How I Won the Lottery…Without Winning the Lottery (A Law of Attraction Success Story)
A LONG TIME AGO, IN A REALITY FAR, FAR AWAY…
Five years ago, I couldn’t see a lot of light at the end of my proverbial tunnel. I’d just spent the previous nine-plus years working at dead-end, customer service call center jobs, earning far less than what I felt I deserved, despite having a degree in marketing. On top of that (and perhaps because of it), I was also 30 years old, sleeping on my retired father’s couch, and living paycheck to paycheck, with over ten thousand dollars in credit card debt hanging over my head.
Back then, in February of 2014, I didn’t know what I know now, and like many of the people who I hope will stumble upon this blog, I believed that my thoughts were these harmless, wispy little “nothings” that came floating out of my head and then went floating off into space, never to be seen or heard from again.
As a result of that way of thinking, my belief was (and had been, since as far back as I can remember) that I was a victim of circumstances—like some kind of lifeless log drifting down a river, destined to be bandied about randomly, before eventually finding myself deposited upon whichever river bank Mother Nature saw fit to saddle me with.
[Disclosure: The following content includes links to products and/or services on Amazon.com. If you make a purchase through these links, we will receive a commission from Amazon.com, which will support Manifestation Machine and help keep our content free. You will not incur any additional charges in exchange for your support.]
This was in spite of the fact that I’d read, over the course of the previous decade, a dozen or more books on the topic of personal growth and development, from Tony Robbins‘s Awaken the Giant Within to Robert White‘s Living an Extraordinary Life and everything in between.
(Speaking of which, if you haven’t checked out my list of The 15 Best Law of Attractions Books for Manifesting, you owe it to yourself to do so today!)
You see, despite me having read all those books, and despite the ideas proposed in them making a lot of logical sense, for whatever reason, the information they contained just never “hit” me like I expected it to. As a result, like many people who’ve attended Tony-Robbins-like seminars, who’ve felt extremely excited and ready to conquer the world as they’ve left such events, only to wake up a couple weeks later feeling like nothing in their lives had changed, I came away from the books feeling like they were wastes of both my time and my money.
Little did I know that everything was about to change for me, however, on one very eventful day in February of 2014, when I stumbled across a video online, seemingly by chance, which was recommended to me by YouTube, based upon my proclivity for presentations by the likes of Les Brown and Jack Canfield (who, like Tony Robbins, I still found to be inspiring, despite my belief then that self-help seminars were, for the most part, bullshit).
THE SECRET TO MY SOON-TO-BE-SUCCESS
That video turned out to be The Secret (albeit under a different name), a 2006 documentary-style film on a Universal Law known as the Law of Attraction, put together by a lady named Rhonda Byrne who, like me, had struggled a great deal with depression and a general lack of meaning in her life as a direct result of her way of thinking, prior to her production of the film.
Overall, I felt the film was very informative and very well-produced, but I wasn’t necessarily getting any more out of it than I’d gotten out of any of the self-help books I’d read in years past—that was, until one cast member, Mike Dooley, uttered three little words that would change my life forever:
Thoughts. Become. Things.
Immediately upon hearing those words, something deep inside me “clicked,” and suddenly, every seemingly disjointed piece of information I’d ever received about improving my life, from the likes of Tony Robbins and Les Brown, made sense to me. Suddenly, I knew, contrary to what I’d believed for the first 30 years of my life, that my thoughts were not the wispy little “nothings” I’d thought they were, but rather the building blocks of my physical reality and the very fabric from which my entire life had been, was, and would always be woven.
Suddenly, I could no longer live my life believing that I was the kind of hapless, hopeless victim of circumstance most people believe they are, nor could I continue to entertain the idea that the people, places, and things in my life had appeared as a result of coincidence, luck, or random chance, because on that day—a cold, snowy day in Wisconsin, not unlike the countless others I’d experienced in years prior—I became something I never knew I could become: The conscious creator of my own reality.
To say that my life, from that moment on, would be changed forever would be the understatement of the century, because the minute I finished watching The Secret, and the minute I began to do what the film suggested and take conscious control of my thoughts, feelings, beliefs, words, and actions, everything around me began to change, in ways I’d never thought possible.
As a first step, I did something I’d never done before, which was get very clear as to what I wanted, as opposed to what I didn’t want. In doing so, I decided upon a lot of the same things that most people wouldn’t mind having, including, most notably, a fit, healthy physical body, a happy, mutually-beneficial marriage to the woman of my dreams, a paid-off house, and a million dollars in my bank account. Furthermore, I decided upon such things as what kind of lifestyle I want-ed to have (namely, one in which I would wake up every day and live life on my terms, doing what I wanted, when I want-ed, and how I wanted), what kind of career I wanted (as in, the entrepreneurial, self-employed kind, in which I’d be paid for doing what I love), and the way in which I preferred to receive my money (specifically in the form of passive income, wherever and whenever possible).
Consequently, changes began to occur in my life on what at first seemed to be a purely energetic or etheric level. But then, slowly, at first, but surely, my thoughts, which had once been thoughts of lack, loss, and limitation, but were now thoughts of health, wealth, and success, began to coalesce with a level of conviction—an emotional intensity, if you will—I’d never felt before, at which point they began to coagulate, and then condense, into cold, hard, physical reality. In other words, and just like Mike Dooley had said they would, my thoughts became things.
Now, to be clear, when I say “things,” I don’t necessarily mean just tangible, physical things, like money, cars, and clothes, but intangible things like events and opportunities as well, which I felt compelled, on an intuitional or gut level, to take full and immediate advantage of, even if I didn’t know exactly where my actions would lead me.
A COURSE IN MIRACLES, IF EVER THERE WAS ONE
What happened next was nothing short of a miracle, and I dare say that it would make a great blog post or even a book, in and of itself.
I was on an online dating site, specifically searching for women within a 50-mile radius of my house, because I really didn’t want to have to drive two hours round-trip every time I’d want to visit my girlfriend. But, for whatever reason, I wasn’t seeing a lot of women that interested me—that is, except for one very beautiful woman in particular, who, despite living more than 50 miles from me in Green Bay, Wisconsin, and who, as a result, should have never popped up in my search results, continued to show up in my searches, day after day after day.
Eventually, despite this woman living so far away from me as to make it seemingly impossible for me to date her, I decided to look into her profile and see what she had to say for herself—and much to my surprise, she and I had far more in common than I’d thought we would! Not only that, but judging from her additional pictures of herself, she was even more of my type than I’d anticipated.
Without hesitation, I contacted this woman, and the next thing I knew, after exchanging maybe two weeks of messages with each other, we had a first date scheduled at a restaurant located approximately halfway between our two homes.
Before I even met this woman in person, I had a good feeling about her (and I told her so), but I have to tell you, the minute she walked through the door for our first date, I knew she was going to be wife.
I was so sure of this, in fact, that after having only dated her for three weeks, I visited a local jewelry shop and ordered a custom engagement ring for her. And I would keep that ring hidden from her, almost right beneath her nose, until July 5th of 2014—a little less than two months after we’d met—at which point I asked her to marry me during the grand finale of the Independence Day fireworks, on the bank of the Wisconsin River in my hometown of Stevens Point, Wisconsin.
That night, that beautiful woman, who’d come blazing into my life like some kind of comet from the opposite side of the Universe, said “yes”—and the rest, as they say, is history.
She and I eloped on August 13th, 2016, and we’ve been consciously creating our reality together ever since (and, in fact, since the minute we laid eyes on other).
As an aside, and as I learned very early in our relationship, my wife had also seen The Secret, albeit years before I’d even known it existed. Accordingly, she and I have a theory that me watching it for the first time is what brought us into alignment with each other and made our relationship possible—and assuming this is true, I guess you could say we didn’t fall in love so much at first thought as we did at first thought!
TAPPING INTO AN INFINITE FLOW OF ABUNDANCE
Since meeting my wife online—and as if our meeting, in and of itself, weren’t proof enough of the power of conscious thought—my “good fortune,” as some would call it, has only continued.
Case in point: Shortly after initiating conversation with my wife for the first time, I was unceremoniously rejected for a call center position by a student loan company that had just set up shop in Stevens Point, and not because I wasn’t qualified for job, because, in fact, I’d already been offered and accepted it, but because of a mistake made by the “consumer reporting agency” hired to run a pre-employment background check on me.
What happened was that this agency had erroneously reported a non-criminal civil ordinance violation from my court records as a misdemeanor, which resulted in my would-be employer accusing me of lying to them on my job application and ultimately retracting their offer of employment to me.
Now, I know what you’re thinking—”How could you possibly consider that to be good fortune?”—but hear me out.
At first, I was shocked, especially whereas something similar had happened to me seven years earlier, at the hands of a local bank, which had turned me down for what appeared to be the exact same reason. Then I was sad, because at the time I’d believed that I really needed that job. And then I got angry, so very, very angry, because I was sick and tired of these employers taking jobs away from me that I was perfectly qualified for, and I became determined to do something about it.
Unfortunately, I had no idea where to start. I had no knowledge of the law or what my rights, if any, were, or whether they’d been violated in this type of situation. Accordingly, I did the only thing I could think of and contacted some attorneys to see what my options, if any, were, in terms of fighting back or defending myself
To make a long story short, I had to go through a couple lawyers before I finally found one who specialized in employment law cases, but while I was doing that, I discovered something about myself that I’d never known, which is that I am an extremely talented researcher.
I discovered this when, rather than wait around for attorneys to call me back, and rather than pay someone for something I could do myself, I decided to do my own research into what, if any, laws may have broken, not only by my most recent would-be employer but by the one from seven years prior.
What I discovered would shake me to my core, shock me beyond belief, and arouse in me a desire for justice, and dare I say vengeance, I’d never felt before.
AN EXTREMELY UNFAIR OPPORTUNITY ARISES
As it turned out, these employers had run afoul of a law, and not just any law, but a United States Federal Law called the Fair Credit Reporting Act, otherwise known as the FCRA.
This law had mandated, since the mid-1990’s, that any employer that sought to pull what is known as a “consumer report” on a prospective new hire for employment purposes from a third-party consumer reporting agency, like the one the student loan company pulled one on me from, is required to, prior to procuring or causing such a report to be procured, obtain written consent from the job applicant, in a form that consisted solely of a disclosure that such a report would be pulled for that specific purpose.
In the case of the student loan company, a third-party-run consumer report had been pulled on me for employment purposes, and then subsequently used to deny me employment, based on false information contained in the report, the company had had me sign paperwork to authorize the procurement of the report, which—and here is the kicker—contained a waiver of any and all of the company’s liability for pulling or using the report against me.
That waiver, ladies and gentlemen, rendered the so-called “authorization” invalid, which meant the background check run on me was illegal, which meant the company’s denial of my employment was illegal. And this, my friends, meant that the company had violated a law which, if I were to sue over it, could see the company on the hook for hundreds of thousands of even millions of dollars in statutory and punitive damages, not to mention a massive amount of attorney’s fees.
When I told my father what happened, he immediately wanted to help me, despite not being “made of money” in any way, shape, or form, and I was pleasantly surprised one day, when I arrived home from a part-time job I’d been working for the previous year or so, to find that he had left an envelope for me, which contained $5,000 in cash—just the amount I needed for a retainer for an attorney I had found in the Milwaukee area to represent me.
To make another long story short, I sued the student loan company. But after a few weeks, my attorney had already blown through my father’s $5,000, despite him having not even finished researching my case or reading all the documents I’d furnished him with yet, and he had already transitioned to a point in our relationship where he would only be paid more if, and only if, he was to win my case for me.
Being that I’d never hired an attorney before, I’d had no idea how long it could take for a lawsuit to get filed, let alone move through the court system, and so after a few months of the attorney’s representation, I began to get frustrated. Not only did I believe my attorney was dragging his feet, but I also felt, based upon some further researcher I’d done, that he was missing a huge opportunity to settle my case out-of-court, and I told him so.
A PLOT TWIST OF EPIC PROPORTIONS
As fate would have it, my case was not the first case to have brought against employers for running afoul of the Fair Credit Reporting Act—for running illegal background checks on prospective employees and/or for denying employment to the same in violation of the law—and, as a matter of fact, many job applicants who had sued their own would-be employers had settled their cases, which were filed as Class Action lawsuits, long before they ever saw the inside of a courtroom, and to the tune of—get this—millions of dollars.
Now, the job applicants who started these lawsuits did not receive all their settlement proceeds and, in fact, only received a small portion of them, typically in the amount of $15,000 or less and usually in the form of what are known as “incentive awards”—a fancy term for an award given to someone for bringing a violator of the law to justice, not only on their own behalf but on the behalf of an entire class of “similarly situated” individuals who had also had their rights violated and who occasionally would number in the thousands or even tens of thousands.
Despite the somewhat small amounts the so-called “lead plaintiffs” like me were usually awarded, I didn’t like the idea of having to wait until my case was inside a courtroom before seeking to settle, and so I advised my attorney that I wanted him to see if he could negotiate settlement with our opponent early in the process, so as save all of us involved a lot of headaches and a whole lot of time.
My attorney was receptive to this suggestion and said he’d give it his best shot. But after our conversation ended, I got to thinking…what the hell do I need an attorney for? In other words, could I not attempt to settle my case on my own? And if I were to do so, would I not be simplifying the process by cutting out the so-called “middle man” and working directly with the defendant, which would make it far more likely that I could settle and settle quickly?
At that point, I had a decision to make. I could either keep my attorney working for me and let him handle the settlement negotiations, or I could fire my attorney and handle the negotiations myself, which would necessitate me dealing directly with the defendant’s attorneys and having to read through and potentially sign settlement paperwork filled with legalese that I was painfully unfamiliar with.
Ultimately, I did what any logical, non-lawyer without a smidgen of legal experience would do, and I fired my attorney.
GOING WITH MY GUT
Maybe this was not the “smartest” thing to do, per se, and in hindsight I don’t know if I’d have even started a lawsuit to begin with, but at the time it felt like the right thing to do.
Now, it’s important to note that while all of the above was going on, I hadn’t been resting on my laurels and had instead been actively seeking out other employment, including in and around the area my then-fiancée resided in, as well as in a few other locations both north and south of me.
This is where things started to get extremely strange, and where I started to think that my thoughts about wanting to be debt-free, build wealth for myself and my soon-to-be-family, and retire well before age 70 were starting to pay off, albeit it the most roundabout and seemingly unrealistic way.
As it turned out, because of my terrible and traumatic experience with the student loan company, and because of my newfound knowledge of employment law, I found it impossible to go into any job-seeking situation from that moment on without paying very close attention to my potential employers’ paperwork and hiring processes. And as a result of this, I discovered something that both the shocked and sickened me: Nearly four out of every five employers I applied with were using paperwork that was not compliant with the Fair Credit Reporting Act.
It was at this point that I did what any intelligent person who was sick of getting screwed and desired to never have to deal with being unfairly denied employment again would do—I made copies of every single form and piece of paperwork I was made privy to or expected to sign, which would potentially result in more illegal background checks being run on me.
Now, at first, I only began engaging in this behavior as a means of protecting myself and also to ensure that I would have the evidence I needed for in the event I’d have to sue anyone else. But then another idea popped into my head, not unlike the one that inspired me to file suit against the student loan company months earlier: What if—and this was a huge “what if”—I was meant to apply to all these companies, for the sake of allowing them to run their illegal background checks on me, and for the ultimate sake of settling out of court with them all?
No, no, no, I thought—that couldn’t have been what was happening, because not only did I not have a degree in law, but I’d never do much as negotiated with a used-car salesman, let alone sent a settlement demand letter to an employer’s legal counsel!
But then serendipity struck and one by one, one company after another ran an illegal background check on me. And I’m not talking one or two companies here, I’m talking handfuls. In fact, I was offered employment by so many companies in such a short period of time, almost all of which were willfully violating the law, that there was zero chance that it was a “coincidence.”
THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS COINCIDENCE
To put my theory to the test—that all these strange occurrences were the result not of random chance but of synchronicity and a divine alignment of my thoughts with Universal Law—I decided to retract my acceptance of a couple offers of employment and then send the companies the legal evidence I had against them, along with my first, rudimentary attempts at settlement demand letters.
Now, I’m not going to lie: Those first letters of mine were not as artful as they could have been, but I thought they’d get the job done. And you know what? They did. And boy, did they ever.
Without getting into too many specifics, or naming names, because doing so would see me running afoul of the terms of my settlement agreements, I, earned over $20,000, through just three settlements, before the year 2014 was even finished, which allowed me to pay off almost every penny of my debt in one fell swoop, including all my credit card debt!
Now, some of you reading this may be thinking some rather nasty thoughts right now, like that the way in which I acquired these funds was in some way underhanded, untoward, or even illegal, but I can assure you that not only was it one-hundred percent legal, but it also both me and the employers, not to mention the court system and my file taxpayers, a lot of time, money, and trouble, and here’s why:
Most lawsuits that have any merit (and even some that have little to none) get settled before they ever see the inside of a courtroom. And even the ones that do end up inside courtrooms typically end up settling before a jury trial is ever convened. Ninety-five percent of people don’t know that—but I know this (and knew it before I sent out my first settlement demand letter), and in hindsight, this had, I’m quite sure, a lot to do with my early settlement success rate.
Furthermore, I was doing every other prospective employee of these companies and the companies themselves a favor by sending them settlement demand letters, under threat of class action lawsuits being filed, rather than doing what most people would do, which is jumping right into a lawsuit, as I’d done earlier with the student loan company, because lawsuits are expensive, can get extremely ugly (especially in the discovery phase, where opposing parties routinely attack each other with a measure of malice typically reserved for mortal enemies), and can drag on for upwards of three to five years or more, only to see everybody lose, financially and emotionally speaking, even when a judge or jury declares one party the winner.
Once you understand that, you will probably be more accepting of what happened next in my journey, which involved me, over the next 18 months, applying to, believe it or not, hundreds more companies, being hired by a very large number of them and having my rights violated by almost all of them, and settling not one, not two, but forty-nine cases against forty-nine individual violators, all without a single lawyer involved on my side or a single shot fired in a court of law.
HITTING A JACKPOT THAT WILL PROBABLY NEVER BE REPEATED
All in all, between October of 2014 and June of 2016, I earned nearly three-quarters of a million dollars through legal settlements—something that is, I believe, unheard of in the history of planet Earth, and which, to be honest, I highly doubt any non-lawyer will ever repeat.
The way I see it, my thoughts not only created the opportunities I was presented with to settle with the companies I settled with, but also provided me with the skills necessary to negotiate the settlements and see them through to the end, which always involved the signing of mutually-beneficial agreements with my opponents. As a result, I raked in six figures in a very short period of time, in what I can only describe as representative of a quantum leap I’ve made in my vibration, and not only paid off every penny of my debt, but paid off every penny of my wife’s as well.
As a direct result of the massive amount of abundance I attracted through my divinely-inspired, settlement-related activities, not only did I become one-hundred percent debt-free, just as I’d imagined I would, but I was able to do the following specifically:
- Pay off my then-fiancée’s auto loan (over $7,000)
- Pay off my auto loan (a couple thousand dollars)
- Purchase my first home, valued at $140,000, and pay it off, in full, within just five months of taking out a mortgage on it
- Buy multiple rooms’ worth of beautiful (and, in some many cases, ornate), furniture, including a four-piece bedroom set which included a king-sized bed, two living rooms’ full of couches, recliners, end tables, and coffee tables, a new refrigerator, washer, and dryer, a large freezer for my garage, and a slew of new shelving and cabinet (to the tune of tens of thousands of dollars)
- Have my website, ManifestationMachine.com, professionally designed and built (at a cost of over $10,000)
- Buy a new car for myself, to replace my old one, with cash (over $10,000)
- Purchase a home gym for in my garage (valued at several thousand dollars)
- Afford to have a rhinoplasty done to correct a previously botched surgery on my nose, which I’d broken in my younger years (at cost of over $8,000)
- Pay for the vast majority of me and my wife’s wedding, plus our honeymoon (to the tune of several thousand dollars)
- Invest over $120,000 into individual stocks of the companies I believe in
- And last, but not least (and I believe, most significantly), buy myself the time I needed, over the course of the past three years, to work on my own entrepreneurial endeavors, including multiple websites, blog posts like this one, multiple books (including my debut children’s book, Breaking Away: Book One of the Rabylon Series, which I’ve donated thousands of copies of, valued at many thousands of dollars), etc., whereas I would otherwise have been working at the same kind of dead-end, 9-to-5 style day jobs I’ve worked since I was 17
MY RESULTS SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES
You may consider the way in which I acquired the wealth described above underhanded, untoward, amoral, unethical, or any other adjective you’d like—or, if you’re like me and understand that the thoughts you think about me will always come back to you like a boomerang, consider mine to be one of the greatest Law of Attraction success stories ever told—but regardless of how you look at it, it cannot be denied that I have received most, if not all, of the things most people claim to want.
The fact that I have accomplished my goals, acquired my wealth, and attained my freedom in the way I have speaks not of the type of man I am, but of the type of world we live in, where any man or woman, regardless of his or her background, skill set, or standing in society, can manifest anything his or her heart desires, if only he or she is willing to envision clearly what he or she wants, care deeply enough about whether he or she gets it, take inspired action in the direction of its achievement, accomplishment, or attainment, and accept the opportunities, if not outright abundance, that appear on his or her doorstep in due time.
To be honest with you, in hindsight, knowing what I know now, about how much time it took me to earn as much money as I did, and all the stress I put myself and my wife through in the early days of our relationship, I may not have agreed to go about things in the way I did. But at the time I did these things, they felt right, and when it comes to obeying the Law of Attraction, in pursuit of what we want, that is all that matters. And by the way, I mean that literally, as in, “right thought” is the only thought that becomes the physical matter (people, places, things, and circumstances) we want.
So, in conclusion, this is how I “won the lottery” without, as the title of this blog suggests, winning the actual lottery.
This is not to say that you can “win the lottery” in this way—or that you’d ever want to, because God knows I’d have done things differently myself, if I’d been the one responsible for assigning me the opportunities I’ve been provided with—but it is to say that, as has often been said by religious scholars, the Lord (or God, or the Universe, or whatever you’d like to call it) works in mysterious ways, and that it is not for us, as individual, 3D beings, to determine how we get what we want, but only what we want and why we want it.
Simply put, if you want something bad enough, it doesn’t matter how little schooling or skill you have, whether you know the right people or not, or how far away, vibrationally-speaking, you believe you are from your ideal self or your ideal life, because the Universe can make anything happen for you, including a lottery win, without you even needing to buy a ticket. I’m living proof.
Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedule to be here today! I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this post as much as I enjoyed creating it!