Pay as much as you want?

Pay as much as you want?

April 28, 2020
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It’s funny how the (or at least my) brain works. An event or two flashed before my eyes last night, scrolling my social media feed, and they used the Pay as much as you want-, Donation based-, or phrased differently Pay as much as you think it’s worth-strategy.

Upon waking, my brain told me there are two, or possibly three, rationals for using this strategy:

  1. It’s a truly generous move, one where the organizer wants everyone to be able to come, to experience, to participate, regardless of their financial means.
  2. It’s a chicken move, evoked as a way to skirt one’s own responsibility. Not wanting to, being able to, feeling comfortable with (or whatever reason there might be subconsciously) actually putting a price on one’s services. Not knowing what it might be worth to others it is so easy to simply let the others decide. But what does that tell you about your own belief in your product/service? How much do you value you?
  3. A combination of the two where there is a genuine desire to be open for all, and yet getting away with it… One way to avoid this is to do Donation based with an added indication of what is going rate.

What do you see with these strategies, that I don’t?

That’s how my brain works.
How does your work?

#tankespjärn, for those who wish to discover. More. Other. New.
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Advent Calendar – December 17, 2019

December 17, 2019
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Does money grow on trees?
Well… no. Of course, they don’t.
Yet, in a sense, they actually do!

When I started this calendar, I wrote how I, in 2015, “came home” when I found a way to put my savings into trees. End November 2019, I got my first return on the trees I bought four years ago, and it’s as if it was yesterday… The return I got was basically worth a week’s wages. And sure, I could have used the money with Christmas around the corner, but I actually bought new trees instead. You see, I have a long-term plan with this! As I am saving money, in reality, what I am giving myself is time.

Time? Yes!
With a week’s wages, I could take an extra week off work if I wanted to, without it affecting my finances. As I’ve bought trees every year since 2015, the return will increase yearly as well, like an automatic money-making-machine. In another three to five years, the cost of buying trees will equal the return I get. The year after that, that’s when I will be giving myself that extra time, to live, to love, to laugh!

In 2020, I will get my second return from the trees I bought in 2015, as well as the first from the trees of 2016. Two week’s wages! In 2021, three week’s wages, and by 2024, I could have an extra month of vacation without it having a negative impact on my financial situation. Do the math; the return keeps on coming for a total of 15 years, starting the fourth year after the trees are bought. So yeah, money d o e s grow on trees!

The years fly by!
And sure… five years can feel like an eternity, not to mention ten! But stop and pause for just a second, and think back. Twenty years ago, I was a new mom, and now that kid of mine is more than ready to leave the nest! Hard to imagine, I remember caring for my tiny baby as if it was yesterday…

And do you remember when the Icelandic cloud of ashes put a halt to all flights in northeastern Europe? That was in 2010. Close to ten years ago. I remember it well as my oldest niece was in the US at the time and had to stay for a couple of extra weeks before being able to fly back home to Europe.

In 2015 the gruesome images of three-year-old Alan Kurdi, washed up drowned on a beach in Turkey trying to flee Syria with his family, finally pushed me over the edge to apply to become a legal guardian for unaccompanied minors, a position I’ve held ever since.

That’s why I want to make the most of my time.
Now, I’ve more or less stopped buying unnecessary things. I don’t need a lot. So I am not looking at creating a money-making-machine so I can use it on shit and stuff. Honestly, I hardly shop at all, not even Christmas gifts! Except for trees, that is. Those trees will help me (and my kids! I buy as many trees for them, as I do for myself.) buy myself time and freedom. Time for that which truly matters: My loved ones. Family. Friends.

If you or someone you know is interested in saving in trees, contact me and I will explain in greater detail how it works, and share how anyone can set up that money-making-machine. And remember, even though time does fly, if you buy trees before the end of the year, the return comes end November 2023. If you buy your trees come the new year, you’ll have to wait another year for it.

Advent Calendar for 2019: sharing pictures and stories/reflections from my trip to Kenya in June. I went to visit “my trees” and get a hands-on experience of the social entrepreneurship of the Kenyan forestry company that I buy trees through.

Full disclosure: I am proud to say I am both a customer and an ambassador for the company. If you are curious to find out more, let me know and I’ll gladly get in touch with you! Here’s my sponsored link: 

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With a little help from my friends… or with money?

February 11, 2019
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When I have a need, say of a long ladder so the chimney sweeper coming for his annual visit can get up on the roof, or a car for a few hours or a day, or help to take care of Pop the cat for a few days, or whatever really – my first instinct is to think about my friends. Might there amongst them be someone who can help me, or at least point me in a direction that could solve my problem/tend to my need?

I think it always has been my initial reaction. But I’m not sure.
I know I started to get really good at asking for help once my first marriage crashed and burned five weeks before the birth of my eldest child. Have a hard time to recall if I was as good at asking for help before that, but have a feeling I was. At least pretty good at it. But ever since that crash and burn, I’ve gotten really good at asking for help, and am proud of it!

The other possible reaction is to look for a service provider to tend to the need. Buy a ladder. Call a taxi or book a car in a carpool. Get Pop a few days vacation at a cattery.

These two approaches to life, and to solving one’s needs, are just that, two different approaches. I for one instinctively go for the first, and if that doesn’t work out, choose a suitable service provider to ensure I get my needs met. Neither approach is inherently good or bad. But… at the same time, the benefits of the first approach, of asking near and dear ones for help, has some (perhaps not so) hidden advantages to it. If I ask you for help, and you can help, the likelihood of you asking me, or others, for help when you need it increases. In this way, we weave a tapestry of relationship, of friendship, of live, concern and care. If I always turn to a professional service provider to help me out, I am effectively not weaving myself into that tapestry of mutual relationships, and I think that’s a dangerous path to choose.

We know that one of the most significant indicators of happiness is the strength of a person’s relationships. Asking for, and responding to requests for, help, is definitely one important part of relationship-building. We are better together, that’s the superpower of human beings. If I don’t do my bit in giving others the chance to help me, I am holding back on strengthening relationships not just for my own sake, but also for those close to me, am I not? And what message am I sending, by not asking for help? Is it a signal I want to send?

So perhaps… I am wrong in saying there’s nothing inherently good nor bad in these two approaches? Perhaps there is more good to be had from asking for help, than from paying a service provider? At least if I never ever ask anyone for help. But perhaps people like that simply do not exist?

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Wholehearted – Reflection November ’17

November 29, 2017
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conflicting emotionsIn the last month I’ve had been in conversations with a few loved ones into topics less often broached (by me, at the very least), such as menopause and money, desire and divorce, sex and shame. All of them topics well worth a conversation or two. Or more, lots more than two.

I am, slowly and steadily, approaching these topics, and my oftentimes conflicting emotions around them. It sure helps to have people close to me whom I can discuss them with – voicing even that which I am ashamed of, in the knowledge that it will be received with grace and tenderness. I’ve chosen wisely. My loved ones are people I trust completely.

Just writing that last sentence brings a smile to my face, and a warmth that sweeps across my insides.

How sweet it is, to sit here, knowing deep within, that I am worthy of this.
Worthy of having people close to me, worthy of loving and being loved.

It’s not always been apparent to me, this inherent worthiness, that I share with each and every soul on earth. I know it’s not apparent to many of you either. I wish you will be converted, as I’ve been, into this words-are-unnecessary-and-couldn’t-describe-it-anyway type of knowledge – and perhaps, knowing it’s possible to go from one to the other can make a difference?

Wholeheartedly, I do my very best to embrace myself, the light and the darkness, the skills that are so easily perceived, as well as the hidden potential, yet to be uncovered. It’s there. I hide it. From me. From you. But I hide less and less. And spending time with people who do the same – show up, in their full glory of humanness – is such an inspiration. It helps me. You are my role models. From you I generate strength, passion and ideas and, most importantly, you are my invaluable sounding boards, allowing me to bounce my insecurities, fears and desires off.

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