Clare Bowditch, singer and creator of the fabulous interviews 'Inspiration bomb' on her website Big Hearted Business
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Monday, September 9, 2013
Sunday, September 8, 2013
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
I accompany this post with this one of my paintings of apple trees. To me apple trees symbolize abundance.
Actually fruit in general feels like that to me..
The concept that stuck with me most today while studying all of the 'Woman is a River' material is that we are taught to think in terms of lack of what we want and think we need instead of what recourses we do have available to us. Today I am ashamed to admit I have started to ask myself for the 1st time in my life in a real and honest way ‘why do I focus on the things that aren’t there’? What is the root of that way of looking at the world I am part of and surrounded with? I am among the people that are the most lucky ones in the world, simply because I live in the West where there is no war, where there is freedom and where there is still all we really need, like food and water and roofs over our heads. Today one of the co-participants of this Woman is a River adventure brought to our attention this very interesting blog article that i will copy entirely in to this blog post. I do that because its angle towards the scarcity of abundance issue i think we who live in the western world (almost) all have is a very important one i think. Her theory sheds another light on this issue. I think that this is too a very inspiring angle to look at it.
But fact remains that I am very well aware that we can only think or talk about this subject because we live in this abundant part of the world where we can afford to spend time thinking and writing blog-posts about this.
Is it scarcity complex, or a call to adventure?
If you tell someone with a bent toward the spiritual and/or self-help that you feel a sense of lack in your life, she might look at you with a faint hint of disapproval. She might tell you that what you put your attention on, grows, and we become what we think about most.
So don’t focus on the lack, she might tell you. Focus on abundance. Focus on enough. You have everything you need. You are exactly where you are supposed to be. This moment is perfect. You are perfect.
But what if that lack isn’t the symptom of a scarcity complex, but something else?
What if it’s your way into a richer, deeper, more meaningful life?
According to mythologist Joseph Campbell and depth psychologist Jean Houston, inside all of us is a longing for more. This isn’t the voice of the void but the cry of your soul, driving you toward wholeness and self-actualization.
Houston explains in this interview that The Call might start off as bland and generic: I want to get married, or, I want a new career. The “usual things”. But at some point there’s what Houston terms a second genesis, when another level of possibility starts to rise and you realize there’s so much more to you than you knew or suspected.
That’s when your life’s adventure begins.
And by the way, you are perfect. You are exactly where you are supposed to be – until life keeps whacking you with hints and reminders that you should really be on your way to somewhere else. (In storyteller’s parlance, this is known as ‘resisting the call’, and the hero will continue to stagnate, to live out a death-in-life, and life will keep poking and frustrating and disrupting her, until she’s willing to leave her ordinary world and strike out for the territories.)
Moving into your yearning is different from trying to fill the void through a hard or soft addiction. The latter leaves you worse off than before, wanting more but requiring ever more to achieve the same effect. What is addiction, in the end, but a spiritual quest pulled inside out?
To move into your yearning is to recognize and honor your needs. It is to move to the other side of lack, where you can start to remember who you are.
This piece comes from here
Thursday, September 5, 2013
For the story i am about to post tonight i feel i need some of this music, some relaxing, calming me down music..
“The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.”
― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
Okay, here i go. But first let me post some introduction:
This place, my blog is supposed to be a safe place to vent all sorts of things, also the ‘hard’ stuff, to the world. I do that because in the 1stplace it helps me to get real with my struggles. Seeing them back here written down in black in white, and the scary part, being readable to everyone that like to visit my blog. This makes that all I write should feel like the truth to me, and there for I need to be very conscientiousness of what I write and how I write. That conscientiousness helps me to stray clear and truthful to myself, well as truthful as I can anyway way. And no I am not naive, I know this is an open space and therefore can be entered by everyone, even someone who does not care about this being a safe place. But I’ll take my chances for such person can be touched with beauty of truth telling too.
This is kind of a big one for me, as it is my deep deep dream, to be together with a (large) group of people and help each other heal our old, new, deep, shallow, sharp, bloody and nasty wounds. Help each other heal by truth telling. As someone else described these kind of spaces, and I can’t say it better than she did, so I echo her words of beauty:
“This is a place of beauty. Each of us have to learn discernment.. How to see through the fog of untruths we keep telling ourselves. This is a place where you are all my witnesses. May this be a place be a safe steppingstone to leave the shadows behind”.
Namaste xxxD
So now i will tell the truth about a very hard topic for me, MONEY! I will talk now about my (screwed up) relationship with money..
Money is an incredible hard topic for me, has been so for as long as I can remember. Coming from a one parent household, my mother never worked, and thus there was no money, just welfare, and that was very little. I’ve been angry with her for as long as I can remember that she did not make a ‘real’ living, but mostly for the fact that she did not model for me and my sister how to do it. So I grew up incredibly insecure of being able to make a living in any kind of job, let alone trying to monetize on my dreams and where my heart lies, which is art. I have done millions of different jobs until now, none of which I ever loved or liked. I now know why I was running so hard without even taking time to breathe, I tried to prove to myself I could do it! That I could take care of myself, that I could work hard, that I could hold on to a job, that I could make a living on my own strength. But I also can see now that almost all the jobs I have had these past 30 years have all made me feel like grabbing me by the throat, like being chocked. And it did literally, because living my life this way has gotten me to the point of being ill, so severe, and so often, that I could not work anymore and lost my job. Which then again lead me into welfare, which is my current status. How ironically, me being on welfare, I never wanted to become my mom, but I have...I am now a mom myself of two little kids and on welfare. What’s the message? Whatever it is I haven’t been strong enough yet to listen to it yet.. And most of all it makes me feel ashamed to be on welfare.
I have been a (big)dreamer all my life, and have kept failing to make a living out of those. It has gotten me to the point of giving up on my dreams and focus my life on the motto ‘just do the job that pays the bills’ and exhaust myself.
Right now that I am on welfare it’s a blessing in disguise. Since June I have been granted the welfare and thus been granted time, time to think about what it is I really want and how to achieve it, or better said take baby steps to go forward. But as good as this may sound I often find myself in a paralyzing state. I just know that I don’t want to leave this earth and never have tried my absolute best to achieve to live the life I dreamt to live. Even if it’s just a tiny percentage that i will be able to achieve of what I originally dreamt up. I just don’t know how?!?! I feel some of the dreams are coming back, but still very faintly. The scare of me never being able to amount to anything let alone materialize my dreams is so huge, so humongous, it clouds all I do and think. It's the feeling of me never being able to attain the dream i dream for myself...
So I did it, shared my money fear story..this is very scary but I hope I will be okay after posting this..
Monday, August 8, 2011
Viewing and listening to all that has been happening for the past months throughout the world I can’t help but develop some sort of philosophy about it. Or more importantly to try and put it in some sort of spiritual context. This morning when I was listening to yet another report about the downfall of the stock markets all over the world I heard them say; “stock brokers are losing their faith in the big companies”. Then it hit me; in spiritual sense this world doesn’t even exsists at all, it only exists because we believe it is there. Some people believe a table only stands before us because we believe it is a table when in fact it’s only energy vibrating in a certain way. So now the worlds structure as we know it and as we believe we depend on is about to change dramatically because we stop to trust it’s there! We allowed doubt to enter our minds and souls. Even people who care only about money and earthly things like stock brokers are at the breaking point of stopping to believe the world they love(world made of money) is even there. Maybe this is the age of Aquarius really setting foot in our souls these days? It’s scary and exciting at the same time. So many questions arise in my mind...will we be able to gather food for our children? Will we be able to communicate through the internet like we take for granted. Will we even survive this change?
On the other side of stock market drama is the basic need of survival, like the terrible hunger in Africa right NOW!!! The riots in the East, even Israelian people has started to go flood the streets to ask for justice this past week... If this is Aquarius time is coming...maybe I am kidding myself but I hope it is! I suppose it can't happened without a fight and without breaking down the old structures. I wish we will all come out stronger and happier!
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