|How Much Is Enough?
A recent conversation with a stranger in passing helped me turn a corner.
Working within the money realm professionally, I am not immune to the charms and bedevilments of the green stuff. I make my own unconscious assumptions about how much grander life would be if I *just* had more money. That compulsive, clingy, desperate nature has really been on my back lately. I’m not proud to admit that, and I’m saying it because I find true freedom in revealing the patterns to stop identifying with them.
The stranger was in pain. Confused, stymied as to how to proceed in their marriage (or not), and feeling very alone. They said this should be the happiest time of their life. Kids are gone and doing well and they have plenty of money in the bank.
That little part of me that thinks money is the answer and the God Almighty itself, perked up its ears at that. Here I have a wonderful, enjoyable set of life circumstances in gear. So much flexibility and playtime and quality time with loved ones. Hearing the stranger’s story just reminded me that the plenty of money in the bank is, of course, not THE answer.
To balance that out, though, I cannot bypass the need for money. It’s just part of this life game as of today. If it’s not coming from somewhere already, it must be figured out and acquired. I’m finding there is equally a part of me that wants to avoid it, finds it distasteful, almost lacking in creativity, to want to acquire money for my own use. But why? It’s just a tool. Sure, it comes with some tribal and identity influences, but that’s not the money itself…it’s just what we’ve attached to it.
I share this with you as food for thought, and also a chance to connect with each other around a sometimes-challenging topic.