The Money and Blues Report #4
The new gold standard
Hello gold diggers,
Last week I met with a friend who told me about her recent job search. While contacting different companies that she had in mind, she was also approached by a headhunting agency.
This job “that came to her” turned out to be better than the ones that she actively pursued — sometimes, I guess, the things that find us are better than the things we are searching for.
I hope this report finds you in the same spirit as well.
The Strength Series #4:
The new gold standard
I was struggling with the notion of “surrender”, one of the essential elements of meditation. It goes along with “accept things as they are”, “leave it like it is”, and “everything is alright”.
The problems I had with these things: If our ancestors had acted accordingly, our standard of living would still be bananas on trees and had not even progressed to the next evolutionary lifestyle upgrade: barbecues in stone caves.
Also, your current standard might be below your standard and I think it is natural to ask yourself why are you accepting it? Why should there be anything wrong with ambition? At least according to Wale, ambition is something that’s in your veins — and I agree with him on that one.
What I realized about “surrender”, however, is that it’s not about giving up on you. When you “surrender”, you don’t give up on yourself. You don’t give up on your life. You just surrender to the moment, so that the moment can claim you back. So that life can get you back!
It’s more like a reset where you give up all the weight, all the burden, all the load. Just surrender, genuinely surrender. It will be like a magnifier. An energy releaser. A blockage clearer. See things clearly as they are. And from there: Set your new gold standard.
The Beauty Series #4:
The wage you have set for yourself
Talking about standards — whether measured in gold ounces or lifestyle upgrades — I would like to share with you the poem “My Wage” by Jessie Belle Rittenhouse:
I bargained with life for a penny,
And life would pay no more;
However I begged at evening,
When I counted my scanty store.
For life is a just employer,
He gives you what you ask;
But once you have set the wages,
Now you must bear the task.
I worked for a menial’s hire,
Only to learn, dismayed;
That any wage I had asked of life,
Life would have willingly paid.
On to the next level,
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