A Quiet Word About Money
A Quiet Word About Money
by John Herlihy
Most people carry a private uneasiness about money. Not fear, exactly, and not quite ignorance, but a soft uncertainty — the sense that money is a language everyone else seems to speak more fluently. Some save every penny, some spend without thinking, some invest boldly, and some avoid risk as if it were fire. Most of us do a little of each, depending on the season of our lives. Yet beneath all the habits and choices lies a simple truth: money is not just arithmetic. It is philosophy. It reveals what we trust, what we fear, what we hope for, and what we refuse.
I’ve never been one to chase quick fortunes or gamble on luck, but I’ve also never believed that money should sleep. In the tradition I follow, money is meant to circulate, to participate, to share in the risk of the world. Profit without risk — interest, usury, guaranteed gain — is discouraged. Not because profit is wrong, but because certainty is. Life is uncertain. Commerce is uncertain. Human beings are uncertain. And so, in a way, money should be uncertain too.
That is why I invest a little when I can. Not to get rich, not to outsmart anyone, and not to play a game, but to honor a principle older than banks and brokerage accounts: that reward should be tied to responsibility, and gain should be tied to the willingness to stand in the wind. Some people call the market a gamble. Perhaps for them it is. But for me, it is simply one of the few places where money behaves like life — where nothing is promised, where patience matters, where fear and hope sit side by side, and where the outcome depends on more than luck.
Most people feel uncertain about money because money itself is uncertain. And that is not a flaw; it is a reminder. A reminder that we are all learning. A reminder that no one has mastered the art. A reminder that managing one’s means is less about cleverness and more about character — about knowing what you value, what you believe, what you can live with, and what you cannot.
In the end, money is not a measure of worth. It is a measure of choices. And the best any of us can do is choose with intention, with humility, and with a little courage. That, I think, is enough.
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But as I begin to hire people to take care of me I realize that I needed much more money than a simple retirement would give me. Especially Social Security. Our insecurity as it has become for many who rely on it for their entire retirement.
Fortunately, by being in the market and by being a little more active, my retirement is actually growing while I'm paying a tremendous amount each year to pay the people who get me out of bed in the morning and take care of even most necessary tasks like drinking water.
My anxiety about money has almost disappeared in my desire to give a large amount to help students is being realized more each year.
Ron