Value

What is value?

  • In art… value is the lightness and darkness of a color.  Its the different shades of gray. Its a scale used to determine how much light is being reflected off a surface.
  • In finance… value is an estimate of the monetary worth of (something). Its the numerical amount denoted by an algebraic term; a magnitude, quantity, or number. Its the material or monetary worth of something. Its the worth of something compared to the price paid or asked for it.
  • In relationships… value is to consider (someone or something) to be important or beneficial; have a high opinion of. Its a person’s principles or standards of behavior; one’s judgment of what is important in life. Its the regard that something is held to deserve; the importance, worth, or usefulness of something.

How do we reconcile our own value when the word value means at least 3 different things! I suppose the underlying current in the definition is a perspective and how we compare that perspective to an idea, whether an idea we create or one that is created by those around us. 

The place to start would be deciding what perspective we hold on the idea of our self. Is our idea of self… Is it determined solely by the ideas those around us have of us? What we should be, how we should act… or does our value of our self come from a true awareness of self and a true appreciation for self.

As value is about importance… knowing whats most important to us, and then paying attention to where we stand on its importance. Realizing how our lives reflect this importance, or do not reflect the importance. If we feel like our actions are not reflection what we value and see as important then we should take inventory of those things and perhaps think of things that are important to us.

I feel like my role is often a facilitator… I bring people together, I use action to create, I get things going… however once my role is completed and the people are brought together I’m not sure what to do next.

Perhaps that’s where the friction comes from… My wanting to be involved in the action taking place after my job as facilitator has been completed. The attachment to the outcome and being apart of the outcome creates friction… because my facilitating doesn’t necessarily mean that I am meant to participate in the outcome, other than bringing the elements together.

Being a facilitator is an interesting job… because we help others create beautiful things… in a way it feels like those beautiful things exist and we had some kind of hand in their creation. Even though it is not technically our creation, there is still a sense of pride from it… I notice I have to keep my perspective in check about how I wish to attach or do attach to outcomes of events that I have facilitated. I also realize that when the facilitating is successful, I start to feel like I’m not needed anymore… and so then I do not feel useful or necessary.

Should I only facilitate things that I will… is that a fair use of a gift? I don’t believe that… i believe in co-creating… that is why I think of it in terms of a group… people I can trust and rely on to have my back with their gifts as I have their back with mine.

For today I ask you, where in your life do you feel friction from a role you play? Perhaps your role as mother, teacher, creator, daughter, brother… is there a role you play that has caused you friction lately? I challenge you to be a c.e.e.q.e.r. and question where that friction is coming from?

When we know our value we are truly standing in our power… nothing can throw us from our center. We must know ourselves in order to wield our will.

Monday Mantra:
I see value, in every shade of self… I AM divinely created, unique and important.  I am a vital part of existence in every capacity. ❤ 

 

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