We all love money!!! Right? Life seems to flow a little bit smoother when we have enough. No stress. No worries or heartache. It gives us an extra cushion and an added edge to our being. We get to eat, sleep, be warm, be merry and be comfortable.
Well I understand completely with those who unfortunately end up with barely any money to put food in their mouth. Now first I want to make it clear I am not comparing myself to those who are unfortunate to have lost their home and their being with the latest storm. Nor the people in our country or other countries who have nothing at all. I have never been that broken. I just pray and send them all my love and light. But there have been two times in my life where I have struggled a little. I have never came from a rich family. I lived in an apartment until we needed to move out because my parents felt the neighborhood was not safe for their children to live in. Therefore I realize my parents must have struggled too back in the day. My sister and I loved our small apartment more than the house we moved into. We accepted where we lived and knew no better. That was the same familiar surrounding where we picked our berries off the trees.
The first time i have struggled with barely any money we will discuss in a later blog because it was linked to the moment I lost who I was. But the second time I ended up living on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for awhile. Later in life I learned peanut butter thrives on aflatoxin which is a mold that grows automatically on peanuts because they grow underground. I no longer eat peanut butter and have switched to almond butter or sunflower butter lol But that is besides the point. I just want you to understand that I know the feeling of having no money, ruining my credit for years and learning how to spend and calculate to the last dollar while developing anxiety.
When I was twenty I would hang out with my friend and her younger boyfriend by ten years who she had a child with and learn how to cook with barely no money at all. This was the first time I was educated on food stamps and section eight housing. She showed me the Spanish markets of Springfield MA isle by isle and I would learn how to make rice and beans cheap. Sofrito, cilantro, rice, black beans, Sazon Goya and Vienna sausages. Pair that dish with plantains and guacamole, hot sauce and I would eat a feast.
Now let's role through a couple years. I have experienced the other side of money too. Fancy dinners where you order the highest price item on the menu because your guest is showing off, VIP rooms in casinos, VIP concerts in many arenas, VIP in bar lounges where your friend was connected to the springfield head mafia member you disliked so much you threw your drink in his face one night, suites in high end hotels, trips to stamford CT where I was paid for my bartending shift to escort my manager and VIP rooms in strip clubs where coke was always shoved at you because I looked like a rock star.
Let's fast forward...
I know the meaning of money through the rich and poor. I know and have experienced what people do for their money. I gave you a few examples that I have been through. I say a few because unfortunately I have seen other ways we will leave unspoken for.
I am sharing with you that I know it is hard to make money. I shine light to all of you who are not able to find a job. I shine love to the hard working housekeepers I work with who are paid shit but still can laugh. I shine energy to the ones who keep their head up high though they only get minimum wage. I shine life amongst those who continue to hold their pride and continue to pray for hope that they may be recognized for their hard work for once.
Lets be present for a moment. What would happen if you were diagnosed with cancer but were living on rice and beans or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches? That was all you could afford. You were down to your last dollar. No insurance, no credit cards, no savings, no family members or friends to support you. Nothing!!!! You were barely homeless. What would you choose to do? You have not many choices huh.....???? Surprisingly I hate to tell you but you are actually better off than the person who has all the money in the world.......
Well I understand completely with those who unfortunately end up with barely any money to put food in their mouth. Now first I want to make it clear I am not comparing myself to those who are unfortunate to have lost their home and their being with the latest storm. Nor the people in our country or other countries who have nothing at all. I have never been that broken. I just pray and send them all my love and light. But there have been two times in my life where I have struggled a little. I have never came from a rich family. I lived in an apartment until we needed to move out because my parents felt the neighborhood was not safe for their children to live in. Therefore I realize my parents must have struggled too back in the day. My sister and I loved our small apartment more than the house we moved into. We accepted where we lived and knew no better. That was the same familiar surrounding where we picked our berries off the trees.
The first time i have struggled with barely any money we will discuss in a later blog because it was linked to the moment I lost who I was. But the second time I ended up living on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for awhile. Later in life I learned peanut butter thrives on aflatoxin which is a mold that grows automatically on peanuts because they grow underground. I no longer eat peanut butter and have switched to almond butter or sunflower butter lol But that is besides the point. I just want you to understand that I know the feeling of having no money, ruining my credit for years and learning how to spend and calculate to the last dollar while developing anxiety.
When I was twenty I would hang out with my friend and her younger boyfriend by ten years who she had a child with and learn how to cook with barely no money at all. This was the first time I was educated on food stamps and section eight housing. She showed me the Spanish markets of Springfield MA isle by isle and I would learn how to make rice and beans cheap. Sofrito, cilantro, rice, black beans, Sazon Goya and Vienna sausages. Pair that dish with plantains and guacamole, hot sauce and I would eat a feast.
Now let's role through a couple years. I have experienced the other side of money too. Fancy dinners where you order the highest price item on the menu because your guest is showing off, VIP rooms in casinos, VIP concerts in many arenas, VIP in bar lounges where your friend was connected to the springfield head mafia member you disliked so much you threw your drink in his face one night, suites in high end hotels, trips to stamford CT where I was paid for my bartending shift to escort my manager and VIP rooms in strip clubs where coke was always shoved at you because I looked like a rock star.
Let's fast forward...
I know the meaning of money through the rich and poor. I know and have experienced what people do for their money. I gave you a few examples that I have been through. I say a few because unfortunately I have seen other ways we will leave unspoken for.
I am sharing with you that I know it is hard to make money. I shine light to all of you who are not able to find a job. I shine love to the hard working housekeepers I work with who are paid shit but still can laugh. I shine energy to the ones who keep their head up high though they only get minimum wage. I shine life amongst those who continue to hold their pride and continue to pray for hope that they may be recognized for their hard work for once.
Lets be present for a moment. What would happen if you were diagnosed with cancer but were living on rice and beans or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches? That was all you could afford. You were down to your last dollar. No insurance, no credit cards, no savings, no family members or friends to support you. Nothing!!!! You were barely homeless. What would you choose to do? You have not many choices huh.....???? Surprisingly I hate to tell you but you are actually better off than the person who has all the money in the world.......
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