As I recall a moment from 2009 when I was inspired by a video called "The Secret" during Jack Canfield's segment. He mentioned an encounter with W. Clement Stone, where he expressed his desire to earn one million dollars. Stone's method was to draw a one-dollar bill with six zeros and affix it to his bedroom ceiling, so he could see it every night before going to sleep. Motivated by this, I printed and laminated multiple copies of the bill and distributed some to my siblings. In the bygone days, I affixed one of these symbolic tokens to the door of my lavatory, a place where moments of solitude allowed for contemplation and visualization—an investment of the mind, if you will. Now, fifteen years hence, this artifact remains unchanged, unscathed by the passage of time or the touch of contamination, just as pristine as the day it was first laminated in 2009. Fifteen years may seem like an eternity, yet amidst our best-laid plans, the divine hand of destiny often orchest...