How to ‘Get to the Other Side’
There is a classic manifestation teaching that says a great way to ensure that a desire comes to fruition is to act as if it already happened. Think, feel, and live as if it's already done. Put yourself on the other side.
I have always been fascinated by this teaching.
Sure, sure––this can easily be taken and used to abandon one's personal experience. Emotions that haven't been felt, energy that hasn't been cleared, and deeper pockets of pain and fear that haven't been engaged.
But, we can use quite literally anything––no matter how perceived good it might be––to abandon ourselves. (Even celery juice.)
Instead, what's really fascinated me is how whenever I find myself 'on the other side' of a money experience. I.e., some form of 'I didn't have money, and now I do'—one of the first things that illuminates my consciousness is the awareness that it's all a joke.
Money is a big-fat-absurd-wrathful-enlightened play.
When I arrive on the alleged other side, nothing is truly different in my physical reality other than a virtual account now shows a different number than it did less than 24 hours ago. And that itself is not even solely physical. It's a virtual number that might never come into tangible form.
Weird.
Last Winter, I had an elongated experience of difficulty, wrought with fear and pain, around money. Of course, money was just the instigator of pain that would somehow find its way up and out. I went deep into primal fears around survival, shame, and distrust.
Eventually, one night in bed, during a high fever, it all popped.
I heard a deep, primordial, Gregorian chant. I saw all of my (and many others) pain and fear around money collapse from an out-of-control, chaotic wavelength of energy into 0. Into nothing.
It's all a joke.
It's all a play.
All this pain and fear lived inside the vehicle of money until it didn't. Until it was just energy, without a vehicle, shedding its meaning, story, and emotion, moving down in frequency until it was just fear.
Then, the fear unraveled and decomposed back into its original building block––just energy. And that energy was a neutral building block that could become whatever it wanted… whatever I truly needed.
The opposite of fear. Trust. A reference point for trust was born and able to be installed.
After weeks in the underworld, this process began occurring rapidly and deeply.
As it integrated and reverberated upwards in range, the story and meaning awareness around money became what this whole thing truly is—a play.
A play that we made up and that we are all co-creating. A human-created currency that is utterly meaningless until we give it meaning.
And boy, have we given it meaning. We have given it so much meaning that we can no longer separate our fear and pain from it.
We see money or a specific money experience—a number in an account, a failed payment, an overdraft, an investment we're not happy with, a mistake made from not paying attention, the list goes on—and all we see, all we experience is fear and pain.
This has nothing to do with money.
When you get that the experiences you seek—safety, trust, abundance, love, adventure, freedom, intimacy, success—have nothing to do with money, you emancipate yourselves from one of the most extraordinary delusions on our planet.
And you are finally free to transform that which is yours to alchemize and join the play of money.
To me, this is ‘getting to the other side.’
Wow, all of a sudden, there's money, and it's not because I overrode an experience I was having but rather because…
I now know how to engage this experience to the point that it becomes free of money so that money—can be free.
There's more money, and I didn't have to pretend it was already here because I now get, it's always already here.
Anytime I'm not allowing that, it has nothing to do with money and everything to do with my vast personal and impersonal experience, rife with complexity, contradictions, and contrast. An experience I now see abandoning in the name of money is a fool's errand. Because my sincere engagement with it is part of the play.
And like any embodied 'performance' — it has the power to bring me right back to 0. In my emptiness, I have access to everythingness.
