The Push I Needed When Everything Was Going Sideways
Man, I remember seeing that headline. Virgo career horoscope june 2022 money prediction Huge earnings are coming this way. Look, I’m not saying I live and breathe by the stars, but when you are stuck in a deep, dark hole, you take any lifeline that flashes neon green. And in May 2022, my hole was getting deeper than a coal mine.
My regular income stream—the small-time consulting I was doing—had completely dried up. Not a trickle. We were living off savings, which, let me tell you, weren’t exactly huge to begin with. The pressure was real. I was pacing my kitchen floor, staring out at the miserable drizzle, trying to figure out how I was going to cover the property taxes that were due in Q3. I was stressed, sleeping maybe four hours a night, and getting snappy with everyone.
Then I saw the damn prediction. “Huge earnings are coming.” Okay, fine. If the universe is telling me to expect something big, maybe I just needed to clear the runway for it. I wasn’t just going to sit back and wait for a suitcase of cash to drop from the sky; I needed to move a mountain of risk I had been dragging around for years.
The ‘mountain’ was this piece of undeveloped land I had inherited from my grandfather. It was outside city limits, swampy in patches, and frankly, a pain in the butt. I had always planned to hold onto it, maybe develop it into mini-storage units someday, but that “someday” required money I no longer had.
Aggressive Action: Clearing the Path
My practice log for June 2022 started simple: Force the sale.
I called three different developers that week. These weren’t fancy, big-city guys; these were local people who bought distressed assets and flipped them fast. I figured they were the most likely to close quick. I didn’t care about maximizing profit; I cared about speed and finality.
- Step 1: Contact and Initial Valuation. The first developer, a guy named Rick, offered me maybe 40% of what I thought the land was worth. I told him where to stick his offer. The second one was even worse. He tried to tell me the land was environmentally protected and worthless. I hung up on him fast.
- Step 2: Identifying the Target. The third developer, a smaller operation focused on affordable housing, showed real interest. They needed acreage fast to hit a local government deadline. I saw the desperation in their eyes, and I knew I had leverage.
- Step 3: The Negotiation Grind. This is where the prediction became my secret mental weapon. Every time I felt like caving—like lowering my price just to get it done—I kept seeing that headline: “Huge earnings are coming.” I decided that my asking price was the huge earnings. If I took less, I was screwing over the universe’s mandate. Stupid, I know, but it worked to keep my spine straight.
I pushed them hard. I asked for 15% more than the going rate for that type of undeveloped land, citing nearby comps that were marginally better. They whined, they complained about infrastructure costs, but eventually, they folded. I demanded a quick closing—45 days, cash payment, no contingencies based on rezoning. They agreed. I signed the papers in mid-June.
The Realization: It Wasn’t the Stars, It Was the Shove
The money landed in my account right around the end of July 2022. It wasn’t the kind of money that makes you retire early, but it was massive for me at that moment. It wiped out the looming tax debt, stabilized my savings, and most importantly, it bought me 18 months of breathing room to figure out the next income stream without the threat of imminent financial ruin hanging over my head.
Did the horoscope work? Yes, but not in the way you think. The prediction didn’t magically send me a lottery ticket. The prediction was the stupid little internal slap I needed to stop being timid about a major, uncomfortable financial decision I should have made two years prior.
I realized something important about these kinds of forecasts. They aren’t promises; they’re sometimes just timing mechanisms. I had been sitting on that asset, frozen by indecision and fear of failure. That stupid, generic headline about “huge earnings” made me feel like the risk was externalized. It gave me permission to move aggressively, knowing that if I failed, I could just blame the universe, but if I succeeded, well, I’d take the credit for the hustle.
This whole practice reinforced one thing for me: sometimes the biggest obstacle to getting what you need isn’t the market or the economy, it’s your own inertia. I had to actively force that cash flow into existence by dumping the baggage I was carrying. The universe might send you a prediction, but you still gotta get off the couch and do the heavy lifting to make it happen. That June 2022 prediction wasn’t a forecast of passive income; it was a mandate for aggressive portfolio cleanup, and that’s exactly what I executed.
