I saw myself engulfed in a huge fist, and it was hard to breathe. The only loose part of me in this powerful meditative visualization was my arm, outstretched, clutching onto money so tightly. I strangled the money just as hard as the fist strangled me. With little air, I surrendered and asked, “How do I stop you from squeezing me? How do I transform you? Instantly I received a low, calm voice spoken so clearly in my heart and I knew it was God. “Let go.” Ironically I had