Money Grounded-ness Memo #1-Stand Still

Stephen Weatherby |

 

How does grounded-ness apply to the myriad of choices that assault us?  Does it really matter, anyway, whether we choose to take the paved road of expediency or pragmatism rather than that windy, rocky path of Soulful-ness?

 

All during this long journey of writing TEN WEEKS and the related CD’s, I was faced with this dilemma.  I was constantly accompanied with lots of noise; “This is taking way too long”, “This project is costing way more than you can afford,”  “This book is too long – you need to cut out material so people will buy it.”  There were so many choices that had to be made that involved an exchange of precious time and money for something very intangible – an ethereal calling to integrate money and soul with our day- to-day life experience. 

 

I thought that once the book was published, this constant tension would dissipate, yet another crossroad appeared on my journey this past week. 

 

An opportunity presented itself for me to adopt an aggressive marketing strategy that would likely have sold the thousands of books  still sitting in the warehouse – all by the end of 2004.  Standing still at my weekly “Circle of Silence and Intention” (pages 211-212 TEN WEEKS Guidebook) I was given the answer.  When I looked up from my meditation and saw the singular straight fir tree directly in front of me, I knew this marketing option didn’t align with my clear calling to effect real change – not just sell books.

 

As I uttered my gratitude for this tree’s response to my inner turmoil I thought of David Wagoner’s poem;

Lost

 

Stand still.  The trees ahead and

the bushes beside you

are not lost.

 

What do I do when I’m lost in the forest?

Stand still.  The trees ahead and

the bushes beside you

are not lost.

 

Wherever you are is called here,

and you must treat it as a powerful stranger.

You must ask permission to know it and be known.

Listen.  Listen.  The forest breathes.

I have made this place around you.

If you leave it, you may come back again saying here.

No two trees are the same to raven.

No two branches are the same to wren.

If what a tree or a branch does is lost on you,

then you are surely lost.

Stand still.

The forest knows where you are.

You must let it find you.

 

(From Traveling Light: Collected and New Poems, © 1999 by David Wagoner.  Used with permission of the poet and the University of Illinois Press in TEN WEEKS (page 37). 

 

May you and I “Stand still” – ground – long enough to find out where we are and choose accordingly.

 

Together on this journey of financial awakening,

 

Paul Lemon