Why I’m a whole lot richer than Donald Trump
“Molecules obey your thoughts, you know.”–Carlos Santana
I didn’t make Forbes’ list of billionaires this year. Doubtful, I’ll make it next year either. But I do know a secret that makes me deserving of the list.
I know with complete certainty that the world is limitless, abundant and strangely-accommodating. I also know that anything I could ever need or want is as easy to manifest as plugging in the toaster.
This Thursday, for example, I’m flying to Florida to hang out with Anita Moorjani, Bruce Lipton, Nick Ortner, Mike Dooley and lots of other inspiring peeps. Next month, I’m flying to Japan to visit Tokyo and Kyoto and to speak to 2000 young Japanese at the Universal Share Project. I can guarantee we will uplift the planet.
Those billionaires? I doubt they could spare the time.
In fact, the only difference between me and “The Donald” is I choose not to carry my riches around. It’s comforting to know that anything I could ever want to do is available to me, but why flaunt it or drag around a bunch of material baggage?
In fact, I’d like to argue that amassing $7 billion, the dollar amount Trump claims to be worth, is not that different than hoarding old newspapers, leaky buckets and all the other junk collecting in the homes of the dysfunctional folks we watch on the A&E show, “Hoarders.”
No, my role model is Peace Pilgrim who, when she was very young, made an important discovery: “Making money is easy.”
Which is why she could give up her earthly possessions and walk around the world with nothing but the clothes on her back. As she said about her 28-year-old journey, “Life is full. Life is good. I have a feeling of always being surrounded by all of the good things, like love and peace and joy. It’s like a protective surrounding.”
That’s all anyone really needs. To know with sure conviction that “the world is limitless, abundant and strangely accommodating.”
It’s not the “stuff” you want. Jesus could never have brought Lazarus back to life and multiplied all those fishes and loaves if he’d been preoccupied by the desire for a beachside residence.
That said, I do not want to make you feel guilty for wanting a big home in Malibu. There is not one thing wrong with a big home in Malibu. Or anything else you want. Want it. Walk toward it with all your heart and might. Just know that there are higher rungs. And know that most people hoard material things out of fear. And fear, after all, is what we’re attempting to move away from.
Pam Grout is the author of 17 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the recently-released sequel, E-Cubed, 9 More Experiments that Prove Mirth, Magic and Merriment is your Full-time Gig.