Its Your Duty to Make Money
I’ve been reading a book that encourages readers to examine the beliefs they have about money, and trace them back to their roots.
The idea behind the exercise is that the deeply ingrained beliefs we hold about money may be subconsciously blocking us from making any.
I’m trying to remember my first impressions of money. My parents were never rich, but I always had what I needed, and a lot of what I wanted.
I always imagined myself being famous and respected. I dreamed of walking the red carpet in a glamorous gown, smiling gracefully, blinded by a thousand camera flashes. I saw myself signing autographs and taking pictures with people I inspired.
It’s funny though, I never really imagined having a lot of material possessions. Other than some nice clothes, a car or two, a couple nice houses in exotic places and the money to travel and explore the world, I’ve never really envisioned myself as rich. At least not on an Oprah or Tom Cruise level.
I have fantasized about having enough money to donate to charity though, like on that show, Secret Millionaire, where millionaires go under cover acting as volunteers for non-profits, who are about to close their doors for lack of funding. After a week of volunteering, the millionaires show up in a suit and hand them a fat check. Tears of joy ensue.
I always cry during that show, when I see the look of surprise and gratitude on the non-profit founder’s face—not because of their desire to have the money for themselves, but because they now have the ability to continue their mission and help more people.
Yeah, I could definitely see myself doing something like that.
I guess the reason I’ve never made an abundance of money, is because I didn’t care about it enough to work hard for it. Money never really meant that much to me. As long as I had enough to keep a roof over my head, good food in my mouth, and the ability to buy something I wanted now and then, I was cool on the super hard work thing.
Also, I guess I never really believed I was good enough to make a lot of money. Competent for sure, but only good enough to get a small, “realistic” amount.
I think I’m also a bit scared of money. I’m scared of managing it, paying taxes, accounting and all that. But most of all, I am scared of asking for it. I am scared of what it’s going to take to get it. That has really been the main barrier.
“Having money is like anything else; a tool. And if you see it that way, making it not just about you, but about a way that you can play a part in the dynamic by which money is used for the betterment of all things, then having money is not only a blessing, it’s a responsibility.”
Making money is a responsibility.
So now I don’t just want to get more money, it’s my duty to get more money, so I can contribute to the betterment of the world. This changes things quite a bit.
I’ve always been a conscientious person, so maybe I could somehow guilt-trip myself into getting paid more. But that’s not what I want to do.
My relationship with money may have been strained in the past–I’ve used, spent and undervalued it all my life, but I vow to change.
I’ve come to recognize it’s value to me and my family’s happiness, as well as the power it holds to help me change the world for the better.
Money isn’t the root of all evil. It takes on the energy and intentions of the person wielding it.
Hopefully one day that person will be me.
What are your deeply held beliefs about money? Share them in the comments!
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Marianne Williamson’s quote from Jen Sincero’s book, You Are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting Your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life