The "it" Factor is Love

Here's the thing, the "it" factor of making da money honey...love your work, I mean it!  I love my work because it makes a difference in peoples lives.  When I have a paying client, I have work, this means I have a purpose, a reason to serve, an offering.  My time is SOLD when I'm with that client and that is one big huge gift to me!  Think about it, when you get hired, someone believes that you can be trusted, that you will deliver on your promise, your agreement to provide what they are looking for and what they are willing to part with their money for.  This is such a big deal because it's not just about money, it's a trust thing, it's a feeling thing. Loving your work means you love your clients too, and they know it when you do and they love you back.  The money monster apathy would have us believe that we want paper, that payment is enough...I slay you apathy, and I stand on firm ground and say I love my work AND the clients I am priveledged to serve.

Poverty thinking eats brains

The money monster poverty threatens to eat your brain. How much time do you spent in your lovely house, on your lovely couch, on your lovely computer, surfing the lovely internet for lovely inspiring tidbits of loveliness?  Poverty says, this ain't it, YOU don't have the good stuff, not yet, cuz it's out therrrrrrrrre see, just beyond the reach of the screen in front of you, in fact, your screen is too bloody small, if you weren't so poor, you would have a really BIG screennnnnnnn.  The poverty money monster is self pitying, it whines and complains and lets you know that it is hungry, and it gnaws away at your brain, repeating the same thing over and over again, a train running tracks round and round in your head going to no where land in nothingnessville.  How dare poverty pervert this way?  Slay the snivelling monster, get off your couch and look at it, the impression your behind left there, and thank the couch for its support all these years, then tell poverty to shove off with its lies, tell him he is no longer welcome to your brain, uninvite him to your ever so lovely home.

Money monster isolation

Today I get to give money away.  There is the push and pull in this sentence, getting money feels easy, kinda nice, reassuring, giving it away is not nearly as appealing. I have been reading a lot about tribes, relationship building starting with three people and adding on from there. The idea is that each individual is committed to the health and wellness of the tribe and I and me words disappear for we.  The word Ubuntu has come into my filed of vision several times now.  In theAfrican language of Bantu, this means "Today I share with you because tomorrow you share with me", also "I am because we are".  I want to make lots and lots of money, and part of this is being able to share lots and lots of it. The money monster greed and selfishness does not want you to know that you will always be provided for in a tribe and that your part is to contribute to the tribe as an honourable member.  The money monster isolation has his tricks, don't fall for them, it's a lonely pit to be in.

Smokey Rings

What would you do for money?  When I ask this, I realize that buried in the question is this ugly thing, DO FOR money, like it's the boss and you and I are the servants.  I used to love trades, I still do. When I trade my services for another's, it is an exchange of something I want for something I have.  Each party comes away clean, knowing their work is appreciated and that their services are valuable and valued. Take away what we want and work for money, that's what you are left with. Now this seems rudimentary, because it is obvious we work to earn money to buy things, but I think this is almost a lost concept.  Stuff=money and money says YOU WANT MORE STUFF, thus we do for money, not for ourselves. This money monster is sneaky, and insidious, and doesn't like us to figure it out.  The sneaky part of this monster swirls in almost invisible smokey rings around us whispering you need me, no matter the cost, I am worth it...it down grades our offering and discounts our worth and it is a liar.  You are worth more than any amount of money~with one big puff, blow the smokey rings away.

Magical Thinking

There are some buzz words that are so well used that they are worn right out. I'm going to write them and as you read, I'm pretty sure you will say she missed some.  Journey, path, passion, gratitude, authentic.  There is one I didn't list that I worry will be miss used and it is the word abundance. The term abundance mentality speaks to attitude, that if you have this attitude, you will draw abundance, translation, money, to you.  There is some magical thinking that goes with this phrase that if you or I believe something or say it enough, it will come to be, turning thoughts into tangible money. No no no!  The beauty of abundance comes from KNOWING that you are abundantly gifted, that you have an offering that is irresistible and unique.  Abundant thinking is about YOU, and what you can do to make someone else's life more fulfilling, by serving them. Whatever you are good at, that is your offering, that is where abundance lives. The fact that talent can be monetized is a bonus. Do what you do best and believe it is valuable and the money will follow.

Money money money

Money money money, must be funny, in a rich rich man's world, money money money, always sunny, in a rich mans world, if I had a lot of money...can you hear this Abba song playing in your head?  The words are dreamy, about owning the world if you are rich and it always being sunny because of money and what you, I, would do will a lot of money.  It's a lie, it isn't a rich mans world, the money monster greed would have us all believe that money can buy everything, anything.  What about the song by the Beatles, a rich band with lots of money, they sang Can't buy me loooove, can't buy me lovvvvve, can't buy me.  Yeah, you can't buy me, you can't buy clients, you can't buy happiness or contentment or ____________you fill in the blank.  Having lots of money is a great thing, it really is, and as Zig Zigglar used to say, it is a measure of how hard you have worked.  What you do with the money, what you think it will do for you, now that is the question. Why, oh why, do YOU want money.

Edification

Intellectualism devoid of love is a barren thing...oh how I wish it had come up with this fabulous line of truth. This speaks to hitting the nail on the head, saying what is observable but in such a way as to be callused, cruel, uncaring or any number of numb and dumb things. To state a fact is easy, big deal, we can all do that, but to state a fact for the purpose of edification, acknowledgement and out of love for another is spine tinglingly beautiful.  We choose relationship over rightness each time we speak the truth in love. Someone spoke love to my soul recently, during an acknowledgement on a pod call, one of my last certification calls. This configuration of people, pulled together by fate, Gods hand, energetic magnetism, happened with purpose...it is coming to a close and as it does, the invitation is to maintain connection, to mend broken fences, to heal wounds if any exist, to depart with a particular affection and affinity that speaks into the furture.  I am aware that as I complete, I end with a heart filled to overflowing in gratitude for what was, what is, what will be. This one is for you Baris Tezcan.  

White of the Eyes

What's the difference between working or driving your business to attract clients and enrol them and pushing your business and trying to get clients?  How do you know which is which?  Well now, the first question is an invitation to check out intentions, particularly YOURS. The second question begs a looking outward, at potential clients, and their reaction TO you.  What do you intend when talking about your business?  Do you really care about the person in front of you, or do you see dollar signs over their head?  If making money is a prevalent thought with the feeling of desperation attached to it, you can be sure that the IMPACT you have on the scared rabbit in front of you is to cause a fight (no no, I'm good, I already have that product/service) or flight (well, it's getting late and I have somewhere I have to be) reaction. Check out the body language, what is it telling you?  Is the conversation for/about YOU, or is it for/about THEM?  The sweet spot is that you love what you do, whether or not it is with the person in front of you. If this shows, you will never have to see the white of another's persons eyes.  

Becoming

Whatever you focus your attention on becomes.  Creating and un creating reality with thought is a real thing. The thoughts generate feelings, emotional attachments and from there, the place of emotion, actions get driven. I read about taxi drivers in the U.K. The mapping parts of their brains are larger, more intrical, more developed in comparison to the average drivers brain. My sister is a polyglot, fluent in five languages, and her language centre is larger and again, more intricate than the single language speakers brain.  What if the money maker, the guy or gal that accumulates wealth has a money centre in their brain, a cash register that cha chings all day long, growing larger than the average earners brain?  Form follows function, which means if I do a whole lot of worrying, I will get sick. If I do a whole lot of biceps curls, my arms will get muscular. What about money?  Does thinking into being work, or does the focus increase creativity, like puzzle solving, and pieces start to fall into place because they can't help themselves?  I am what I focus my attention on. What about you, where are you more developed, more intricate, than the average person?

Blah Blah Blah

What are you talking about?  What are you selling?  Why are we having this conversation?  Have you ever felt this way?  Have you ever worried that this is what is going on in the hearts and minds of others, as they hear you fumble and verbally stumble all over the place?  Yikes, if this is you, you've got some work to do before you go out there and try to sell your wares. Of late, I have experienced some rather wishy washy sales pitches, kinda like the person speaking was disconnected from their bodies and a dead alien force had taken over their mouth and blah blah blah came out.  I hate being bored, I mean I really hate it. Everyone in the whole world is a customer and everyone in the whole world is a seller and by God, I refuse to buy from someone who bores the hell out of me or doesn't know what they are selling!  If they don't know, how am I supposed to know?  Enough said, I gotta go and work on my elevator speech, I never want to be accused of the above!  By the way, I sell life altering fulfillment through fitness and Co-Active Coaching.  I am Personal Trainer & Coach for hire~can't get more clear than that.

Pennies

A penny for your thoughts?  I read a really cool story about a wealthy American man who would pick up coins, including pennies, if he saw them on the sidewalk. He picked them up because they were a reminder to him to trust in God because inscribed on all American currency is "In God we Trust".  That means the man trusted God for and with his money and probably much more. Not everyone sees money this way, as a sign to remember to be grateful and maybe, just maybe, this is why people never feel as though they have enough of it. The money monster more is ever present and I have a sneaking suspicion that he could be slayed with gratitude.  Try it, hold some money in your hands and thank it for being available to serve you. Then tell it to go make some friends and come back to your house for a party!  Gratitude, it is the attractor factor that taps into meaning.  Sure this is a deep thought...how grateful are you?

Money Soldiers

The image of money soldiers is gripping me. I see an army of them, working, doing my bidding.  I say "go there" and they go.  Each dollar represents a soldier and they are MY army, I am the commanding officer. I don't work for money, it works for me. Somehow someway, money has become a distorted giant, to be revered and bowed down to.  Obsequiousness abounds when working class meets wealthy. The underlying belief, or at least one of them, is of worthiness.  The wealthy person had to have done a lot of things right, and is perhaps just a little smarter than the average bear, to have accumulated money. Perhaps this IS TRUE!  I'm okay with this, because opportunity abounds  and as Forrest Gump would say "stupid is as stupid does" OR, my modification, smart is as smart does.  Learning from others is a jacked up way to get an education, especially if you watch and emulate the best.

Money Soldiers

I am convinced that you can't have more money if you don't know what you want to do with it. If you have ever worked on a life purpose statement, a vision board, a mission statement, then you have dared to walk on hallowed ground. The deepest parts of you are buried and when you go digging around for the hidden treasure of what is most valuable about you and to you, you can start to draw a self portrait of how you want to represent yourself in the world.  Vision for the future has a price tag, in the doing and the cost of doing.  Reverence for money and the innate power it holds is the start of something big. Everything has energy, what we do with things has our intentions attached. Hold a five dollar bill in your hand, than a twenty, next a fifty, move on up to that hundred. I picture little money soldiers in my hands, marching off to do my bidding. In the five, I see a coffee date for two, in the twenty, perhaps an inexpensive lunch, for two, in the fifty, a present for a sister, in the hundred, part of a mortgage payment. The big money buys big things, the small money buys pleasure. So far, this is my money story, and as I change, so does it. What about your story?