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Understanding Money: There Are Two Ways to Interpret the Rules of the Game.

In my last article about money you noticed I stated that we don’t need the banks. We need currency, a measure of value but we do not need the bank. This is a radical idea and one that needs our scrutiny.

Banks are so everywhere that we do not really notice there might be life, even a really good life, without them. Imagine, will you please, a world without any poor people, an entire globe in a state of peacefulness where every human being is a fully actualized, functional, coherent, intelligent and entirely healthy individual, imagine the creativity that lies dormant within us waiting for a moment to spring forth.  Imagine all national governments in our world, autonomously cooperative, serving their people with free education, free health care, participatory legislatures and continuing growing economies based on resource sharing. Imagine happiness for everyone; happiness that comes through freedom from fear and want.

In the state we are in which is the siege of survival, this sounds like an unachievable utopia. But is it? Did I say this is a radical idea?

If we need any kind of reason to empower us, remember Michael Jackson’s song?

‘We are the world. We are the children. We are the ones to make a better day so let’s start giving!’

Well, as part of my series about money, let us go a little further with this and see what turns up.

Sometime in the 80’s, I put myself in a seminar called “Millionaires in Motion” given by a rather short and entirely dynamic character by name John Kalench. His theme was all about multi level marketing but the content was really about doing life with gusto and for success, contentment, spiritual maturity, including a lot of fun and for making a contribution to ourselves, our families, our communities.

The second day of the event, first thing after lunch, he brought out 5 card tables for the 40 of us who were with him in the room. Instead of seating 4 like ordinary card games, we were arranged in couples around the table.

Once we were settled, he handed out game cards to each of the couples. My girlfriend and I took a close look at our card and read over the rules carefully.

So, what’s the Name of the Game?

Play to Win.

So, the room set to and played the game, and at the end of the time, my friend and I had made the highest score!  Were we happy?

I stood up right away when we were given an opportunity to share. And I did just a little crowing. I was quite pleased with us as I explained how we had read the rules carefully and had broken through our former barriers. We were entirely okay with the idea of having made the highest score. Then, I sat down.

In the next ten minutes, I learned what I could not have known any other way a lesson that has come with me through my life. People in the room showed me a fantastic truth about playing to win! John remarked at the time: I have never seen anyone get off it so fast!

My reply: I am not committed to what will not work!

There are two ways to interpret the Rules of the Game!

The game we are all familiar with is run by the banks and its major stance is that of competition. We have been set against each other by the banking system to compete for resources that we have been led to believe are scarce. Their rules are set up for them to win at the game; their plan is never to allow us to win. Usury and debt are the tools of their trade against which they can be the only winners.

My friends in the room that certain day showed me a very much larger way of playing!

It turned out that if all 40 of us had cooperated together every one of us would have had a perfect score!

We had won the game, but our score was not perfect!

And, of course, I am writing this piece thirty something years later and the game is still on and it is still entirely the banks’ game. It is about endless war. It’s really difficult to recycle bombs and astronomical numbers of dead people (something in the order of 500,000 since World War II dead of war, and multiple more millions by famine, disease and poverty). It is observable even without authoritative authentic news that something is very hideously amiss and it is not anything about our choices in the matter.

Perhaps the most unwanted knowledge that must be grasped is that the world agenda is to enslave the worlds’ people to the banks’ agenda. Morpheus states it well in the Matrix movies, we exist to be batteries, energy that enriches those who we cannot see while we are enslaved and impoverished. But we have something that our shadowy oppressors do not have. Love. Kindness. Generosity. Empathy.

Without a spiritual understanding, our predominant emotion might well be one of despair. There seems nothing we can do to change anything. I’m here to tell you that there is a way. And when a way is found, there is always a better way!

The rest of the story goes something like this. One afternoon while sitting in a coffee shop in Vancouver, I encountered a very professional, very attractive young woman. During our conversation she told me about a group of her peers getting together on an annual basis to renew their education and their friendships at a seminar to which they invited other professionals to teach.

She said she did not have a problem with paying the leaders a fee of $2000 each but that after the event was over, she wished there was more.

As I sat with her, I related to her the cooperative game that John Kalench had taught us. And this is something of what I said to her:

“Each of you at your event is a highly successful professional commanding annual income upwards of $300,000. and you enjoy among you a very high degree of trust. You all know each other well. Imagine this: each of you commits to the circle a tithe of your annual incomes out of which the seminar leaders are paid their fee of $2000. The money contributed is pooled and placed in an investing escrow to accumulate during the year. Next year, the same thing: a tithe is invested by the group. Now, just for amusement, consider what that amazing accumulation of money might be used for using the trust, the consensus and the level of creative awareness that lives among you.”

Even a group of people of modest incomes in a neighborhood might participate cooperatively together in such a beneficial project simply by developing higher and higher levels of trust, learning skills of organizational consensus and by putting their innate creativity to work for mutual benefit.  We already know we can share the wealth!

If you have become a little excited about the possibilities that are hinted at in this article, share it with all your favorite people. Give yourself an opportunity to simply discuss these and all the rest of your own ideas that will bubble up into the space when you talk about it. Within that assembled bunch of people is enough intelligence and creativity and the all important will power to achieve greatness. Imagine how much fun this might be and how much good can come of your cooperating together.

Whose world is this anyway? Play to Win.

 

Une monnaie en argent, un gros compagnon ou gros au lion, de Louis II de Mâle (1346-1384), comte de Flandre, de Nevers et de Rethel, non datée mais émise entre 1346 et 1364.

Understanding money: Pay Yourself First

Beginning in the 1700’s, the first Big Daddy of money was Mayer Amchel Rothschild: his famous remark you will relate to: Let me control the money, I care not who makes the laws.  Then, just before she died at an age well over 90, his wife who produced 5 daughters and the 5 sons who became the banks of England, France, Italy, Spain and Germany gave us this gem: “If my sons did not want war, there would be none.”

Well, my dear friends, we live in a world controlled from the shadows by that familiar mechanism, and it is a very big heartless game. Yup, it’s called money. Never minding the global stranglehold exerted on the whole of humanity, when we really examine our personal relationship with money it is fraught with ignorance and fear.

And our throw away phrase says a lot, “I need money to live!”

This article and the next ones coming will begin to dispel the fear along with an opening to understanding what money really is and how you yourself can actually command the money that comes into your life. Here are some simple understandings and a couple of interesting methods that will raise your consciousness concerning our major nemesis.

I had to begin somewhere myself. Here is the story.

There was a great day sometime in the early summer of 1979 when I lived in Santa Monica, CA. I went to the local organic coop near where I lived to find just the right thing for dinner. When I took a look at the bulletin board as was my habit, I saw immediately a colourful flyer with the catchy word: ‘Prosperity’ emblazoned on its 8 1/2 by 11 dimensions.

“Prosperity, huh! I need that. I am always talking about what I do not have.”

The flyer told me that a good teacher of the times named John Roger was giving a seminar that very evening in a church down in Redondo Beach to take place in about 2 hours. There was just enough time to grab a bite and drive southward to the shore side town.

When I got into the room, John Roger was about to begin. This is what he said.

“Pay yourself first! Ten percent of everything you earn is yours to keep. What this really means is that you will begin a sacred tithe to God that lives within you. All you need to do is separate 10% of everything that comes to you and keep it in a sacred stash near you. It never goes back in the bank which already has plenty of money. You are the one needing money!”

“Go home tonight, count all the money that you have and separate 10%, turn it into folding cash and wear it on your body preferably next to the center just below the belly button.”

He explained further that we are threefold Beings: Be, Do and Have. In those days we were learning meditations to increase our experience of our innate Being. We are already human doings as we are scurrying and doing; doing and scurrying without any seeming end. What we have very little experience of is the quality of “having something” which he called ‘havingness’.

By wearing that sacred money separated from the rest of the currencies we earn, we are increasing our own experience of having something.

He further explained that it was important to make a distinction between the money we were going to use for our bills and to feed ourselves etc. and the money which we declare is now sacred.

So what are we going to use this accumulating money for? It is to be used for spiritual development, books, seminars, certain essential items that show up as necessary for our lives along the way.

Fair enough. I went home that evening and counted out $600 as my total wealth. I acknowledge that just counting it showed me there was more than I imagined. I placed three $20 dollar bills in a small cotton bag and the next day when I got dressed, I placed it beneath the zipper in the front of my jeans over the center of my body as he had instructed us.

This is what happened next: that very day, a friend to whom I had given $20 over a year ago, came and paid me back. Thanks for the loan! Imagine my surprise!

Over the next couple of days at least 3 other people found me to return various sums that I had given to them. And as well as enjoying these windfall pay backs, my free lancing services were more in demand. Over the next two weeks my income increased considerably. And because I was separating that 10%, I noticed that I was earning about three times as much as I had previously thought! Nice perk, huh?

The fourth result of all this was that from that day until the day when I went broke traveling in my van in Panama in 2015, (that’s 36 years later) I had never been broke! I was able to provide both small and larger needs completely from the cash that I had in my sacred stash: a set of tires for the van, an engine overhaul, brakes, a set of spiritual books that I knew would be a of great value to me, the price of some seminars, some generous gifts to worthy people I met along the way.

My little story illustrates what Paying Yourself First can do to set you free from that one major stumbling block in your life.

Let us enumerate them clearly:

  1. 10 % of everything you earn is yours to keep.
  2. Separate that tithe to the God within yourself and keep it in a sacred place where its presence will increase your own sense of wealth as well as the actual stuff itself that will enable your life at critical times.
  3. As you increase the sense of havingness people will gift you and will continue to support you with even more money.
  4. You will never again be broke.

This is the start of a new era. Just begin, okay! Your action itself will teach you along the way. It is a great sense of freedom that when I blew a tire out on the van, I could take myself to the dealer and pay the $500 and change to buy a new set and then drive away in the space of a few hours. You will enjoy this new discipline that grows in you. If you are of low or modest income, you will be able very tidily to live on the 90% that remains. Trust me, you can! If your income is larger, you will discover even more how to accumulate ongoing investment capital using the same method and your own discipline

Now we can learn why we need currencies or a measure of value to transact our economic lives but we do not need the banks.

Give this blog away! Copy and print it and give it to all your friends. Send it on by email and by any kind of social media that you are using. Start something by beginning your own freedom from the control of money. This is a radical idea. It is useless without action!

Much Love and many Blessings, Amraah

 

Chihuahian Raven

And what is this “Ravens’ medicine” anyway?

So, what might it all be about, I ask myself allowing a quiet mind to gather the message and the meaning of it all. And what is this “Ravens’ medicine” anyway?

There’s a story about how it all began. Well, you knew there is a story, did you not? After this distance, you are certain there is be a pause and a story.

So: in those days when I was driving my first van, Tulip, on the roads of the western United States, I took myself to Flagstaff, AZ with the intention to drive northward to visit the Grand Canyon.

It is up a long, quite straight highway over mainly flat desert-like territory tufted with tumbleweed, the inevitable though scarce cactus and a few creosote bushes along the way. It was early afternoon when I made it to the park where there are large parking lots, park offices and an architectural glass and steel overlook at the rim itself. I strolled out to the front rail of the bridge, leaned over and took a long look, across the divide, to the east and to the west.

Well, it is massive and deep, the red hued rocks are carved by the winds of centuries but the first thought I had was, I’ve seen better video tapes! It was hazy in the bottom of the canyon, could not even see the river down there, and the dusty air obscured the sculpted cliffs on the other side. There was nothing for it but to take myself back to the van and make lunch.

Then I climbed back into the driver’s seat, turned the key and fired up the van. As she croaked her way alive, a flock of about 18 ravens lifted themselves out of the branches of the large bush to my left, circled around above me in a counter-clockwise direction and peeled off to the east.

Even though I was mightily surprised, the significance of a whole flock of ravens registered on me immediately.

Ok, Raven. I don’t know what this is about but I am going to follow. I’m on my way!

I steered out the parking lot, turned left at the continuing 2 lane that had brought me here and followed off to the east behind the winging birds that were quite soon out of sight.

I drove east for some distance through that same scrubby desert landscape to the bridge leading to the north rim of the canyon. It seemed right and so I made a left turn proceeding all the way through Kaibab desert area, through the edge of the highway stands of Navajo silver smiths and blanket weavers, onward many miles crossing into Utah sometime later on in the afternoon. Further up the road, I spied a forest fire road going off to the right into the forest areas to the east.

The voice in my head said, follow that road! Turning up the slope into the sparse dry, mostly pine forest; I followed the dirt track for at least 5 or 6 miles far into the friendly canopy. At some place there it was the perfect parking place to swing around and face toward the road, my head to the north.

Turn off the engine. Breathe deeply of the piney aroma, survey my local area, get out and walk around just allowing the silence and the quiet presence of the trees to envelop me in the serenity that does still exist in the untramped forest.

I opened the side door of the van and sat there drinking in the mystery and magic while I munched on the last half of the sandwich that was left from lunch. The forest soon became flooded with the crimson and coral glow of sunset; then fading, drawing back the light from the ground and soon from the sky above.

Then, it was just plain pitch black dark. Everywhere! It was as though it all just disappeared leaving a cavernous empty void behind.

Panic rose into my throat, I was rigid on the step of the van, unable to move, unable to think about anything except how dark it is and how deeply afraid I am, how shallow is my breath, how dry my throat!

Easily 10 minutes passed in this virtually catatonic state. Then, thankfully my body allowed herself to just breathe gently, slowly until the adrenal flood subsided and I was able to think properly.

“You have been in the dark before.

No one knows you are here and no one has followed you, nor will they. You are safe.

No critter wants to bother you.

There is no danger, only the peace and serenity you already sense.

So, just close the door and go to bed. You will be fine.”

And so I did just as I told myself to do! I got ready for bed, put my head down, pulled the covers over my head and went to sleep. All night long, I slept dreamlessly awakening with the sound of birds in the early morning light already streaming down to the forest floor.

Magic. I was clear headed, cheerful and confident of myself in a way I had not noticed before. Raven had shown me the path to erasing my fear. All of those bothersome apprehensions and ‘what ifs” we not to be found within me.

Now, sure, I would not like to fall down anywhere but the nagging fear pattern about that is gone replaced by a most deliberate observation of where I am putting my feet under me.

I no longer anticipate any of those imaginary dreadful accidents.

These are the kinds of lessons that are never forgotten. Sometimes the learning of them comes at inconvenient times, but their importance to the great Journey of the Lotus that we are on is easily apparent. I relieved myself of duty to the fear and all of its patterning in favor of a now and here, moment to moment allowing of life’s unfolding miracle.

The warrior’s path is made with such moments and it is how we find ourselves with ever more stature, ever more poise, honor and patience.

Our world has been taken over and it seems that some large, mostly unknown force is pulling the strings in the shadows somewhere. War and disease, a world crime syndicate and rampant poverty not of our making is all around us. It is up to us that even though we may be targets of that warfare, we do not have to be its victims.

The Art of War is to win without fighting. There are already too many casualties. How then, shall we win the Peace?

First, we must know the enemy. We must know him so well that we know what he will do before he even thinks of it.

Then, we must know our limitations because then we can build a winning team.

The task and the purpose of those of us who have made a stand as warriors is to win the Peace. Imagine just how magnificent our humanity might be under an aegis of peace? At this stage, after being in a survival mode for so very long, we do not and we cannot know the answer to this question.

This leaves us with Love and the wisdom of our natural spiritual will to prevail through these darkest times. We can and we shall.

I invite you to follow on ravensmedicine and I invite you to share this writing with everyone you believe can benefit. In this gentle easy way we can grow the circle of our power and wisdom together. My role as Grandmother is to empower everyone and to make a gift of the wisdom and strength that I have acquired along my journey. Welcome to the Circle.