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My Money Story...

As a kid, I was often told, when I wanted something, "we can't afford it." Money was something other people had, and I didn't. I unconsciously decided to make do. I unconsciously decided a lot of things.

During my schooling years, my parents  wanted me to focus on doing well in school. I didn't need to focus on doing well in school. I was bored and scared in school because the work was easy and there was bullying. I baby sat and I did chores at home to have some money to experiment. I used the unconscious anger from my boredom to buy things for myself: clothes (from thrift shops), food I wanted, and magazines, and I went to and rented movies. 

My parents were both teachers and took me and my brothers travelling a lot when we were kids. I am glad about this! 

I was empowered to travel and explore in later life.

My parents matched my high school scholarships with money so I could travel after high school graduation.

When I got back, my first paid job was serving tables. Next I worked as a staff member at a kids wilderness camp. I only wanted to do jobs I loved. I only ever found jobs I liked. I went tree planting, and for a while I worked for free to become a paid model. I got a contract to do modelling in Japan, but by then I was already so sickened by my agent's obsession with the ways my body wasn't perfect; I was eating only two small meals a day, not to stay skinny, but because I was making do. I turned down modelling in Japan and went back to tree planting.

Then, by accident, I got the most important job in the world. The one that some people spend thousands of dollars to have. It's a hard one, because you don't get holidays, or breaks or any pay. 

In fact if you want any time off you have to pay someone else to do your job for you. 

This job is called Motherhood. 

Motherhood was my favourite job in the world. I devoted myself to my children growing into the fullest expressions of themselves, intending to honour how nature designed humans. I become ever more at odds with modern culture; I home-birthed, nursed, learned alongside and with my children on beaches, river trails and in gardens and campgrounds while their dads grappled with how to be men and fathers, and providers.

After 10 years of single motherhood, and 11 years of married motherhood, I bent under the  pressure to do it all as a mother: the being with, the patience, the space holding, the grocery shopping, the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, the accounting, the driving, the nursing, the social training, the emotional support, the homework enforcement, the house looking good, the proper exercise regimes, the after school activities, the pleasing, supporting and managing and defending myself against the husband who wanted me to GO AND WORK. To earn money.

I broke down. I lost my marriage, my home and, 

in an everyday way, my children. 

In retrospect, I see that when I came of age, the Authentic Adult Initiations I instinctively knew were supposed to happen did not, and parts of me remained in a child ego state, in scarcity, giving my center away. Becoming a mother on the edge of modern culture, without a village, gave me a lot of practice being resourceful and self-reliant but living in the scarcity story cost me almost everything.

I became a village weaver, a gatherer of community, a community house originator, a space holder for people having hard times, all for no or low pay. I couldn't seem to shift my patterns around money.

This changed profoundly when I encountered Possibility Management, full of distinctions, tools, thoughtmaps and processes for evolving consciousness and creating Gaian Gameworlds.

Emotional Healing Processes, Initiations and thoughtware upgrades started to happen, and I shifted from "making do," to CREATION.

Becoming Money became a terrifying and extraordinary adventure that I wanted to share, so I created Money Club.