Beggar’s Belief

For most of my life I’ve been surrounded, miraculously, by incredibly generous family, friends, colleagues, teachers and unforgettable angelic strangers. It is extraordinary to me to observe people’s choices to be givers or takers. One human energy field radiates and expands and the other sucks and contracts. I can only imagine that the ‘taker’ is a teacher offering free lessons in what ‘lack’ looks like.

In business, I strive to practice generosity by giving more than I promise, …to give without expectation, to create joy and surprise, to promote the spirit of goodwill and of course I give to promote my art. I want people to feel good. It hurts when I see meanness in the world. Food vendors that skimp on portions, fragrances that have become insipid and less-than, expensive clothing that falls apart after one or two washes, suppliers that …. don’t supply.

When you really really love something as much as I love perfume, then it follows that you just want to share it. As an artisan, when you create a fragrance that works for you, you want to know how others feel about it too. Making perfume for me, has never been about ‘going into business’ with a plan to make a financial ‘killing’. If people liked and even loved what I’d made, I made more.

The ‘cosmic’ element to practising generosity is that the very act of giving is an act of receiving. It rewards the giver with the glow of physicalising the desire to make another person feel special, feel important and loved. Even if you’ve never met and never will. Gifting is akin to making an offering, honouring the person for whom the gift is destined. In so doing, positive energy flows. The gift is merely a concrete manifestation of the idea that ‘I appreciate you’. This may be a simple hand-drawn card given to say ‘I care/Get Well/Be Happy’ etc, or the perfect impulse to share your sandwich with a homeless, hungry man on the way back to work in a busy lunch hour, still hungry, but filled with an encounter with a Master of compassion on the street.

Gifts are tests of the inner self, tests of our humanity, tests of our belief in the inner state of unlimitation, especially tough in the face of so much oppression from consumerist tactics that would convince us otherwise. Shopping malls are elaborate temples. ‘Feel Ugly?… Lacking?… Not Good Enough?… Better buy something to fill that void’.

Human beings have been swindled into thinking that getting more, and hoarding more, and showing how much more, and bragging and swaggering around in ‘look what I’ve got’ t-shirts is da bomb. The opposite is true. It’s infinitely more exciting and empowering and amazing to unpack the infinite wealth of our inner resources: – imagination, determination, innovation, commitment, creativity, capacities, intelligence, failures, findings and reinventions, and to share these gifts out in the world. The David Bowie factor.

I plan to arrive at the end of my life, whenever that may be, completely emptied of every resource, strategy and precious jewel of an idea that ever dropped into my consciousness from the hand of universal benevolence. I want to leave behind the invisible energetic scratchings of my problem-solving and solutions, a map of where I went expressed via beautiful natural fragrances, a few paintings, some pottery, films, couple of stories, and the loves of my life – my children. I want to drift away knowing that the ripples of my life are the result of having given more of myself than I ever took. It’s tough, because I have received so much. And I am forever grateful for all of it.

I choose the card of the queen in beggar’s clothing, …seeing the truth, smelling the world, hearing the night birds, and gently touching the hearts of others along the road. I reject the mirror of the great queen in the palace, hoarding and pampered, anxious and alone in the dark with the plush company of luxury.

Give and go free.



7 thoughts on “Beggar’s Belief

    • We are often so afraid. Afraid of losing face, afraid of being hurt, afraid to be ‘owned’ by the imagined strings that are attached to gifts. Sometimes gifts work in reverse – accepting unconditionally is also a way of giving. It honours the giver and allows them to feel loved and appreciated too. It’s a complex issue.

      I’m sure you already know that some native American tribes practiced giveaways – when a couple ‘tied the knot’ other members of the tribe left beautiful hand-made gifts in places where the newlyweds would just come upon the gifts. They could pick up and receive the bounty, yet never knowing who had placed it there, and thereby receive without all the palaver that goes with having to pretend that you love Aunty Neridah’s crocheted toilet roll dollies etc etc. The givers would gleefully peek to see when the couple discovered their gift, but never a word was spoken. Beautiful!

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      • Thats such a lovely idea, I didn’t know about it.
        Much nicer than the other way of ‘giving’ which I forget where it derives from some tribal law .. but anyway, that gifts are given as a ‘safety net’ so that the giver could enter and pass through the hours of a reunion or family meeting unharmed. A sort of ticket to ride that reminds me of many celebrations I have attended over the years where there wasn’t much conversation but the gifts were SO IMPORTANT and went straight to the nearest Op-shop a few days later… lets cut out the middle man!
        But, as you have said so beautifully, the conscious ‘gift’ of ones self to others is a wholeheartedness that is lacking everywhere these days when we are continually reminded not to share or to trust the ‘other’ to – feed the fear; Its like everyone is holding onto their breath – and yet the more you let go the more you have.

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  1. There is nothing more precious than the gift of time, listening and understanding. Opening up and letting someone see your true self – that is all that I wish for now. Every time a hand or a heart reaches out, I feel blessed and grateful. xx

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  2. Time. Yes time is sometimes all we have..until we don’t. Each day is a gift, enlightening us slowly and quietly, as it opens like the eye of a child ; there is always more to behold if one can become open as a wildflower.

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