If Love Is My Truest Value, Why Not Money Too?

I’ve spent years untangling my relationship with money, and I’m still in it.

There’s a deep-seated fear I’ve carried. I still don’t fully understand where it came from. It didn’t just live in my mind. It showed up in my body. The moment conversations turned to finances, I would feel it. The tension. The dread. The urge to shut down.

It’s strange how something as practical as money can stir something so primal.

And then, one day, a question landed. Not gently, but like a lightning strike:

My ego bristled. It had all the arguments ready.
Money is separate.
Money is complicated.
Money is outside of me.
Love is sacred. Money isn’t.

But when I got still, the deeper truth became clear.

There is no separation.

We are of one mind, one field, one consciousness. I don't get to carve out exceptions just because something feels uncomfortable. I don't get to uphold love as a value and withhold it from the parts of life that scare me.

That’s not love. That’s avoidance disguised as discernment.

So I began, slowly and imperfectly, to show money love.

Not in a performative way. Not by pretending I had it all figured out.
But by staying with the fear.
By breathing through the old stories.
By choosing presence, even when my nervous system was screaming.

Because if love is my anchor, then it needs to touch everything.

Even the parts I was taught to fear. Especially those parts.

Choosing a value isn’t a branding exercise.
It’s not something you write on your website or scribble in a journal just once and call it done.

A value is a living, breathing alignment.

It’s a choice you make, again and again, in how you show up, speak, act, lead, and love.

When things get hard, it’s not the clever words that lead the way. It’s your values in action.

So when I say love is a value for me, I’m not claiming to have mastered it.

I’m saying I’m committed to it. In the small moments. In the messy ones. And especially in the places I once withheld it, like money.

Once I saw that love and money were not separate, I couldn’t unsee it.

It began to ripple out into other spaces where I had quietly been keeping love away.

Like power.
Like visibility.
Like anger.
Like conflict.
Like grief.

We often treat love like a selective guest. We allow it to stay in the tidy rooms of our lives. But not in the mess. Not in the charged spaces. Not in the places we were taught it doesn’t belong.

But love, as a value, is not sentimental.

It is presence.
It is inclusion.
It is truth.

If we are going to live in alignment with it, we have to stop keeping it out of the parts of life that feel uncomfortable.

That means asking:

To live love as a value is not about making everything pretty.
It’s about staying present, even in the hard places, with an open heart.

That is what makes love sacred.
Not the softness. The wholeness.

This is the work of She Who Knows.

She’s the part of you that doesn’t need to be fixed or proven.
She’s the quiet, steady truth that lives beneath fear and noise.
She already knows what’s true. She’s just waiting for you to return.

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