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walking

March 4, 2024 by Sarah Faith

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i was moved this afternoon to go for a run. can’t tell you the last time i did it… but i’ve definitely done a looooot of it over the course of my life. i’ve always been an athlete, i was a collegiate soccer player, running is something with which i am very familiar. i just got back actually, and immediately sat down to write this. turns out i still do a lot of thinking when i run… it’s all very much like riding a bike. i’m just not 18 anymore… that’s the main difference.

ya know what i realized…? i’ve spent (read: wasted) so much of my life making sure that when i’m running, no one sees me walking. i’ve even gone as far as judging “how” i’m running, if i look strong enough, if i look like a beginner, if i “run like a girl…” you know… always all these good things happening between my ears.

in college, i was afraid that my coach didn’t think i was working hard enough and that if i worked harder, he’d notice and i’d be “allowed” to contribute more minutes in games. matter of fact, i wanted a starting spot on the roster. and i wanted it So. Badly. like… WAYYYY more than anything else in my 18-19-20-year-old world… i thought FOR SURE that working harder was going to get me there. i’ll be damned if i wasn’t the hardest working player on the whole dang team. i was the first one to arrive, the last one to leave, i volunteered to do crap i had no interest in doing, carried a bunch of crap, helped out, managed equipment, worked harder, ran faster… i did it all. i was the quintessential “leave it all on the field” girl… i obeyed the team rules… i even caught a fellow teammate red-handed drinking at a frat house the night before a game… brought it up to my captains and coach… she still started. and i still didn’t. guess what? i was actually pretty much benched my entire junior and senior years. saw all of 5 minutes a game. and still broke my back at practice, hoping to just get to 10 minutes on the field during any game, whether it was one that mattered or not. i don’t even want to talk about how hard i worked the summer before my junior year on breaking 6 minutes in the mile run, only to do it… second fastest time that year… and have it not matter at all. it didn’t change one thing. i still rode the bench. i was told it was for all kinds of reasons, reasons that don’t deserve to be hashed out here, but the truth is the hard work wasn’t changing his mind. it never did. and it was probably never going to.

“i’m not good enough” rattled around in my head an awful lot as a soccer player. sometimes it still does. maybe i really did suck and i just never really knew it. maybe putting me in a game was such a liability that i was better served cheering off to the side. despite all my “try hard,” i just couldn’t quite hack it. but i just thought of something while i was on this run / walk thing i just did. because it’s been so long since i last ran… there was quite a bit of walking involved.

all this time spent working my face off, trying to gain rank, and making sure other people “see me running” is probably pretty annoying to people that sometimes have a hard time walking. and all the time i spend judging myself for walking, there are people wishing they could just get one foot in front of the other, but for some reason, can’t seem to get their legs moving.

maybe it matters more that you’re moving. not the speed at which you’re traveling. maybe it’s ok for today that two of my neighborhood laps were jogs and one was a walk with a guilt-inspired trot up the hill at the end. (some habits really do die hard, folks…)

i just couldn’t deny this thought i was having in my inner dialogue – the harder you work, or the more “perfect” it looks… is it all really gaining what you think it’s gonna gain? and is there maybe some truth to the thought that an onlooker trying to get inspired to move is actually uninspired by the grind… uninspired by the perfectionism. i’m over here trying to “be the best” and really someone is just trying to “be.” they can’t even think about trying to be the best and they’re overwhelmed entirely by the concept… maybe to the point of doing nothing at all.

so yeah, i walked a bit on my run today. and oh my gosh, i let some other random neighbors see me do it (who probably did not even notice, much less care). and the thought crossed my mind, “they’re gonna think i’m a quitter. they’re gonna think i’m weak because i didn’t run this whole time,” but really i just need to put that down because it’s not mine to carry. i’m not sure exactly where it started, but if it was college soccer, that was 13 years ago and i think 13 years is long enough to carry around an extremely unhelpful way of thinking.

truth is i’ve been trying to matter my whole life. my performance has been driven by affirmations. i was waiting for someone to tell me i was doing things well enough, but no matter whether the affirmations come or not, i’m never satisfied. because my head’s in the wrong place. it doesn’t matter whether or not someone tells me my job is done well. it didn’t matter if my coach thought my performance was “good enough” and it doesn’t matter if my neighbors think i’m “running fast enough.” it doesn’t matter if social media thinks my content is good, funny, or entertaining enough. it’s just a mental game we all get sucked into playing that doesn’t deserve our energy in the first place. because when it’s all said and done… and we’re waiting in like to get in to Heaven… i HIGHLY doubt God is going to let us in based on our Instagram following, virality, or content, or whether or not i rode the bench on my college soccer team, or whether or not i ran all of the laps and steps in my out-of-nowhere urge to run this afternoon.

it is good to want to be better. it is good to be a diligent and hard worker, and i learned some dang good lessons from being an athlete. i’ll never argue with any of that. but if the effort i’m putting forth is coming with the expectation that someone else is gonna tell me when i’ve “made it,” i oughtta saddle up, because i might be waiting a while. it may never happen. and even if the “atta girl” does come, they’ve never filled me up for long in the past because “they” aren’t any more in charge than i am. we’re all living our lives, trying to make the most of our days, and while wanting to live for others or serve others can definitely be life-giving, living for their approval is not. it’s been very life-sucking in my years of experience. it’s almost a resume line item at this point – SKILLS: well-versed in the area of searching high and low for the approval of others. note: not skilled in finding it; the search is ongoing.

we gotta quit this. we gotta give it up. we need to find a way to stop trying to gain something through the approval of others. it’s really not up to them. i hate that when i was working a “real job,” i was absolutely drowning in these thoughts. always searching for affirmations, always wondering whether or not i was good enough, doing well enough, ever going to climb the ladder, ever going to advance. i hate that it’s so common in our society and the workplace to feel this way. i hate that our fate so often lies in someone else’s hands, because it definitely created some negative thought patterns in me – ones i was especially susceptible to after being the kid who thought her good behavior would somehow, someday get her mother sober. It Never Did. She Kept Drinking. it was never about me – it was about her and her inability to put the bottle down. my worth was never designed to come from her, a boss, or a coach, but i’m afraid that too often we get caught up in thinking it does. heck, i’m clearly still caught up in it today to some degree.

the difference today is i KNOW where my worth ACTUALLY comes from and it’s my responsibility to take time to re-center myself and remember. it’s my job to stop the negative thought pattern, understand the difference between worldly views and truth, and make a better choice. it’s not the walking, the running, or the speed of travel that actually matters. it’s not the opinions of others that are gonna get me into Heaven. hard work is one thing, exhaustion from seeking approval is another.

and now, in true “i swear, i’m only writing this to help somebody, i swear i’m not seeking approval,” fashion – did you get anything from this one??

♥, SF

engaged!

holy. crap. what a week!! something i have prayed for, hoped for, longed for happened and i am just… so grateful and ecstatic about it all.

taking it back back back… when you get divorced… rather… when i got divorced… i was stuck in this time space continuum of “well. what a waste that was. wonder if it’ll ever happen again…?” because we’ve got this weird relationship with “opportunity.” we’ve gotta catch it while it’s here because sometimes it just doesn’t come around twice.

i think that’s a load of crap.

when the opportunity came around this time, it was easy, effortless, light, and it was better. so i wanna just say… feel free to dump all your thoughts about the scarcity of opportunities straight in the toilet where they belong. and use the big flush. the one for #2.

he planned the cutest, most perfect engagement maybe ever. if you haven’t seen the video, go check it out on my social media pages. we were literally making homemade pizza that night. and then i was told we were going on a coffee date because our friend Collin had a gig, and i love Collin’s music, Collin as a human, and i love coffee dates with my babe.

i didn’t know that Collin’s gig was staged. i didn’t know that everyone in the shop knew what was about to happen. i had no clue that in the pocket of Matthew’s jacket was the most beautiful engagement ring i would ever see in my whole life. i just had no idea. which is probably why i showed up in a Canadian Tuxedo…

maybe one of the most perfect parts of the night, which was not planned whatsoever, was the undeniable God wink… the baristas write bible verses on the cardboard cup surround thingys at the beginning of the week. and they’re all different and randomly distributed. on this night, mine said , “Matthew 11:28” which reads, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” the week had been heavy with expectations on myself, music dreams, business dreams, etc… and in this moment, i was nearly on my face with gratitude for a Lord that loves us in this gentle, kind way.

and about 23 minutes later, i was grateful in a whole new way for the man that asked me to spend forever with him… how fitting that the book of Matthew would be so present in my hemisphere these last few weeks, and even on the night that he would propose.

there’s a lot of little winks like that in life if you’re not too in a hurry to notice them. have you had one lately?

♥, SF

grace + legalism

ok, raise your hand if you’ve ever had a Tate’s cookie…? they’re this semi-recent discovery of mine, and what i’ve REALLY discovered in my adventures with Tate’s cookies is that it’s nearly impossible for me to eat just one or two. once a pack is open, it’s as good as gone.

you’re catching me right now at bed time, post tooth brushing, analyzing tonight’s snack endeavor, asking myself why i have such little self control when it comes to this particular brand and kind of cookie. but then i took it one step further and began to judge myself because i truly do try to be a person that watches what i consume, attempting to make good, informed choices. low tox, natural living, baby!! there’s just something about these dang cookies that make me throw all caution to the wind, rules in the dumpster, and devour… i mean… smash… dunked in milk, they’re an absolute delicacy.

then… as i thought further into this… i started thinking about how little grace i give myself and how downright legalistic i can be. it’s very all or nothing in this brain of mine. it’s either good or bad, but nothing in between, and if i’m being honest, i’m pretty good at picking myself apart for all the “bad” – i’m using quotations because i’m also pretty harsh when it comes to classifying and separating good from bad.

i’m “bad” for eating all seven of those cookies – but they tasted so good!! but i have no self control and how dare i ever even talk about health, wellness, or anything remotely related with habits like this.

does anyone else crack down on themselves entire too harshly, or is it just me? something moved me to write this tonight while i was brushing my teeth, so i just kind of went with it, assuming the nudge was because there was quite possibly someone that needed to hear that they weren’t alone in this internal legalistic battle.

we are together in these self critical moments, but i want us to lay off ourselves a little. i want us to not be so dang serious and legalistic about all this stuff – just eat the dang cookies and be ok with it, alright? sheesh. i mean, sure, we don’t wanna go housing packs of cookies every night, but there’s also something to be said for enjoying this life and coloring outside the lines a bit every once in a while. there’s goodness in those moments, too. a LOT of goodness. and i would hate for us to miss things that are readily right in front of us because we were too worried about perfectly adhering to some “rules” – most likely rules that we made up for ourselves!!

i didn’t do a “word of the year” this year – i’m just on a mission and i’m headed there full steam ahead. but. if i did, there would’ve likely been a whole list of words because i’m generally so indecisive. somewhere near the top of that list would have been “grace.” you’d be hard pressed to find someone that was a harsher critic on themselves than me, but dang it, i am determined to give myself some grace. i have got to loosen the necktie a bit. let the hair down. i know it might seem like i’m totally carefree and whatever – i’m here to confess to you that i truly need to give myself some more grace. grace when i’m three minutes late, grace when i eat something a bit “off brand,” grace when i don’t feel like getting ready in the morning, grace when the outfit of the day is sweats, grace when one of the kids doesn’t like the dinner i made, grace when i’m having a hard time clearly seeing the vision and i’m confused, ready to quit… just some more grace in basically every situation.

i’m gonna go ahead and assume you could use some more self-gifted grace, too. because guess what – i’m a human and so are you. and we’re gonna make mistakes. we’re here on this big blue and green rock, spinning around, semi-blindly wandering through life just like everyone else – the least we can do is make it a little easier on ourselves if at all possible.

i challenge you to letting yourself off the hook a little this week – what’s that gonna look like? and better yet, how are you gonna feel next Friday when you’ve gone a little easier on yourself for Seven. Days. Straight?!??

♥, SF

written words

November 18, 2020 by Sarah Faith

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these are some of the exact words i wrote in my journal this morning. i don’t know why i felt so compelled to share them – i guess i thought maybe they could help someone. i hope they do…

i have a hard time delineating between something not serving me and needing to pivot away and choose a new path, especially when things don’t work out. i seem to gravitate toward something taking another course as something being wrong with me and i start thinking that it’s going nowhere. really, if i sit and think about the truth, there’s been at least a hundred times when something didn’t work out and it was for my betterment. a new option that i didn’t consider surfaces and i’m back clear sailing.

the mindset i want to practice is trust.

the mindset i want to practice is peace.

the mindset i want to practice is yes, chasing big things is hard, but there’s a difference between something being hard and something not aligning with your soul. sometimes it’s hard to figure out exactly what the difference between the two things is, but there’s a small voice, an intuition, a gut instinct that’s always had my back that i know i can trust.

♥,
SF

dear self,

October 7, 2020 by Sarah Faith

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the first letter to me, from me.

you know, it’s ok to not be ok. we’re all humans and sometimes we just have days when we’re not 100%. you don’t have to beat yourself up about it.

you don’t have to take everyone else’s opinion so seriously. shit, you don’t owe a single second to their opinion if it doesn’t serve you. none of this is really up to them anyway.

maybe it would be fun to try thinking for one whole day that you were a fucking epic creation. maybe it wouldn’t feel like you were being cocky or self-centered. maybe it would feel like you were just actually being yourself for once. beautiful, loud, outlandish, creative, vibrant, a little crazy, full of joy and energy, just the way you were created to be. just a thought.

you’re going to make it. even if you were stranded in the middle of nowhere with nothing left to your name but the shirt on your back and the shoes on your feet, you would figure out how to make it. what are you afraid of?

just because it doesn’t work out just like you think it should, doesn’t mean it’s not working. don’t you think it’s a little small minded to think that you have the master plan anyway? the master plan is controlled by someone much higher than you – no offense. you probably don’t want it to work out the way you planned anyway – there are much greater things in store. things you can’t even imagine. outcomes you never considered.

your dreams and aspirations are far from stupid, far from impossible, far from worthless. whatever visions were put in your head and heart are For you – chase them.

think back to a time when you were So Full of Joy, you could hardly contain yourself. do more of that.

resting isn’t for lazy people. it’s for smart people. running yourself to the ground seems like a great thing to do, until you’re actually in the ground, unable to move, unable to dream, unable to chase because you ran too hard. it’s a marathon; not a sprint.

there are trees, and rivers, and mountains, and sunrises, and sunsets, and oceans, and animals, and canyons, and a thousand other amazingly beautiful things in this earth. the same Creator that made all of that… also made You. don’t sell yourself short. you were made to fly and shine and be. you were made for this. whatever your “this” is…. whatever makes you feel like you’re the best version of yourself. that’s who you were created to be. don’t you dare put yourself in a small box. don’t you dare be afraid to take up all your space in this world. you’re the only you this planet has ever and will ever have.

♥,

SF

between the ears

August 4, 2020 by Sarah Faith

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i’ve been golfing since i was a kid – i believe my dad put my first club in my hand at 9. he would every so often lovingly suggest that i pursue golf more seriously because he really thought i could go somewhere with it – play in high school, get a scholarship, really do the damn thing – but i sort of laughed him off just about every single time. i was a soccer player. i didn’t believe that i could ever be good at a sport that relied so heavily on myself – i thought i needed the team and, if i’m being completely honest, i got quite a bit of aggression out… golf is not a contact sport, nor one that really involves any sort of aggression. final deduction – not for me.

but i’ve still played golf here and there my whole life, just not very seriously. as far as swings go, i’ve got a decent one. i had a great teacher growing up in my dad, and my husband aspires to golf professionally. but i just never could quite call it “my sport.” so it didn’t seem like a big deal a couple weeks ago when i literally said out loud….. “i think i’m just going to stop trying… i don’t know why i keep wasting all this effort trying to get better at this. i need to just accept that i’m a 90s golfer…” i understand that 90s is great for many, but i’ve got the most competitive spirit i’ve ever met, and i’m constantly golfing with people who are birdie machines and under par pretty often. i started feeling like a failure. i started telling myself how much i sucked in comparison. it made me mad. like, really mad. i started talking like a defeatist. i truly believed the game was a waste of time, and i wasn’t having any fun playing it.

TRUTH BOMB –> it’s all mental. not just golf. everything. all of it. it’s mental and you get to choose what kind of mentality you have and what actions that mentality inspires you to take. *carry on*

here’s why i know that little above part to be true. i was involved in a tournament this past weekend – a two-day, two-man tournament. the way it worked out, i was partnered up with one of our great friends and neighbors, and we were all excited to play this tournament, chirping each other, just all around amped. except for the thoughts i had in the back of my mind that whispered sweet nothings to me – things to the effect of, “you’re not even good at this game. your poor partner. hope his back doesn’t get tired from carrying the team…” you know, kind, helpful things like that…

i’ll say i fumbled through day one, trying my best, but ultimately, playing pretty average…. but on day two, i stepped on to the driving range and thought to myself, “i’m really tired of this sad sack of emotions i’ve turned into out here. i think i’d like to make today different,” and i took a swing. and it was different. so i took another swing. and it was different, too. pure. carefree. easy.

TRUTH BOMB –> it’s all mental. every. single. thing.

but it wasn’t just a few good swings on the driving range – those few swings turned into my second lowest round ever – 79. and i’ll even add that one bad hole cost me a 76 – which would have totally been badass. but the bottom line is… it was all mental.

i committed to myself from the very beginning that i was going to be locked in mentally for all 18 holes. none of this shit where i trail off and start telling myself how shitty of a player i am, how bad of a teammate i am, how one mistake leads to another, how you i can have one good hole, but probably not two, none of that. i was committedAF. i took as many deep breaths as it took for me to settle down – like 936 deep breaths, people. a SHIT TON of deep breaths…. because i’m a damn MENTAL case out there. i SWEAR. in my head the entire time…. it. was. hard. but you know what, it was worth it. and i proved to myself that for as mental as i think i am, i’m so much stronger than all of that crap that happens in the tiny space between my ears.

before every shot, no matter how difficult, i waited for my mind to clear all the shit before i acted. (side note: my life should be like that… let the shit clear before taking action.) on tricky shots, i waited for all of that crap to get out of the way that told me i would never pull it off, which led me to back-to-back birdies at one point. i stood on tee boxes and literally visualized the exact path of my drive – i probably looked nuts sometimes just staring at the fairway for like 10 seconds at a time. but i didn’t care, because 200+ yards later, i was ready for shot number two – set my up for eagle once and put me about 5 feet off the side of a green once… it’s all MENTAL!!! i stopped caring about how i looked, what other people thought, and i 100% bought in to that round – all four and a half hours of it. and for someone as off-the-walls as me, that’s a long ass time.

guys, i’m not an amazing golfer. sure, i’ve been playing a long time, and i’m better than average. i’ve got good mechanics and i can get around a course pretty well. but i one THOUSAND percent willed my way to that round – i know that without a doubt. it was my mental game that kicked so much ass that day.

and this is alllllll applicable to life. how many negative things do you tell yourself on a daily basis, sometimes without even realizing they’re there?? i’ll just fess up and say….. kind of a lot, like…. too much… way too much…. more than i’d like to ever admit – and the gross part is the some of the things i tell myself, i would NEVER utter to another human being, so Why in the Hell do i let that live in my mind…? how many times have i walked up to a golf course and been like “yup, i totally can’t wait to play this game today,” only to basically mentally give up entirely after my first mistake….. a mistake that probably isn’t that big of a deal and is probably normal for a girl who isn’t an aspiring pro golfer….. why does it take so LITTLE for me to cash it in??? no way, José. i realized some Powerful Shit the other day on the course, and it is STAYING!!!

Take as many deep breaths as it takes to calm down – who cares what you look like. it’s not about them, dammit. COMMIT mentally to what you’re doing! it’s the most powerful thing you can do! i learned, and literally proved to myself for the better part of 5 hours…. that my mind is SOOOOOOOOOO powerful!!!! not like i didn’t know that before, but i literally spent FIVE HOURS working this truth and it was like SCIENCE!!!!

so…. all that being said…. i truly hope that this fires you up and gives you a glimpse of your power. and i truly, truly hope it’s just as therapeutic of a revelation for you as it has been for me.

be well friends. love you all

♥
SF

eight days left.

only eight days stand between me and release day. i’m VERY excited – i can’t wait for everyone to hear what i’ve been working on, thinking about, tweaking multiple times, listening to probably about a thousand times, dreaming about, and completely pouring myself into. this song means the world to me, and i think the largest reason is because it’s the beginning of many many more.

it’s the start of my purpose. it’s the first time i’m addressing the world and letting the universe know i’m here for real and ready to be used, ready to serve, to give my heart, soul, stories – really ready to give all of myself to leave this place a little better than when i came. to help people put into words things they can’t themselves understand. to really spread the message that just because you come from a mess doesn’t mean that you are a mess. you can have a dysfunctional past without the necessity of a dysfunctional future. i truly believe these things, and i’ll keep repeating them over and over again, reaching as many people as i possibly can.

i always said if i impacted one person, all of this would be worth it – everything from the good to the bad. for all the times i was going through stuff with my family, with my mental health, with everything that comes from being a child of an alcoholic… it was all worth it – so worth it that i’d do the same thing over and over again. when i’m asked what the one thing is that i’d do for free – my answer is undoubtedly share my story. looking back, i spent so much time trying to act like everything was fine, trying to fit in, be the hero, take care of everything, when all i really wanted was to tell people how confused i was and how much of a toll my home life was taking on me. all i wanted was someone to understand my confusion. shit, i’m still confused sometimes and my mind is still caught up in where i’ve been now and again. the difference is now i know where i’m going and i know there’s a greater purpose, so it helps with some of that confusion.

where am i going? i always love talking with people about this. i was chatting on the phone today and i could feel myself get really amped at this point of the conversation. for me, this isn’t just about making pretty music and laughing and having an easy life. my journey as a singer-songwriter is about doing things i never thought i could do. saying things i never thought i’d be able to say. seeing things in a way i never thought i’d see them. i thought i was hopeless, useless, and pointless, and as i continue to wake up to the dreams inside my soul and start looking at them as not only possibilities, but outcomes, everything shifts. everything changes. the shit show that i used to drown in becomes a platform that holds me up – my weaknesses become my strengths.

can’t wait to have you on this journey with me. it’s about to be one amazing, unbelievable, unapologetic ride.

♥
SF

another [quarantined] thursday.

April 23, 2020 by Sarah Faith

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i put jeans on today (yes, you read that correctly…). i’m wearing a “real” shirt (classified as one that i wouldn’t usually sleep in, or let an animal sleep on). also, big winner here, i’m wearing makeup. imagine that! weird how this “put together” state i’m in happens rarely when i’ve got nowhere to go. does going to the kitchen for numerous snacks count…?

no, but really. i do go to the kitchen a lot….

great segue…. wanna know another place i’ve been going a lot this week? mentally down a rabbit hole. not always a negative rabbit hole…. so maybe that’s not the right word, but i’ve honestly felt like i’ve been on a roller coaster of thoughts. i wake up one day and i’m like “Wooo!!! i’m killing it!! this day is going to be great!!” and the next (sometimes the next hour… or minute), i’m like “shit. what the hell. this is awful. where is this even going? you’re not doing nearly enough.” anyone else? it’s like being on a pirate’s ship in the movies in the middle of one of those stupid storms with waves about 3x as tall as the ship you’re on, but then in the morning, some 3 hours later, having the brightest, most beautiful sunshine imaginable. that’s what this week has felt like.

if you’re with me, or you know what i’m talking about, can i get a “retweet” or a hand raised or head nod or whatever….. thank you very much!!!

*deep breath* (feel free to take one with me…) sometimes the only thing i can do in a weird moment like that is just breathe. because i know it’s just a season. a possibly one minute-long season. and in one of my conversations this week, a friend of mine told me, “you’ll only fail if you quit. and Sarah, you are so crystal clear on your purpose and your why, i know you won’t quit. so that means you won’t fail.” Ay. Freaking. Men. that’s it right there. (also, contemplating getting that tattooed some place. forehead would probably be best….thoughts…?)

that’s the truth though – i know that i’m not the only one who sometimes feels a little stuck or like things aren’t going like they should. things sometimes don’t feel like they’re “going how they should” but honestly, if you take the 30,000 foot view, everything’s just as it should be. it may mean a bit of a rainy season every now and then, but honestly, there have been some STORMS… and i mean…. tornado hurricane monsoon typhoon earthquake all at once, how am i getting out of this alive S T O R M S …. but i’m still standing. and sometimes my mind is full of overwhelm and doubt and fear and every other thing that makes me just want to cry. and then the storm passes. and the sun comes out. and i’m better for it.

just something to consider – what if we could take deep breaths and assure ourselves that sunshine is always in the forecast? maybe that would make stormy times easier to handle. *shrug* just a thought!

anyway, i’ll be using this message as fuel tonight (Thursday nights!!!) on my Instagram + Facebook LIVE “Peeling Back the Layers” Episode TWO!!!!! second week in a row, so stoked. hoping to get a few more viewers than last week, and i think it’s going to be a good time!! 8pm cdt // 9pm est. Instagram doesn’t have a live link, but Facebook does!! –> www.Facebook.com/sarahfaithmusic/live <– click there!!! see ya tonight!!

♥ SF

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