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oohhhh you made me all happily teary-eyed! now it's my time to cry over $2! :) (nt)Posted by Alissa on November 5, 2001 at 15:08:10: In reply to: Re: Crafty trevails and successes posted by Maureen on November 5, 2001 at 08:36:05: : Hi Alissa,: : Thanks for taking us there. You captured so well the energy and joy : of little girls. Sounds like you were having a ball while being : tried to no end. Those little girls really liked you and will : remember their time with you waaaay after the henna design fades : away. And the lesson they learned when you gave back the : $2.00...well, I think will benefit a lot of other people as those : little girls grow up and pass it on...now that truly does ROCK!!! : : When I was 16 years old and working my first job a very dear friend : and wise woman who owned the store I worked in taught me two things : when she handed me my first paycheck: 1) That I was going to in some : way lose 5 to 10 percent of that money. I would overpay for : something...be fined for an overdue book at the library that I knew I : returned...or loan money to someone who would never repay it. And : she said, "You will resent it and begin to give too much power and : consideration to money"; and 2)That because I was blessed enough to : be in the position to have money...no matter how much or how : little...that I was now obliged to willingly give some of that to : someone else. And in that I would truly understand the nature and : place of money. That all money that came into my hands was not mine : to keep. That it would get out of my hands in one of two ways...one : I controlled and the other seemingly always out of my control. But : the point being that either way, that was money not mine to : keep...just money routed through me on its way to where it belonged. : I can not tell you when that lesson really sank all the way in and : became part of my habitual behavior. It wasn't that day because : within two days all my little money was gone and I could not account : for where half of it went. I had to borrow money from my father and : never paid it back...the personification of that money of his that : got away or perhaps just the cause he contributed to...LOL!!! But at : some point her words did sink in and I discovered that every dime I : don't resent having gone through me without my having had the : opportunity to squeeze every bit of enjoyment out of it...and every : dime I can contribute to some cause other than my own, is replaced by : a quarter I do not earn/did not expect/did nothing to deserve. Money : is just the conduit for all the collateral emotional and physical : stuff...I think that is what she taught me. Can you imagine how much : that $2.00 is worth today? You are rich...and your richness flows : through you like your milk to Zane. You nurtured more than your own : baby today. I love the people henna draws to her! : : Maureen
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