Makin Moves
if it doesn’t feel as natural as breathing
if you don’t live for this and only this
if it feels separate from who you are
instead of integral to
and an extension of
the core of your very being
if it feels impossible to do
instead of impossible not to do
then you still have deeper to go
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In a call the other day, the fellow was talking about not having a purpose aka a made-up concept to attach himself to.
You know, to give himself / his life some direction, some meaning, some much needed motivation.
Something he can create an identity around.
Something to make him feel more ‘like a man’.
Because being exactly who he is and following his natural movements on the daily isn’t enough.
There needs to be an add on.
Something quantifiable.
Something more / other than this.
I told him I don’t have a purpose.
He said it’s different for men.
I found that amusing.
Mostly because he just put us both in a separate category based solely on physicality (ignoring the energy aka the truth which would completely disprove his point if we really were talking about the masculine and feminine) to explain why I’m fine not having a purpose and he’s not.
It’s not because I’m a woman.
It’s because I’m not attached to bullshit.
Regardless of gender, regardless of conditioning based on gender, an illusion is still an illusion.
Purpose (or lack of), like self-worth (or lack of), like value (or lack of), like countless other things that aren’t actually real, is just a human-made concept to attach to and create a story around.
Something to hold on to, to point to as the reason you feel the way you do, or do the things you do you think you should do.
Something to avoid being the living truth.
Which comes with no labels.
No terms.
No concepts.
No thing.
Your ‘purpose’ is to BE yourself,
unobstructed,
if there had to be a thing.
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As long as you're settling for a less than true existence, you have yet to earn the 'riches' that you misperceive are missing.
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It's not: "How do I get the clients / make the money / overcome the addiction / heal the pain / resolve this health and / or relationship 'issue'?"
It's: "When will I stop saying YES to a NO? When will I stop supressing what's true? When will I make being the living truth my full-time job regardless of who or what is in front of me?"
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Why manage something you shouldn’t be fucking with at all?
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working with me is like being bathed in sunshine, sparkles and rainbows
while riding a unicorn in a parade of flying kitties
and simultaneously getting an upper cut, throat punch and / or kick to the gut
and if you’re really ready to rock and roll (on the very cusp of IT)
you’re also getting thrown off the unicorn
being submerged in water
and getting kissed on the forehead
when you decide to pop back up
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There’s no difference between giving and receiving money.
Between saving and spending money.
Between ‘high’ or ‘low’ numbers,
or how fast or slow money comes.
The only difference comes down to the vibe.
As you make every (non) money move.
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Our coordinates are always shifting.
We’re never in the same space twice.
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There are dynamics that flatline and die, and ones that remain clean and alive even when they’re not currently activated.
The ‘hot window’ is when the activation is boomin’.
The turn on is palpable.
Sparkles are everywhere.
And you just know the purest magic is right here, right now.
Then when the turn on shifts (as it’s meant to), that particular ‘hot window’ closes and reopens elsewhere, creating a string of hot window moments that make up your whole life.
The key is to keep moving as each window closes.
To not stay where things just shut down in the hopes that they’ll open back up again.
Maybe they will.
Maybe they won’t.
But the ‘next’ (current) hot window awaits.
And when the dynamic is clean and alive, the illusory gaps between ‘hot window’ moments in that particular dynamic can be spaced out over weeks, months and years, and never be diluted.
Shit’s still hot and bangin’ when your respective systems choose to play again.
Because time has no impact on a clean vibe.
It’s always just now.
Only in the world of matter do we measure time and personalize or try to ‘fix’ the ephemeral nature of those sparkles.
We point the finger at the other as if it was their system that botched up the vibe.
No.
Nothing got botched up.
What’s true is what’s true.
And truth is never personal.
If shit’s no longer activated between you and another, it’s because you both got exactly what was available to you through that particular hot window.
Your being extracted all the gold it could from that experience while it was alive.
Perfect.
No need to make you or the other wrong (or less),
or to make the whole thing a problem just because the scene is done.
The masterpiece is complete.
On to the next one.
And the next.
And the next.
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Last year a hottie made a comment to me about the low caliber of client that comes with charging low prices.
And she was really sold on this bullshit narrative because she was being charged, and was charging, a wild amount for ‘high-end’ coaching at the time.
Which in and of itself isn’t an issue.
I’m pointing to the idea that a certain price point yields a certain quality of person.
It doesn’t.
Energy leads.
Not money.
I worked with Sanna for a year and didn’t pay a dollar for it.
As if I was a low calibre client.
As if she wasn’t the best ‘mentor’ on the fucking planet despite not charging me a penny.
Nothing was reduced just because a dollar amount wasn’t attached and a dollar wasn’t exchanged.
But I digress.
A couple of weeks ago, the said hottie took me up on my $50 for 30 minute deal (a rare deal since I currently charge $750 USD for a 30 minute call).
I was delighted.
Obviously her narrative had changed, and we had a beautiful call unrelated to money.
Then last week, she asked to book a second call to talk specifically about money.
Because despite investing in and offering ‘high-end’ coaching, it hadn’t really panned out, her money was almost gone, and she was starting to freak the fuck out.
I asked how much remained.
The number was hella low.
And that number turned me on because of how low it was.
Because crunch time means truth time so let’s fucking GO.
Let’s get to the guts of what was avoided when she spent and made those big dollars while by-passing the absolute truth.
Because if the investment and the sales were sourced from that (meaning there was no matter whatsoever), she wouldn’t be freaked out by this low number and she wouldn’t fear what may or may not come from this point on.
She’d also see that the anxiety isn’t from a dwindling bank account at all.
It was always there.
Reliant on, and in response to, illusory external security (and lack thereof) since the internal still lacks the stability required to feel secure regardless of externals.
Now it’s just being highlighted.
Damn, I love the crunch.
Because despite appearances, the crunch doesn’t create anything that wasn’t already there.
It just just shows you exactly where you’re at.
What you’re REALLY working with.
And how easily you can be moved.
And that you still have work to do.
Because if you’ve been using money or another as the buffer between you and YOU, you’re gonna come face to face with that in the absence of the money or the other.
Good.
Now we’re actually getting somewhere.
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In a call yesterday, the fella was talking about high ticket coaches and the idea that he needed to invest in them to make those big dollars himself.
I said there’s no A to B connection.
If you’re investing in someone to make money or to ‘get’ anything, it’s not a clean move.
Sure it can ‘work’ for a while.
You might land some big ass sales.
But as long as there’s an ulterior motive, those dollars are counterfeit aka not pure which means you’ll still end up exactly where you were until you’re ready to strip everything that led you to chasing the money in the first place.
The idea of paying someone for a future something you think you don’t already have, has got to go.
Pay someone because it feels hot as fuck to play with them.
That’s it.
Not for the thing.
Not for some illusory outcome you’re banking on to get your money’s worth.
Only for the experience you can’t get anywhere else with anyone else because your being just told you so.
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There is no last piece.
No final frontier.
No specific area(s) you need to work out once and for all and then you’ll be good to go for the rest of your life.
Nope.
The game has no end.
You’ll never be done.
And the work remains the same.
You’re just playing with matter and its inevitable dissolution.
Regardless of the content or density.
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No amount of movement (or lack of movement) in the physical can override or compensate for the instability in your system.
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The only thing that's 'earned' is the state you experience from the work you do to keep that inner non-space pristine.
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“Once I…” is sourced from a lie.
It’s now or not at all.
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When there is a big, fat NO in my system that I didn’t catch right away, I feel sick in my throat.
It feels like dread.
It feels heavy and icky in my gut.
Things feel serious, tight, restricted.
And that dense feeling eclipses everything else until I figure out where the NO must be applied and how.
It doesn’t matter that I missed / ignored it the first time or how long I kept missing / ignoring my NO.
It doesn’t even matter who or what or why.
There’s a NO in my brilliant system and to keep saying YES to it would be a lie.
That sick feeling is proof that I missed / ignored it and kept missing / ignoring it or else it couldn’t have gotten to the point of full blown dread.
Who cares.
New moment.
New move.
Let’s rock.
When there is an edge in my system, I also feel sick.
Nauseous.
Hella nervous.
Like I’m at the top of a rollercoaster about to go down.
But there is no heaviness.
No dread.
No lump in my throat at all.
Nothing feels icky.
It feels exhilarating.
Fascinating.
Fun and light and limitless.
Yummy and also terrifying.
It’s not knowing what the fuck is gonna happen but being so willing to take this wild ride just because it’s true, and to let my fear stop me would be a lie.
And so…
A true NO is telling me to stop.
A true edge is telling me to go.
That’s how I tell the difference.
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