non-essential

Non-essential is the money monster that's going under the sharp blade today. There is a niggling snippy little monster out there that says if I can't eat it, drink it, wear it or live under it, I don't need it. This monster wants us to buy the lie of survival, pant pant, fear of famine and just getting by in life. I am beginning to eliminate the word JUST from my vocabulary as it appears to speak to beyond reach possibilities that can be longed for and salivated over without any chance of grabbing hold of as in "if I just had a new job, a new partner, more money, a better body, I would finally be happy, content, realized, blah blah blah". This goes hand in hand with the non-essential money monster, who wants you and I to survive without thriving. My work is ESSENTIAL, not for the money I make and the stuff it affords me, it is essential because through my work people fall in love with themselves, their lives, their own dreams and from there, THEY ARE who they are purposefully meant to be. Non-essential must be slaughtered here and now, told to get outta here, my work is important because the clients I serve are important and precious. I wash the blood from my blade, satisfied as I hear the screeching death cry of yet another monster put down, my heel on its neck until it closes it's eyes and disappears from my sight.