Emily Williams - I Heart My Life: Discover Your Purpose, Transform Your Mindset, and Create Success Beyond Your Dreams

Emily is the stand-out leader for driven women who want to transform their lives by healing their mindset and money mindset.

NIYC PIDGEON, POSITIVE PSYCHOLOGIST, CERTIFIED HIGH-PERFORMANCE AND SUCCESS COACH, AND BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF NOW IS YOUR CHANCE

Emily Williams is a fearless champion for ambitious women who want more out of life. Shes helped countless women leave their 95 jobs, start a business, and make more money than ever before. She is passionate, determined, and sincere and wont let you settle for anything less than your biggest dreams!

SELENA SOO, CREATOR OF IMPACTING MILLIONS

If youre looking to master the inner game of wealth, look no further. Emily is direct no B.S. and one of the most sincere champions of your success I have ever met. She is full of love, but no fluff. Her commitment to helping women build epic businesses and brands will get you all the results you desire and more!

SARAH KALER, LEADERSHIP COACH, SOULPOWERED.COM

Emily truly helped me flip the switchon how I view money, freedom, and even fear itself.

CHRIS WINFIELD, CREATOR OF UNFAIR ADVANTAGE LIVE AND COLUMNIST FOR INC.COM AND ENTREPRENUER.COM

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Text Emily Williams, 2019

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To my husband James, who has supported me through
every high and every low: You are my everything,
and the real reason I now truly heart my life.

Do not fear to be your true self, for
everything you want wants you.

GENEVIEVE BERHRAND

The letter I wrote to myself on my 25th birthday

October, 2010

Its 4 a.m. and I cant sleep. Turning on my computer, I check out a few dating sites there isnt much to do at this time of night, especially when you live alone. I quickly sign off when I start to get messages like, How cum ur still up? Cum to me in Battersea xx and Morning Elo11, looking good. Are you awake? I forgot that people can virtually see my presence on this particular site. Gross. Online dating is so weird. I never thought Id be trying to meet someone this way.

Standing up, I switch on my lights, lie on my bed, and rearrange my body into work position. Over the next hour, I consider another wave of career choices should I look for a part-time nanny job (it seems thats all you can get with a psychology degree)? and weigh up my options for finding a new apartment. But wait, theres actually nothing I can afford. Never mind.

My stomach starts to knot up and tears stream down my cheeks. My sadness increases with the realization that nothing seems to be going right in my life. Im beyond overwhelmed. Thoughts of frustration and questions live in my mind. They seem to have taken up a permanent home there, and more than anything, I want them to go away. Im so sick of feeling lost and confused.

What do I want for my life? Certainly not this. I look around at the ugly, light-colored Ikea furniture that the rental agency chose to decorate this apartment. I barely own anything in this place. All of it is temporary and unsettled fleeting and its all been used before. I want a place to call my own. I want to be able to afford the dark-colored furniture (is that more expensive or something?!) I want a kitchen (with an oven) that isnt 5 feet away from my bed. I want a washing machine, a television, and a bathtub.

I want a new home, where I wont have to listen to the guy upstairs stomping around his room early in the morning. Or hear him peeing when he gets home from work every day. Oh, except for Thursdays: hes off on Thursdays. I dont want vomit falling onto my bed at 1 a.m., after he decides to throw up out the window. (I thought it was rain at first, until I picked up my blanket and smelled it.)

And dont even get me started on my love life. Ive scared off yet another man (this one only lasted two weeks) and have no other prospects. My ex wont speak to me, and has simply returned my clothes in the mail in a complete ball of mess. I dont know what I did to make him hate me. He didnt even write my surname on the address label all it said was Emily.

I guess Im glad that everyone who has broken my heart did so, since they werent right for me anyway, but that doesnt mean Im less lonely. I want to find Him the one and go to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Ive stood in front of it twice, but I never went up it. I decided almost 10 years ago that I wouldnt take the magical elevator ride up and look over the City of Light until I was with a man I loved. That seemed like the perfect scenario to me: little did I know Id still be waiting.

As I blew out the candles on my cake at dinner (now eight hours ago), my wish was to find love this year. Well see. Ive made that wish every birthday since I can remember.

Hoping things get better soon,

Emily

In case its not obvious, that girl did not heart her life. A few months earlier, shed moved to London from Ohio in the United States. Shed had high hopes that, with a cross-Atlantic relocation, her life would improve. Her quarter-life crisis would end, and shed get clarity on her purpose, become wildly rich, and find the love of her life.

That girl had been wishing her whole life: as a child, shed set the alarm on her chunky G-star watch to go off at 11:11 (a lucky number) every morning, after which shed make a wish; and when her parents took her on trips from Florida to Italy shed wished when she threw coins into fountains.

She wanted a life that lit her up. A trip to the top of the Eiffel Tower, a bestselling book, her own business, a beautiful home (well, more like a mansion), true love, travel she wanted all that life had to offer. And deep down, she knew she was meant for something big in this world. Meant to have an impact. Meant to shine.