The music is Dream of the Brave, by esoundtrax at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onmJtJevGRA
Think about it for a moment. How many holders of currency do you know who can be described as rich?
And yet they will be.
The meek are about to inherit the Earth.
And when they do, it could be heady stuff.
The feelings that may arise are, I think, what Odysseus, lashing himself to the mast, was supposed to demonstrate – in our case, resisting the siren song of wealth.
Suddenly having power (listening to the siren’s song) could go to a person’s head (they go crazy).
We’ll suddenly inherit the Earth and then what? Go crazy?
I expect suddenly inheriting my few acres of soil to set off a super-volcano, like what happened in 1986.
That’s when two sides of me who had never met simultaneously arose in the face of my then girlfriend’s comment that I had the profile of an abused child.
I raged and spewed lava for one or more weeks when I realized what had happened. after that first meeting. I was now aware that I had been dissociated. And I was angry that it ever should have happened. (1)
I think the onset of sudden wealth could quite possibly be as jolting. My siren song of wealth might be: I can say buggar off to anybody I want now. I’m my own boss. I can do whatever I like.
Perhaps in recognition of that, Michael has asked me to quarantine myself for a week (after taking care of my financial obligations). Do nothing. Buy nothing. Let the magnitude of what has just happened sink in.
I add to that: If you’re toxic, be toxic on your own somewhere! Own it. Eat it. Digest it. And let it go. But do it away from other people. Less to regret later.
Several times in my life, my insides have exploded. I’m actually complete now with the experience of shattering inside. I don’t need another.
And if I relax my dharma, my code of honor after the Reval because I’m wealthy, I’ll create such cognitive dissonance for myself that I couldn’t continue in the work I do.
I need to handle sudden wealth carefully. Lie low. Meditate. Walk slowly in nature, etc. Be in solitude and quietude. Turn the cellphone off. Be with myself and the memories that arise.
It’s going to be as essential for me as it was for Odysseus to lash myself to the mast and resist the siren’s song of wealth.
Following my own advice, (2) experience the barriers to clarity and resolution through to completion and trust that what remains on the other side of letting it go is innocence and purity.
Weather the storm! Lash yourself to the mast. I need some inspiring music to set the mood here:
Footnotes
(1) My Dad yelled at me from close to my face and I shattered.
(2) See “How to Handle Unwanted Feelings: The Upset Clearing Process,” December 29, 2018, at http://goldenageofgaia.com/2018/12/29/how-to-handle-unwanted-feelings-the-upset-clearing-process-2/