I want to talk about limitations.
Not in some abstract, spiritual way. My own. The ones that have shaped my entire material life. The ones I’ve fought, hated, sat with, and tried to heal. And the truth is, I feel embarrassed that it has taken me 48 years to see the root of it.
My life has been about trying to live beyond my limitations. I’ve wanted freedom — inside myself, yes, but also in my actual, physical life. And yet, the biggest and loudest limitation has always been money.
I’ve been broke. Like, really broke. As in not knowing if I could buy groceries for my kids. As in not knowing how rent would get paid. I’ve had patches where it felt okay, where I even saved a little, but they never lasted.
Being a single mum with no financial support has been one of my biggest teachers. It has forced me to grow, to strengthen, to not let stress and survival eat me alive. I’ve practised not letting money-stress define me. And I’ve gotten better — less panic, less anxiety, less guilt every time I spend what little I have.
But here’s the brutal truth: underneath all of it, I turned the pressure into shame and failure. When I couldn’t figure out the money piece, I felt like a complete failure.
And recently, I realised why.
It isn’t that I don’t work hard. It isn’t that I don’t have skills — I have more than I can count. It isn’t even that I don’t offer value. It’s this:
I don’t truly believe in my own worth.
I don’t deeply feel my own value.
That’s the blind spot. That’s the block. No worth and value.
I’ve spent 48 years knowing I had low self-confidence and that my value and worth suck, but I didn’t connect it to money in this way. Self-worth and money are entangled. If you don’t value yourself, how do you ever claim value in the exchange this world runs on?
And it breaks my heart because I know I’m not alone in this. So many people, maybe you too, work and work and work, but the floodgates never open. The programmes around worth and money are so deep, so old, that we end up running on empty.
I’ve seen what it’s like when those programmes aren’t running. Years ago, I lived on an island where people didn’t have to fight for basic survival. Everyone had land, homes, food. There was no fear about the roof over your head. The crime rate was practically zero. The people were the kindest I’ve ever met. Survival mode wasn’t the baseline of their nervous system.
And then there’s the rest of the world. Hand to mouth. Always pushing. Always stressed. Always questioning whether we’re enough.
My illness this year has made this wound louder. Worthlessness has screamed in my face. And I keep asking: did I really come here just to work hard, struggle, and then die with the feeling that I never got to live fully because I couldn’t afford to? That thought crushes me.
But I also know awareness is everything. I can’t heal what I can’t see. Now I see it. Self-worth, value, the money wound. It’s all connected.
And as an energy healer, of course I’ll work on it. Because I don’t want to waste my life. And I don’t want anyone else to either.
This isn’t just about me. This is about how we’ve been programmed to live in limitation. And the first step to shifting it is actually seeing it, understanding it and deciding to change it.
To dive deeper listen to the full episode of The Sovereign Soul podcast here.
I would love to hear your thoughts, can you relate to this?
Love
Rose
Photo by Kristaps Ungers

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