Wealth assesment - THE CONCLUSION

(Bare with me as this is my confession / therapy)

So I've written about wealth and just followed that note up with one about love. This be the final chapter in the quickest novel I've ever written.

Up until this point, when I thought about the word wealth, automatically dollar signs would dance around my head. I saw extravagance, living comfortably; green paper with presidents on them giving way to shopping sprees, opulence, being on yachts with old money people who smelled like spiders and Lagerfeld cologne. Don't laugh. This is what I envisioned wealth to be.

And every time I envisioned it, it seemed so far off. It was one of those things that was nice to think about but eh, probably would never happen. And I hated myself for the doubt that lie within me. On the one hand, I wanted it, but on the other hand, I was questioning if / when I would see it manifest. Double minded in my view. Not a good look.

That's when I had to be real with myself. I said to myself, "Self, you could care less about money. As long as your heart is happy, what you have in your pocket doesn't even matter. All those years you spent dreaming of "Mr. Right" had nothing to do with money. You were content to play in the park, have dinner by candlelight, WALK not SHOP the Magnificent Mile."

(If this part doesn't make sense, make sure you read the previous note: wealth assessment part 2)

My final thought is when I had my "ah-ha" moment. I simply told myself, "B. love is your currency."

(CURRENCY: something that is used as a medium of exchange; general acceptance; prevalence; something that is widely accepted and circulated.)

Wealth represents an abundance of currency. And I was birthed into the world with the currency of love. From the minute my father begged his wife (my mom) to bear his child, I was conceived in love. And my entire life could be summed up as me spending my "currency" (love) in the hopes of getting a good return on my investment. And it seems that all of the love I have put out into the universe has finally come back to me; pressed down, shaken, and running over.

Now that I have finally identified my currency and acknowledged my wealth, I understand that love was always my expectation. And wealth (i.e. money) shall be my gift. Love, to me, was the hard part. Money is a no-brainer.

Before, I would write from a place of pain and anguish and hoping. Now I feel free to write from a place of abundance, joy and sharing.

My cup runs over and I'm identifying the people who are seeking truth and evolution with cup firmly in hand.

Which is why I view StarChild as MORE than a magazine, but a movement. If we can inspire? We're THERE! If we can enlighten? We're THERE! If we can bring truth? Count us IN! If we can empower? You GOT it!

Here at StarChild we used to say that ideas are currency and everything else is just money. Well SC 4.0 is here and I'm changing that:

LOVE is currency...everything else is just money.

Spend wisely, spend purposefully and always pay yourself first.

Be blessed, be loved.