I told this story to a group involved in the Findhorn Nonviolent Communcation Intensive, which I lead with my friends Kit Miller and Dominic Barter. This year we tried something new, which was that unlike any other program at Findhorn (and at most such centres) there was no upfront fee for participation in the week. The participants all took joint financial responsibility for the week (you can read about our particular approach here. Maybe you will want to join us one day!). This inspired a deep and rich enquiry into money and the way it affects us on so many levels. In this spirit of enquiry I told this story.
It’s quite a long story, and again has four levels. I enjoyed very much some of the scenarios here, especially in the town where there is no money: when the money makers arrive and ask “who is in charge?” it seems that whoever is most interested in something gets to be in charge, a kind of emergent leadership. I also like the scenario where the gold of the King’s crown itself expresses regret for the way in which it has been used by people over the years.
In the end the story seems to express that true wealth resides in community, in people giving to one another for the joy of it. Of course, even “money” only has value if someone else recognises it, so even in our highly monetised world, actual wealth still resides in our collective agreements.
Like the King in the story, I’m expressing things here that I’m not actually living. But I celebrate the attempt we made on the Intensive to explore this theme. And I honour the many people around the world who are attempting to rethink money and find a more humanising way of exchanging with one another.
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