This week launches a full week of money talk. I love talking about money. I love having money. I love saving money. I love spending money. I love giving money away. I can say a lot about my love story with money.
I remember I used to feel bad telling people I wanted to be a millionaire because I felt an immediate energy from them that they directed toward me. The energy was usually: shock, disgust, discomfort, anger, pity that I just didn’t understand what life was all about and judgement.
I grew up in a really religious community, and while they were so good and kind, there was always an underlying belief that money was good to have, better to give away, and that wanting too much of it meant you were destined for a life of living “of the world” and that it would corrupt your soul. I had to do some major mental shifts to finally shrug those beliefs off my shoulders and out of my life.
What were the beliefs around money in the community where you were growing up?