Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Pennies of Prosperity Consciousness

                "11, 12, 13, 14…"  I sifted through my change purse, which was getting heavy with pennies.  I pulled out exact change for my lunch, handing a few singles and this fist full of change over to the drive-thru attendee while at the same time, mumbling an apology.  "Sorry for all the pennies…"  As I drove away, I realized that this wasn't the first time that I had said that to someone.  In fact, I'm pretty sure I do it almost every time.  "Sorry for the pennies." 


                Why am I apologizing?  Aren't pennies legal currency?  Don't 50 of them have the same purchasing power as two shiny silver quarters, which will pay my toll on 400 to Inner Quest? I don't apologize for quarters, so why pennies?  Hm.                 


                A penny is the smallest value coin, but there is power of attainment in it nonetheless.  Somewhere along the way though, I started seeing them as an embarrassing sign of poverty or lack. Huh?  I realized that I had been judging the penny as "less than", even though it too is a tool to get what I want.  Come to think of it… a penny, however humble, is just like the little efforts we make in our lives to manifest the desires of our heart.  Then it hit me that I have been judging my small efforts too!                 


-Going for a walk ("but it's not a long walk, which is what I really should be doing")…               

-Meditate for 10 minutes ("but I should be meditating for an hour")…               

-Losing a pound ("but it should have been two pounds")…               

-Showing up for God on a Sunday ("but I really should be going on Tuesdays too)…                


              In the face of my over-arching life goals, these efforts can seem like only drops in the bucket. Spirit nudged me to flip the coin of my perspective!  Small efforts over time can equal big results, and they should not be discounted!  After all, we have to start somewhere… Step by step, minute by minute, pound by pound, Sunday by Sunday, we get to where we want to be.  I shouldn't judge those small efforts as less than perfectly enough.  I am perfectly enough.  Just like those pennies were perfectly enough to buy my lunch that day.

Love and blessings,

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