In my home growing up there has always been a pattern of complaint about gaining extra money. "Whenever I get ahead," they said, "something comes up where I have to spend it all anyway."
This took the form of things like car breakdowns, furnace repairs and dentist visits. If an extra $500 was gained by some miracle, $500 would soon be spent.
"Just our bad luck," they would say.
Recently I realized, that this money is a gift from the Universe (or God or All-That-Is, call this what you will.) supporting me beforehand.
Last year my husband and I got more than we expected from taxes, we were so happy. A week later I was in a car accident that totaled my car. Together with the insurance money and the taxes there was enough money to pay for the van that I had been envisioning,and additional car (which my husband had been envisioning).
Looking at things this way I can re-write the story of my life from lack, to being completely supported in life.
That is the meaning of prosperity.