Saturday, February 18, 2012
What I expect money to do for me...
I have been so poor that I visited food closets and hefted the bags and boxes on public transportation through grime and glares and occasionally theft so that I could feed my family.
I have been so poor that I robbed Peter, Paul, Mary and all their cousins...knowing my utilities could go a full 90 days before they would be shut off...and it was worth it to have fresh milk and veggies for my family.
I have been so poor that we learned to recycle, reuse and compost...because I couldn't afford trash service.
I have been so poor that we stopped celebrating holidays with any sort of store-bought gift giving.
I have been so poor that I had to choose between enough gas to get to the bus stop that day or enough gas to get to work the next day.
I have been so poor that I rode a bike everywhere I needed to go while my kids were on their father's timeshare.
I have been so poor that I have layered extra blankets on the bed and crammed the three of us in that bed to avoid turning on the heater.
I have been so poor that I learned the importance of being greener, more active, having my priorities in order, un-commercializing the holidays, cuddling with my kids while they were small enough to share a family bed.
I have been so poor that I learned humility and balance, compassion and generosity of spirit.
I have been so poor that I looked for all the lovely~ness that is available with no price tag anywhere at all.
I have been so poor that I have grown completely rich in my heart and mind.
Today, I am wealthy. My bank account says so. Opportunities have opened for me exponentially in many directions. But I will use THIS opportunity to tell you that without a single doubt, I could not have this career that I adore so greatly and reimburses me financially so well if I hadn't spent the time poverty-stricken learning the lessons that make me so proud and fabulous at what I do as a job every day.
What I expect money to do for me is simple: Keep me keeping on...with less struggle than a time not so long ago.
Someday I would like my money to come from being your Simplification Consultant or your Life Changing Event Coach.
I would like to do this from my home, the Earthship, where I cherish a herd? flock? gaggle? of rescued animals and a house full of teenaged girls who thought that their current pregnancy meant the end of their dreams...and we work together to prove that to be completely incorrect.
Come on, Money...we've got some work to do.