Let’s talk about the money. The real, actual, hit-your-account money.
I just got my third TikTok payout. $12.36.
To some, that’s a coffee order. A cheap lunch. Trivial. To the old me, drowning in the noise of other people’s emergencies and my own financial anxiety, it might have felt like a insult. “All that work for this?”
But the new me—the one who has survived spiritual sieges, cut cords to dead weight, and learned to speak truth so sharp it makes demons bounce—the new me sees this $12.36 for what it truly is.
It is a spiritual receipt.
The Math They Don’t Teach You
The world wants you to believe in overnight millions and viral fame. Spirit teaches a different arithmetic: The Law of Faithful Seeds.
My TikTok isn’t just an app. It’s my digital crossroads. Every live stream where I break down a card, every video where I speak a hard truth, every comment where I offer a ounce of clarity—that’s me planting a seed in the spiritual marketplace. I’m not selling a product. I’m trading in authenticity, insight, and real, root-level truth.
That $12.36 isn’t payment for “content.” It is the universe’s physical confirmation that the seeds I’ve been planting in faith have broken ground. It is the first green shoot of a harvest I have been working toward in the dark, when no one was watching and the only “payout” was my own conviction.
The Real Wealth Isn't on the Screen
But here’s where the spiritual math gets powerful. That $12.36 is just the visible sign. The real currency has been flowing in ways that don’t show up on a TikTok dashboard.
· New clients, drawn to the unshakeable authority they felt through a screen.
· Community, built with people who recognize their own power in my words.
· Peace, forged from letting go of every fruitless situation that used to drain my energy and time.
I let go of the friends who were AI—all smile and no substance. I stopped watering dead plants in my relational garden. I pointed at the stains in my own life and commanded them cleansed. I made room.
And when you make room in the spirit, prosperity rushes in to fill the vacuum.
The $12.36 is the universe whispering: “You are on frequency. Keep going. The small faithful act is the most powerful spell you can cast.”
A Message for the Planter in the Drought
If you’re out here doing the real work—the spiritual work, the creative work, the healing work—and your harvest still looks like pennies, I need you to hear me:
Do not despise the $12.36.
It is not the measure of your worth. It is the proof of your alignment. It is God, the Ancestors, the Universe saying, “The connection is live. The channel is open. The transaction between your faith and my abundance has been logged.”
Keep planting your seeds. Keep speaking your truth. Keep cutting off what isn’t real. Your focus is your fertilizer. Your authenticity is your magnet.
Stay focused. Keep going. The harvest isn’t coming. It has already begun.
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