What my money mindset taught me—and why I believe in this bundle with my whole heart.

I have a confession to make: I hate sending “sales” emails, and especially the “last day” ones, because I visualize myself in a tacky, oversized suit, a cigar hanging out of the side of my mouth, selling someone on a lemon car that will likely break down on the drive home.

But here’s an interesting thought: This negative narrative originated somewhere. I wasn’t born believing it’s inherently wrong to exchange money for goods or services, or that anyone who sells anything is dishonest or …