17) No Banks Required

The World Bank Group building in Washington, D.C.

Da-da!!

Today is the first of my blog a day challenges.   The “B-a-D” topic  was waiting in my inbox when I woke up.  I felt like a kid at Christmas.  Full of high expectations, surprisingly excited at what feast would get my creative juices flowing.  I savoured the moment. The suspense was palpable (well no, not really, but I did leave it a minute whilst I popped the kettle on).  What would be the fascinating subject that would inspire me to write today?

Click: If you made your own currency, what would you call it?

Boring!  First day. Disappointed.  Deflated.  No interest in that one little bit.  Dam. Why on earth did I sign up for this? Simon (husband) said it would be awful, said it’s not easy when you don’t choose your own theme, said I would give up, said I shouldn’t have told everyone I was writing every day.  Why not once a week? he asked, or even once a month? You don’t have time, he said.  You don’t have the energy, he said. Can you un-subscribe?  He knows me too well …. give me all the negatives and I’ll come right back at him with all the positives and then prove it, so there.  Drat, this is not good though.  Money, Euros, Dollars, Yen, yawn.

Then I noticed a descriptor for the topic: What would the currency be called if you had your own country?

Ah-ha. That is far more interesting to me.  Suddenly I can be the master of my surroundings. I can be a creator of my very own ‘kingdom’. The first image after that word popped into  my mind was of a magical place.   An enchanting fantasy land of pastel colours, towering castles and spires. Mythical dragons and unicorns. Ice creams and candy floss. Pancakes and maple syrup with ice cream.   Manicured  lawns and white picket fences.  Flower beds where weeds wouldn’t dare to exist. Pavements made of pink and mint green tarmac.  Houses with wrap around porches and pretty white rocking chairs.  Everything clean and gleaming and smiley and happy.  Tinkerbell and Mickey Mouse.  Oh my God, back up, it’s Disneyland!  No! I cannot create that in my head.

Start again.  Right, I’ve got it. An island.  Name of island … hmm …..  St Sharmon? Yes, that’ll do, it sounds friendly and inviting. Warm climate. Surrounded by clear crystal blue  waters. Shores of pure white sand. Turtles and dolphins playing in the waves. Palm trees.  Thatched villas overlooking the sea. Smells of freshly ground coffee.  Gardens full of perfumed roses and lavender.   The waft of Calypso music.  You get my drift.  Yet, it still just doesn’t seem right to me. It’s too …. oh, what’s the word ……….manufactured, too perfect and prissy and just downright unreal!

This is far harder than I ever imagined.  It’s like playing scrabble and you get to have a couple of blank, go anywhere, do anything, tiles.  They are such a complete nuisance.  I’d much rather sit there with a W or even an L rather than having to work out what these blank tiles are supposed to be!

This task of designing my own country is so tough. Taking it all a step further, away from the landscape, the architecture  etc, I have to start considering the nature of the place.  The animals that will inhabit the forests, the mountains, the rivers.   Are all the creatures suddenly vegetarian or do I have to populate my island with carnivores? The horticulture. Which plants do we need to grow to survive?  Can we import some of our foods from other islands? What have we got that can be exported?  Where will our building materials come from?

Goodness, the enormity of my task has left me quite dumbfounded.  I cannot possibly design a country with all these far-reaching complexities.  The problem is too great for one human mind to comprehend. It has made me realise more than ever the genius of our Creator, who many call God.  Our whole world that somehow came together and everything but everything works in harmony. All that we know, that we have, that we need, has a place and a purpose.  What a plan that was. Our creator got so much right and yet left us room to make our own choices. Very little is set in stone.  There is room for growth, for improvement. It is never stagnant. The resources we all take for granted are right here for every living creature on this earth.

So I am going to leave the conception of a country in the safe hands of our Creator.  I have no right in meddling in perfection.  I cannot possibly start to improve on anything that has, and is, and always will be, part of the divine composition of life.

Which means, now, having realised my limited abilities, I have to get back to the topic in hand.  Currency. Ok, I have given this some thought and in my country, which I had no hand in creating whatsoever, the currency would be called the Cashanka. Translated into English means, Handshake.  Simple as that.  You do work, you’re paid with a handshake. You ‘buy’ goods, you pay with a handshake. Simple. No debts, no savings, no deficits, no interest rates, no inflation, no fiscal policies, and, most importantly …….. NO BANKS ……..  just a handshake.

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7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Narcheska
    Nov 30, 2011 @ 22:33:15

    Nearly missed my stop on the train reading this post! Loved the bit about ‘An enchanting fantasy land of pastel colours, towering castles and spires. Mythical dragons and unicorns. Ice creams and candy floss. Pancakes and maple syrup with ice cream.’ My kinda place. I have been daydreaming about my own mythical kingdom ever since! 🙂

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    • chattingwithspirit
      Nov 30, 2011 @ 22:53:00

      I am really happy you enjoyed reading this, and thankful that you didn’t miss your train stop! If you meditate you could always go to your mythical kingdom and spend some time there – I have a few places I often travel to in meditation, and over the years they have become more and more familiar – and the great thing is I get to enjoy them whenever I like! 🙂

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  2. nikizab
    Nov 23, 2011 @ 00:04:22

    really enjoyed this, thanks xxx

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  3. Christina Wood
    Nov 21, 2011 @ 23:00:08

    Wow what a wonderful place! A positively happy experience all around

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  4. kay gale
    Nov 21, 2011 @ 14:47:24

    Can I come & live in ur wonderful world? I’ve washed my hands & can’t wait to cashanka! x

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  5. Summer Grant
    Nov 21, 2011 @ 13:51:37

    Brilliant post, so in depth and very well thought out especially paying and being paid in handshakes. I have to say I completely bypassed this topic when it popped up in my emails because I thought it was just about currency, I might have to reconsider! I look forward to reading more from you 🙂

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  6. Annette Blann
    Nov 21, 2011 @ 12:55:27

    Just goes to show, most people never think about the enormity of creating our world, Thank heaven we didn’t have to and the above gives you pause to actually take a moment to consider eh, well done Tisha xx

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