Love and Money

Love and Money are twin sisters.  Money has so many negative and positive connotations it is widely either thought of as the path to infinite joy or the root of all evil.  Love has the same scandalous background.  Love is thought of as the purest feeling of elation and the most devastating feeling of ruin.  When you think of it, though, it's not love that hurts us, it's the thought of lack of love.     

I'm raising four beautiful children.  I have given them my whole heart.  It might not have always been THE best but it was MY best for sure.   I have failed and my heart has been broken many times but the sense of love, pride, satisfaction, and pure joy is incomparable.  The other aspects of my life, I've guarded.  My love life, my jobs, and my aspirations,  I didn't want to be the one to be made a fool of.  I had the thought pattern that to give something my all would literally take it all and I wanted to save that for the kids.  I also thought that giving love meant sacrificing my love for someone else's , like actually giving yourself away.

So, as I've had to say a lot lately, boy was I wrong!  The supply of love is infinite.  No really, stay with me here.  It is possible to love everything you want to with your whole heart.  By some magical force the more that I love, the more love I have.  On my path I've given and pulled back a few times and I felt the amount of love shrink as I pulled back.  The more love I pour out, the more love I am able to feel, it's like I opened the jail cell around my heart so not only was I keeping my love in, but I wasn't allowing other love to enter.  The more I love others the more I love myself.  It doesn't make sense; we are used to living in a state of not enough.  Not enough food, not enough money, not enough love.  Once we change that programming to there is plenty.  Then, BOOM,  there it all is, it was there all along, we just couldn't see it

Love and money can be used to build or destroy.  When you choose to use yours to build, it is infinite.  To give yours away when you notice it is needed is how you build.  To protect yours for fear of running out is how we destroy it.  How does it make you feel when you think of not having enough money?  Well, for me it hurts in my stomach and begins to build and flow to other places until all I can think of is my lack of money and do you know what happens?  I end up not having enough money.  Now, this is hard when you are so used to the latter.  Imagine that you always have enough money.  Imagine that you always have a full tank of gas, that when you want to take a class you have plenty of money to pay for it and that you go to the grocery store and gather all of the things that you need knowing that you will have enough.  If you can truly imagine it, it feels fantastic.  The same thought process is true of love.  When you start to feel as if your parent is loving your sibling more, you get jealous because you feel as if there is not enough for you.  Even the thought of someone that we love loving someone else more is destructive.  It all starts with your thoughts. You might be thinking "what if they do, though?".  How would you ever truly be able to know what someone else's true feelings are?  It's impossible.  You only have control of your thoughts.  I would much rather sit with the thought that my dad loves me with all of his heart than he loves my brother more.  It's the thought that makes it real.  Change your thoughts, change your life.

What I am trying to do here is just put the idea of the possibility in your head.  If you can just toss the idea around and see if it settles somewhere, you might feel a "what do I have to lose?" and decide that it's time.  It's time to let it go.  Let go of the thought of getting mine because there is not enough.  Let go of competition .  Let go of what other people will think, of looking like a fool.   I am overflowing with love.  I want you to feel the fountain that runs forever and strong.  Love and money are energy and their flow is in unison with my thoughts.

Love and Light

Mama Vietti

Cecily Vietti