   The simple act of Blessing your Money is really an energy exchange.  You’re infusing and embedding your cash, something that has become part of your vibrational energy, with blessings and prayers.  Regardless of your current emotional state at the time of doing this, it remains an act of love to bless and pray for someone else- maybe someone you’ve never seen or met before.  Your action, is then, love based.  Because you have allowed love to act through you, you create a vibration that will attract more love to you.

Wait- this is about Money, right?  How’d this simple modality turn all new-agey? It works or it doesn’t, right?

Because you’ve infused your Blessings and Prayers into the money you’re handing someone, and money is the physical medium with which you are allowing your Energy visualizations to manifest through, then you are allowing those same Blessings to be returned to you in that same medium.

Cash and Checks worked for me while I was living overseas, but this modality can be applied to any concept of “Money”.   Credit Cards, Paypal, you name it.  While the latter may prevent you from dealing with someone in person, or conduct business personally, you can still visualize the person, or even company, and perform the modality.

Play around with it.  See how easy it is.  Then, see how easily it’s shifting your perceptions about money, and wealth.  It may even assist you in being picky about who you give your money to, whom and what you choose to bless and send your Energy to.

Still don’t think it will work for you?  Then try this, instead:  Do the modality, and directly afterward make a strong intention… “I intend to be blessed with money in the next 24 hours”, or whatever intention is best for you.  Who knows, maybe you’ll get a sign or an answer, a response… you’ll find a $10 bill in a parking lot; you’ll get an unexpected check in the mail; anything’s possible.

If you try.

Intend Big!

J.Henry

If you like this modality, you should take it further. The following link will help you develop the mental attitude needed to really develop the modality you just read about:
Attract Money In Abundance Subliminal

A Money Modality for you to use if you feel that you’re not getting enough of it.

Money isn’t flowing to you? How much crap is in your wallet or purse? Receipts you’ve meant to file or log into your finance tracker, lotto tickets you’ve been holding on to, 15 credit cards and other plastic membership or insurance cards… you know the story. Sometimes where we put our money is a mess. Even if you don’t carry cash, your credit cards represent the cash you would have spent if you did have it.  So why the mess? Why the clutter? Things are getting trapped in your wallet, but it’s not money!

Cleanse that energy. Defatten your wallet or purse.

Remove ALL non-essential items.

Line up your bills so they all face the same way. Have the largest denominations on the bottom of the heap, and the smallest ones on the inside.  Take care in folding them, as if they were the blanket of a baby you are holding in your hand.

Now, get a $100.00 bill and put it in a place in your wallet, away from the other money. Refrain from spending this money unless you *really* must. Anytime you see something you want, tell yourself “I could buy that right now, if I CHOOSE to, because I have this $100.00 bill”, but refrain from the purchase. You are creating the energy of ALWAYS being able to buy whatever you want! When money flows to you, as it will, repeat this process, put five $100.00 bills in your wallet. And the next time, put ten $100.00 bills in your wallet.  Sure, $100.00 does’nt buy a lot, but if you vibrationally spend that $100.00 ten times in one day, you’ve just vibrationally spent $1000.00.

Thin down that wallet or purse so the Universe can fill it!  Try this for at least 30 days to establish this habit into your life.  Make a conscious effort to do a daily cleansing of your wallet or your purse.  Thin down your wallet while visualizing a two inch stack of $100’s so thick, you couldn’t possibly fit it all in!  Start paying attention to the money you do have- fell a sense of joy when you pay your bills because you have the money to do so….

I know you can do this.

Big hugs,

J.Henry