What happens when even the sacred gets pulled into the marketplace?This isn't just a critique. It's a call. A quiet invocation of new archetypes we desperately need now. It’s about remembering that we made this world—and we can dream, and build, another.
I agree with all of this, AND - in this 3D Matrix that we are all still consenting to, money is necessary. It's a tricky, tricky tightrope. I am desperately working towards self-sufficiency, which means I have to charge something for the exchange of energy in my own thing. Also, what I have found is that, because money is our chosen form of energy exchange, without investment, those I coach tend to not respond. If it doesn't cost something, it generally isn't worth anything. The .03% that get it, that see through the illusion, aren't enough to dissolve the Matrix. Happy tightrope walking, friend. Happy waking the 99.97%.
Hey Hannah—what a week it’s been! I’ve been meaning to reply sooner, but I didn’t want your thoughtful comment to get lost in the shuffle.
I really appreciate what you shared. You’re absolutely right—it is a tricky tightrope. I fully agree that money is still the primary energy exchange, and that investment often is what signals commitment. I’ve seen that too—modalities offered for free are often undervalued, or treated casually, even when the offering itself is deep and transformative.
I love that you perceive we’re all still navigating within the system while sensing there’s something beyond it. Happy tightrope walking to you too!
Thanks for the reply, friend! I totally get the what a week phenomenon...and it's only Monday...
TBH, I spend most of my unoccupied hours deeply pondering this existence of ours, sometimes to the point where I question my sanity. It's so much simpler to stay asleep. As Cypher said in "The Matrix" while gobbling down his virtual steak, "Ignorance is bliss." But I'm not Cypher...and I can't unsee what I've seen. Once the curtain was pulled back and the wizard exposed, nothing was the same for me. The big Monopoly board and the eager players tucking their multi-colored bills under that board, hitting up the banker as they go around and around and around...it makes my heart hurt. I love that I seem to have found someone - another human, that is, and not my own mental chatter - that gets it.
Hannah, your words really land. This journey, this waking up, takes such deep courage. I admire everyone who’s walking it, lifting the veils, peeking behind the curtain, and bravely choosing to not look away. Because once you’ve seen, you can’t unsee. And even though the truth can break your heart, it also breaks it open.
For me, the path kept going—into a kind of nondual idealism. A different angle of awakening, but just as irreversible. It was disorienting at first, then deeply liberating. Like reality cracked open just enough to reveal something impossibly vast and intimate at the same time.
I’m grateful for all of it. Even the ache. Even the wonder. This strange and miraculous thing we call life... it humbles me more every day. And I’m grateful to meet fellow travelers who get it, who feel it too
I agree with all of this, AND - in this 3D Matrix that we are all still consenting to, money is necessary. It's a tricky, tricky tightrope. I am desperately working towards self-sufficiency, which means I have to charge something for the exchange of energy in my own thing. Also, what I have found is that, because money is our chosen form of energy exchange, without investment, those I coach tend to not respond. If it doesn't cost something, it generally isn't worth anything. The .03% that get it, that see through the illusion, aren't enough to dissolve the Matrix. Happy tightrope walking, friend. Happy waking the 99.97%.
Hey Hannah—what a week it’s been! I’ve been meaning to reply sooner, but I didn’t want your thoughtful comment to get lost in the shuffle.
I really appreciate what you shared. You’re absolutely right—it is a tricky tightrope. I fully agree that money is still the primary energy exchange, and that investment often is what signals commitment. I’ve seen that too—modalities offered for free are often undervalued, or treated casually, even when the offering itself is deep and transformative.
I love that you perceive we’re all still navigating within the system while sensing there’s something beyond it. Happy tightrope walking to you too!
Thanks for the reply, friend! I totally get the what a week phenomenon...and it's only Monday...
TBH, I spend most of my unoccupied hours deeply pondering this existence of ours, sometimes to the point where I question my sanity. It's so much simpler to stay asleep. As Cypher said in "The Matrix" while gobbling down his virtual steak, "Ignorance is bliss." But I'm not Cypher...and I can't unsee what I've seen. Once the curtain was pulled back and the wizard exposed, nothing was the same for me. The big Monopoly board and the eager players tucking their multi-colored bills under that board, hitting up the banker as they go around and around and around...it makes my heart hurt. I love that I seem to have found someone - another human, that is, and not my own mental chatter - that gets it.
Hannah, your words really land. This journey, this waking up, takes such deep courage. I admire everyone who’s walking it, lifting the veils, peeking behind the curtain, and bravely choosing to not look away. Because once you’ve seen, you can’t unsee. And even though the truth can break your heart, it also breaks it open.
For me, the path kept going—into a kind of nondual idealism. A different angle of awakening, but just as irreversible. It was disorienting at first, then deeply liberating. Like reality cracked open just enough to reveal something impossibly vast and intimate at the same time.
I’m grateful for all of it. Even the ache. Even the wonder. This strange and miraculous thing we call life... it humbles me more every day. And I’m grateful to meet fellow travelers who get it, who feel it too
The ache…oh, THE ACHE. And the wonder. Some days they are not in balance.