The first time I went to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, I wandered into a theatre that was playing footage of Jackson Browne playing with Crosby, Stills and Nash. They were playing their song, The Pretender. The stereo system in that place is, of course, kick ass, and I was instantly swallowed whole by the most perfect blend of volume and all the little bass and treble buttons I know nothing about. It was the first time I heard that song. I began to cry.
I was struck by the poetic sadness in the grim reality of an every man’s life. The conscious abandonment of love and dreams, to embrace the financial stability of work and home ownership. It was too much for my little brain, and it all came spilling out.
I know. Nerd. Who cries about the idea of taking a day job in the wake of broken dreams? I do. I do.
But it got me thinking. Why don’t love and money go together? We all think it – we say things like “for love nor money” automatically – and it’s widely understood. We make contingency plans around what we love to do vs. what pays the bills. We admire and admonish people who marry for love, and people who marry for money. In this way of thinking, money is somehow “other.” It is an external pursuit and consumption-based behaviour that requires the leaving behind of our true selves.
People, that’s sad.
What if we could live a life that had both? What if our wealth were born of love? What if we believed that in order to be well, we had to be happy, and it would only follow afterwards, that in love and happiness our wealth would blossom? What if wealth were an internal spring, that gushed forth in the right temperament of our hearts?
Call us crazy, but we believe it. And we are on a mission to help you find your love-born money.