A couple of days ago, I lost a small cash envelope with about $50 inside.

I was furious at myself for being so careless with my limited supply of cash in a foreign country during a pandemic. I double-checked my pockets, retraced my steps, and tried desperately to remember what might have happened as the little voice in my head repeated to me that this is the reason I can’t have nice things.

As a result of this initial sense of loss, I found myself trapped in a scarcity mindset loop that took a bad situation and made it worst.

Thankfully, it didn’t take me long to look at the situation from a position of #abundance . Yes, losing cash is not pleasant, but how wonderful was it that I could afford the loss? How beautiful was it that someone found a week’s worth of wages casually lying somewhere?