The Simple Truth You Need to Know about Beliefs
without piling some new-age stuff about limiting beliefs …
“If you have money it will be taken away from you.”
I was shocked to hear this voice. But I knew immediately that it came from my mother.
My first reaction was: “No way! That’s stupid. Non-sense.” But I’m also well-versed enough in the dance of the inner world’s movement to know I shouldn’t cancel that voice out like that.
My ego doesn’t like to see inherited voices whispering in dark corners at the back of the stage. But the wiser part of my being knows how to deal with that.
We were doing an exercise with my business coach as part of his pre-workshop for the business model course we’ll be starting next week. We were looking at providing a new architecture for my business to accommodate the expansion of my business.
The exercise began by revealing the foundations of the inner world.
How can we grow anything in life if the inner foundations of our beliefs are made of rusty old chains, ancient fears and worn out designs?!
My mother stole money from the family for years. I learned about it one morning when I was 16. Waking up to an eerily silent house, it wasn't difficult to notice in our two-room house that my mum’s bed was empty, the beddings untouched.
She had had a mental crisis, or perhaps her conscious part was catching up with the fact she had stolen a huge amount of money from us. And now, the night before my grandparents were due to arrive in Israel to visit us, she didn‘t want to be exposed. She panicked.
I was the teenager, but it was my mother who ran away from home.
I was left to take care of my younger sister. At the end of the summer holiday, after my grandparents had returned to Switzerland, my sister and I were tossed between different family members who didn’t really want us.
And as if that was not enough, my mother sneaked back at some point just to sell the house. She took the money from the sale abroad and blew it all.
The trauma of being torn from by my mother—however sick she was—from my home—however small it was—from my childhood photo albums, clothes and every single object I had—however little that was—shaped the way I looked at money, felt about money, treated money.
A belief has roots in the events of your life but the direction they’ll grow in and what they’ll turn into is mostly not straightforward.
Often we’re the last ones to notice the limiting beliefs and the way they manage our behaviours
Years later I made my own wealth but couldn’t hold on to it. There were always ways to blow the money.
Did I make the connection? No.
More years later I inherited money from my grandparents and couldn’t hold on to it. Did I know that there was something hidden in me driving me to blow it all? Not really, though by that time I had some handle on the inner being.
If we could have believed whatever we wanted we would all have been by now flying unicorns with millions in the bank. But beliefs are not new-age affirmations you can repeat every morning and turn into reality.
We cannot not have beliefs but we can learn to see those that limit our emotional body, those that keep us attached to past narratives and learn how to undo them. It’s the most delicate, profound and exciting inner work I know.
The result of the years of inner house cleaning is the ability to see those beliefs much more quickly, have the tools to dissolve their presence and hold on to the beliefs that create your own life‘s choreography.
To flesh out your beliefs you need three tools:
a walking stick