Inner Whizdom

Sometimes my default reaction to a question or challenge is deer-in-the-headlights panic that I know nothing and will be found out as a fraud. If I can give myself a little time and space the fear dissipates and my sense returns. It helps to remember that the answers I’m being asked for are smart human-sized, not complete detailed solutions to world economic collapse. I don’t have to have everything all figured out by myself immediately.

I am a smart human. Fear just shuts off my brain. If I can let it pass I have access to my wisdom again. And that’s enough.

I went over to a friend’s house yesterday to hear about a business venture she was considering. Maybe I’m naive because it never occurred to me that this was a multi-level-marketing intro event.

It was very low key and soft sell. I wasn’t pressured. This is probably a fine venture for some people.

But for me it mostly felt as though I was trying to understand a foreign culture. In this world the only purpose of work was to make money. There was no place for fulfillment of any other kind. That only comes from having the money.

The product they were selling was a way of doing sales. You sell other people the opportunity to sell. The products anyone buys are relatively unimportant. It’s the way they buy them.

Now granted, I am a dreadful salesperson. I’m good at customer service but lousy at asking for money. I would starve to death if I had to sell for a living. So this is not the opportunity for me. And, probably, why I don’t understand it better.

But it repulses me a little, the idea of doing something only to get paid.