I've also been thinking about our economy in currencies other than money. There is a wealth of anger in our current society, which spends itself in acts of violence, bigotry, hate speech and intolerance. There is an abundance of self reliance, particularly here in New England where we pride ourselves on our ability to fend for ourselves, to take care of our own, to not need to rely on others for our well being. There is a treasure chest filled with costly "quick fixes" that promise to erase the lines on our faces, trim the fat from our bodies, or make us rich. If energy was our currency, we would be expending it more quickly than we can possibly recharge ourselves, leaving us overworked, tired, cranky and in a state of perpetual motion...unable or unwilling to stop.
What if love was our currency? What if we were spendthrifts..offering kind words, hugs, our understanding and a tithe of our hearts? Could the state of anger in our world decrease in proportion to the amount of love spent? Could we ease the anxiety of a neighbor who doesn't have "enough" by offering to share what we have? Could we forgo the quick fix and go broke sharing what we're blessed with? Could we love with no time to build up an endowment, trusting that love is infinite? Could we draw from the well of acceptance, knowing that the waters of judgement and intolerance will quench the thirst of a few, but the waters of justice flow freely and have no end?
What if love was our currency, and we understood the value of the words "you're enough", "I love you", "thank you" "I'm sorry", "God loves you", "you're worth it"? What if we valued love in action and encouraged completely irresponsible spending of it in proportion to income? What if we really lived by the vows we take in our lives? (How much of a wedding vow speaks to "possessions" and accumulation of material wealth? How much speaks to love?) What if we welcomed our children to this world wondering not if we could afford to send them to dance lessons and soccer and college; but if we could love them into the beings they came here to be? What if we escorted the dying from this world not with beeps and blips and insurance worries....but with appreciation and gratitude for their time here? What if, when we find ourselves in that place of fear of lack..we reminded ourselves and one another of how very wealthy we are?