Money amplifies your art.

“Entrepreneurship is just so risky, unstable and HARD.”

“There’s just NO AUDIENCE for the kind of art I want to make.”

“Believe me, I’ve tried. That’s JUST THE WAY IT IS, in my industry.”

Excuse me while I throw a textual tantrum. AAAARHGHHGGH#$Y%%&&*(*)&&)*%)!!!!

(Sll done.)

Good grief, chief! How many times have you heard these self-fulfilling declarations bandied about, by crushed friends & colleagues? How many times have you uttered somesuch nonesense yourself?

How is it — in these extraordinary times, with infinite role models crossing genres, defying conventional logic, and turning art into cash with unprecedented ease — that we’re still rutting about in these ridiculous notions — like scarcity junkies, lookin’ for a fix?

I am reminded of a lesson, by the Indian mystic Osho:

“If you are happy and you have money, you will become more happy. If you are unhappy and you have money, you will become more unhappy because what will you do with your money?”

What, indeed?

To carry it home:

Money cradles and energizes who you already are.
If you are artful, money will amplify your art.
If you are adventurous, money will give you new ways to be bold.
If you are kind, money will stretch your compassion to the ends of the earth.
If you are playful, money is a playground you hold in your pocket.
If you are romantic, money can bolster your expressions of love.
If you are optimistic, money will show you a world of potential.

Repeat after me:

I am unspeakably affluent —
rich with ideas, with resources, with love.

There’s so little I need to consume —
and infinite ways to contribute.

I can be a philanthropist, without spending a dime.

I can raise my own brilliance barometer simply by charging what I’m actually worth.

When money is scarce, I do not panic.
I devote myself tenfold to my ART —
I ground myself in service.
I become impossible to ignore.
I tell the world who I am
And money is drawn to my intrinsic richness.
Like gravity. Like providence. Like fate.

I am made of shattered stars.
I am elegance, embodied.
Money mirrors my ambition —
It is not my definition.