I feel sad about these women.
I wouldn’t cry a single tear for them, they find they have a glorious life.
Mainly flying business class and making at least a million a year, talking in podcasts and on the cover of some magazines.
It feels empty inside to me.
That this is what they talk about, better to say that this is what they promote and what a great life it is they are having.
It was making me angry at first, because this has nothing to do with feminism, lifting others of the same kind.
It is just to say, look how great I am doing, this is a life you can be living.
Join my free masterclass.
Well, no thanks.
But I have to say I did join some of these classes.
It is a little trick, because most of the people who join that class for free, will buy a package.
This is where the money comes in.
Although it says free, that isn’t the case. It is a way of crossing boundaries.
Because this freedom is the time they take. Your time.
You are listening to them. Speaking in a way you believe it. Talking numbers and more things.
They speak about that you don’t allow yourself to earn so much money and other blocks they speak about. Just a tip of the iceberg.
They might be right, but the way they are selling it. It doesn’t feel nice. It doesn’t hit that spot that I actually am. However, perhaps for some they are.
I am just different. It isn’t a wall, but a protect mechanism. That is has to come from the right place, to change my system. I’d rather take my time to investigate what and how they do things.
Spend my money where I feel it is appropiate. In my healing process for example that costed me a little while. That makes me rich in my being, because I know how to spend a penny, instead of knowing the words to speak to earn a million.
What I am trying to say is that there is always money for us to spend. The “smart ones”, know just this.
I remember smoking cigarettes a package a day. It is an inner conviction that is making me buy and spend. The same as with some of these masterclasses. That is the money they are making. But what they lack off, is understanding that it is about healing and patience.
That is what feminism is truly about. About growth and waiting.
Untill that moment comes, where everything feels right and you are not confronted about something you are, or not. Because good things take time.
That you are in a space where you feel bad about yourself, because you didn’t buy that program, where your intuition was telling you to not do that. When it comes to a glorious lifestyle, having a business or making a million.
I believe when it comes to that, it should be about love, instead of anything else.