Mo’ Money, Mo’ Paying Attention…

An interesting thing happened this morning. I had a pre-interview for a potential new job. You know, the phone call where they try to discern if they should even bring you in for an interview by ruling you out as an axe murderer and in as someone that can string together two coherent sentences. A pre-interview. I faltered a little at first but quickly gained my footing and after covering the logistical basics of the position, I was asked if I had any questions. Yes, I did have questions. I wanted to know about my potential new colleagues, the flow of work, and the pay scale. Yup. I asked about the money in the pre-interview. This should not be interesting, surprising or noteworthy but unfortunately, for me, it is. I’ve applied for jobs not knowing the salary and have even left interviews (for jobs that I wanted!) without discussing the pay. What?! I know. There’s been a noticeable lack of “Show me the money!” thinking in my life. In the past, my tendency has incorrectly been to associate money with greed and shallowness. Like a good liberal feminist, I’ve operated from the place of: If I do what I love, the money will follow. I still think this is partially true. However, I’m reading more lately about budgeting, finances etc. and realizing that I’ve been negligent in giving $$$ it’s proper place.

“Make money a CENTRAL priority. This has nothing to do with greed and consumption, and everything to do with life force and power. In their right place, priorities do not consume, they enhance. This isn’t about fixating on money or hinging your self-worth on your hedge fund. IT’S ABOUT FOCUSING ON CREATING FREEDOM.”-Danielle La Porte

Boom. Duh! Right, of course. I’ve decided to commit to being more attentive to money- my money and “money” in the most general sense (who makes it, how people are spending it and why etc). I’m realizing its value as I make a career transition (read: leaving a job with a secure pay check) and move towards something more financially ambiguous. This is not about holding on too tight, hoarding or clinging to money. Ideas of scarcity, fear or anxiety around money won’t serve anyone. Thankfully, I’ve always naturally come more from a place of abundance, ease and generosity with money- despite the balance reflected in my bank account. This next step is about balancing these beliefs while honoring the power, and more accurately, the freedom, I can get from giving finances their due place at the table.

Next week: Photos from my long weekend in Chicago…which begins in a few hours. So excited!  Have a great weekend everyone!

 

Here comes the sun…

coffee

 

I have been meaning to post about this because it is exciting. Exciting in an understated, quietly lovely way.

I have changed my morning routing.

I should preface this all by saying that I’m not a morning person by nature. I’d be one if I could. Most weekdays I hit the snooze button several times until I get a hazy memory of being employed. Then I quickly jump out of bed and rush around my apartment in a flurry. I’m typically making it to work just in time for my morning meetings.

The rushing wasn’t working for me. I’ve also seen a lot  of articles lately focusing on the negative impact of being so connected to our phones. I realized most mornings I’d wake up, end up having my phone nearby and then checking email or Facebook from bed.

The more I thought about it; this wasn’t how I wanted to start each day. Other focused and staring at a tiny glowing screen that is giving me a TON of (mostly useless) information before my feet even hit the floor. This habit, combined with the morning rushing, brought a scattered and unfocused energy to my morning.

So, I started having a more intentional morning routine a few months ago. It’s slowly becoming a habit.

Here’s what I do:

I wake up and make a point to be still for a few moments. Just to notice things and breathe. Maybe I remember a dream from the previous night or tune in to how my body feels. I take a quiet moment to offer up some thoughts of gratitude for waking up and for the day ahead. Simple and slow.

Then I journal. I write longhand for at least three pages. I like to journal but can fall in and out of the habit. I find that journaling daily keeps me honest. There’s nothing to avoid or skim over. There’s no “I don’t feel like writing today.” I just write. Daily. The good and the challenging- the deliciousness of everything in my life. It all gets captured. Studies show that writing longhand is good for your brain, focus, and learning. Mostly, I just find it soothing and meditative. Making time in the morning to be alone with my thoughts changes the tone of my day. It feels like I’ve carved out some sacred time. Like I’ve given myself a little gift every morning with this new ritual.

Lastly, I’ve been getting dressed to a new playlist. I love it and gets me moving before work. There’s nothing like  waking up with a dance party.

Even if I can’t always do all of these things, if I at least do one or two of them, I start the day more centered and grounded.

Here’s a new favorite from the morning playlist. I dare you not to dance.