I spoke with a friend yesterday, who was frustrated and feeling so down about herself because she's in her 40s and doesn't own a house of her own. Her desire for a house is wonderful, but she was berating herself severely for still living in a small apartment at her age.
Unfortunately, she's not alone in feeling this way. So many people get caught up in the materialistic hype that claims if you don't have much, then you ain't much. Or that if you have a lot you are somehow better than those who don't. As if self-worth is dependent upon monetary wealth.
What you have does not represent who you are. Because the truth is, every last one of us can generate unlimited wealth in any form we choose. We are creators after all. Sometimes the 'not-having' is simply the instigator to that creative process. The trick is to get super clear about what we truly want and focus our attention on all that, not on what we don't want - the problems, the lack, the stuggle.
I've seen people so wrapped up in the status-quo that they've spent the majority of their lives competing for the bigger house, the fancier car, as if this means something; as if it proves something. Wealth does not epitomize worth anymore than lack of wealth indicates unworthiness. It's our beliefs and feelings about ourselves that feed or starve our self-worth.
Let me tell you, I've met so many people throughout my lifetime who have had big, lavish houses filled to the rafters with a whole lotta emptiness. Because it's not about an expensive house, it's about a loving home. And that can be found within a teeny-tiny apartment. I mean, when was the last time you ever heard someone say, "There's no place like house" or "House, sweet, house?"
'Home' my dear friend, will always be wherever your heart is. The rest is just wood, nails and concrete.