The Cost of Being Agreeable

The Cost of Being Agreeable


We learn to articulate our personal power by saying no.

Feeling my desire to be agreeable, and my fear of rejection, I say no anyway. I learn to be more me.

There is wonder in the myriad of consequences created by responding negatively to requests. There is magic in how life moves forward, without interruption. “No” proves to be less important than we think it is.

Our agreeableness is not that valuable. Assertive and at ease, when I can say no with freedom, I can say yes with utmost certainty, sincerity, and enthusiasm. This is the space I desire to be.

Yes almost always has a cost. I can feel good paying it when I know my reasons are rooted in what I value and appreciate. I can no longer be agreeable for agreeable’s sake. The price is one I’m no longer willing to pay.

photo credit: Martin Howard

Blinded By The Light

Blinded By The Light

photo credit: Craig Sunter

There’s a problem with abundance. In living with it—and amongst it—there’s a risk I will stop seeing it as a thing of beauty—and the gift that it is.

The very real risk with abundance is I’ll take it for granted—either by expecting it to always be there, and/or by not acknowledging its presence fully in my life. Either approach spoils my appreciation of it.

The very real gift of abundance is in learning to receive it fully, it stretches me. For to fully honour it, I must acknowledge how fortunate I am, by remaining thankful for my life amongst the pain of it. Being present to this gratitude, my abundance can not be spoiled. I will not become blind to it’s presence.

My world is abundant for a reason. It is here to expand me. For it to do anything else, like spoil me, is my choice alone. Money (and other forms of wealth) simply do not have that power over me (or anyone else), and never have. It is I that gives my power to them.

I always have a choice in how I acknowledge the abundance of my world. In the end, what truly grows the wealth of my world, is my desire to become more skillfully aware of how I choose to receive abundance—and how I choose to give it.

photo credit: Craig Sunter

Playing With Plenty

Playing With Plenty


It’s taken me a while to see it. And how it limits me.

I’ve always wanted exactly what I need. Nothing more.

I didn’t necessarily get enough as a child, despite their being lots around, and getting exactly what I needed seemed like a decent (and perhaps lofty) enough goal.

Exactly what I needed. Nothing more.

Love. Money. It didn’t matter. Never too much. Only what I needed. Never more than I needed.

Or thought I needed.

I wanted what was sufficient, not ample. Nothing extra. Just enough.

Plenty of Love, Plenty of Money

But here’s the thing. What I actually need is to have more than what I need. What I need is to have plenty. To be ample.

Ample in money, ample in love. I need to swim in it. I need to flow with it.

To accept anything less than plenty is to deny my true wealth. To want exactly enough is me restricting it.

To be truly wise with money and with love, I must learn to receive them with grace.

Supporting the Flow

I’ve been playing with plenty and how I can support this flow of expression and energy in reaching me — and how I can be more conscious of when I am restricting it.

This led me to my relationship with Rise of the Innerpreneur, and how I receive from it. And by playing with plenty I saw that there was more space for it within the value I create here.

In light of this, you now have more options for expressing the value you receive from Rise of the Innerpreneur.

As always, you have the option to share your love with your words by writing me. And now you have the option to share your love with a value payment.

I’ve created an option on ROTI for you to make a single Pay What It’s Worth payment if you feel moved to express to the value you receive, and for loyal readers, I’ve also created a Pay What It’s Worth monthly subscription option.

I look forward to playing with plenty with you.

photo credit: francescobellu

inspiration credits: Brain Pickings by Maria Popova (got me thinking about reader giving), Wild Money by Luna Jaffe (got me thinking about needing more than enough)