Unbasic B*tch

Fitting in is the most miserable decision of my life.

Written By: Sarah Huffer

 

Fitting in is the most miserable decision of my life.

I’m clumsy and mostly awkward. Weirdly happy and bright. Somewhere in life, I decided I needed to blend. Like ya’ll blend eyeshadow, I smudged my personality until I became one watered down fragment of a soul without any defining characteristics.

I agreed with the crowd. I contoured my face(I still suck at this). I worshipped fall. I pinned Pinterest projects. Should I buy a salt rock lamp or eat kale? I was powerless to Target.

Even more, I highlighted the best parts of my life to portray my life. In reality, I couldn’t keep up with the dishes. I burn bread. My kids were feeding their healthy dessert to the dogs. My youngest daughter is, literally, pissed off all the time. She only smiles when you are hurting yourself.

This world of Starbucks, Kardashians (except you Khloe, you my girl), and Fitbits blow balls! I hate your paper Mache hanging spheres and your Hobby Lobby chevron color theme! What happened to janky homemade Birthday cakes?! Can we bring that back, please?

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Let’s make imperfect normal. Write a shitty draft, paint a terrible picture, eat pizza rolls for dinner. How else will we have time to live? If I’m keeping up this charade, how will I teach my kids depth and values? Compassion for people? Tribe achievements? I can’t let my kids think this is life.

We participate in a world where social media occupies a portion of our day. Keeping up with appearances and unnecessary updates of our lives has priority over more meaningful contributions. Your attention is valuable. Quit being a sucker.

Ok. I like seeing my family’s baby pictures and pictures of your vacations. Cat videos are hilarious. Somehow, social media has provided a small insight into what is going on in the world. However, I will remind you that between every funny meme and post about your mason jar salad is an overload of disturbing information that you are allowing to litter your mind. These things affect you on a serious level! Every ridiculous rant, sick news article, shared report about physically abused animals you scan, is poisoning your healthy psyche and littering your soul. We are the problem.

I am not on a cloud. I know unspeakable things lurk in the shadows. My proposal is to contribute more positivity than complacency. Instead of sharing the terrible conviction, share an article on how the community is solving the problem. Let’s shine a light on what is beautiful and cast the horrendous into nonexistence. Who knows…all your happy vibes may inspire someone on the edge of doing unspeakable things into being a better human being.

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You all have choice here. You have all the power! Let’s spend a portion of our social media time connecting with a human, contributing to our country, or adding light and love into the stratosphere? Please fill my news feed with posts about you achieving, making a difference, or an impactful way love has bestowed a change in your or somebody else’s life…and laughing baby videos, because…well…I believe they can change lives.

 You are an unstoppable force, start acting that way!

 

 

 

 

 

Work in Progress

Written By: Sarah Huffer

I finally get it.

Let me start a few months before the revelation, though…or this blog post will be really short.

I left a job I really loved. Late nights, celebrities, fast paced, and creative. It had all the specialness and excitement I needed. I have to be special. Ordinary eats me alive.

My work life was running swell! However, I have a young family. With my time away on weekends and nights, we struggled to be together. All of us together. I knew this job wasn’t my “calling”, but I was okay with that trade. Missing out on my family wasn’t working for any of us. I left.

I interviewed for one of those adult jobs and started right away. This job was miserable. The atmosphere was stale. The people were stagnant. Even the building structure seemed to complain. I sat at a desk everyday. Miserable. Unchallenged. Disenchanted.

I questioned how I got here. All these years, all these decisions…led me here, why? I have avoided this very place my entire life. It sucks here. Its lame. I want to staple my fingers to my face just to go home early. It is THE worst.

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I needed my tools. My strengths shine by manipulating negative energy and transforming perception. I’m just brilliant at it. Even my blood type is B positive! I’m not bragging. I have over 12 years of experience and research. I am qualified. Besides, I know YOU have a talent! It is not arrogant to announce you are a gifted birthday party planner, number magician, or a champion chef. You either got it or you don’t (besides we are safe to say what we want here)!

I needed a shift. I requested a miracle.

I wrote out all the pros and cons of the new workplace. Pen to paper can be healing. I find writing lists and hashing it out there solves things for me. I can also find this peace from listening to music. Not playing an instrument or singing the lines. I am not good at either of those things. Allowing that musical and emotional energy to travel through my bones saves me.

That was one cool thing about this job. I was in a cubicle, undisturbed, and able to listen to my music and inspirational books ALL day! I read over 40 audio books in 2 months(I am fully aware you do not read an audio book) !! It’s all the same though 🙂 I was going through some intense spiritual training.

My miracle arrived. My prayer answered. Divinely guided to the exact place I was supposed to be. The Universe is always clever like that. God had been trying to get me alone.

I need to provided a little history real quick: I want to help people! I want to contribute to the light in this world in a really BIG way!!

God, the Universe, Science, Spirit, or whatever you believe in knew I needed to sit my ass down if I was ever going to achieve my vision! I had to come here, away from distraction, return “home”, in the presence of my tribe energy/soul group who lightens my heart, where I can remember my divine appointment. I was in need of filling my soul back up. I refueled it-everyday-at work-with my music, workshops, and inspirational books. I was finally being paid to do exactly what I love with no compromise or sacrifice. That was my first step.

This blog is my next step. You are my next step.

We will be forever evolving here. This blog will change and grow. The message will shift. The energy will transform. A living work in progress.

The intention will always be the heartbeat. To show up and shine bright so others may do the same. Share love instead of fear. Always lift others up, never down.

 

Thank you for reading this. Thank you for following. Thank you for showing up.