There isn’t a day I’m not coming across a vlog, group, or post regarding the “Trad Wife”. We’ve all seen it right? So what is trad wife? The trad wife stands for the traditional wife. Step back in time before the mid-60s and there you have the majority of women who fit the mold of the trad wife. You may have thought it had been long lost in the past, but it has come through like an unstoppable wave online. This isn’t necessarily a new movement. It just looks like people are talking about it more and younger people are catching on too. So let’s take this topic like a bear tearing through the high walls of feminism exposing the lies of indoctrination of society.

If your 40+ in age the memories may be washing over you when we reminisce back to those days. The days when being a traditional wife wasn’t so uncommon. It really wasn’t that long ago when society didn’t looked down on a woman who was a housewife and mother. A time when a woman made the choice to prioritize her family, and it wasn’t looked down upon.

WHEN THE SWITCH FLIPPED

Young woman got into their late teens/early 20s and the tides had changed for the worse. More and more women were looking down on the idea of staying home. “I never want to end up like my mother.” Instead, they were looking to their careers and postponing having children. They were more focused on not being dependent on some man, and retain their freedom from the clutches of a dominant and controlling man. Through their childhood and teenage years, the most impressionable times, they were fueled by fears of being one of “those women” by their own mothers, aunts, and the media. How can you say this?! It’s because I know… I lived it.

DID YOU SEE IT COMING?

One can’t deny looking back that it was a slow progression of indoctrination started by the feminist movement. The 60s may have been seen as the “revolutionary” period in which women stood their ground. As they were “burning their bras” in defiance to the rules man the most damage was done in the years that followed. At the time we saw it as steps forward to making more financial solid households. A women make a “contribution” to the income. Providing the financial means to help their children to fulfill the dreams they didn’t such as going to university. The one place those indoctrinated children could freely spread the disease of the fractured family. Did you see it coming? Probably not, but now when you look back you can’t help but shake your head.

One could write many books on the reasons but this is how I saw it from my own eyes.

TAKE G-D OUT OF EVERYTHING

Take the fear of G_d out of everything and you will be robbed a harmonious family, life, and society. It starts in the home then crept into the schools. Observing the L_rds day just became a day to watch Football. Rather than focusing on time with the family it became another day of resting in preparation of the work week. I mean we only get 2 days! I’ll keep this “taking G_d out of everything” for another post, but let’s move on. I think you got the point.

I WORK THEREFORE I’M EQUAL

If you think for one minute that simply because you hold a job outside the home that you are in some way equal to a man you are fooling yourself. You are already equal you just fail to see it. Working outside the home doesn’t make you anything more than a bitch. Yep, I said what everyone thinks but don’t have the guts to say it.  I’ve worked outside the home my entire adult life, so I know firsthand. Working outside the home doesn’t roll off naturally for a woman. No matter how much you lie to yourself while you’re reading this you know that’s the truth. Having 2 bosses is the most overwhelming unnatural feeling for any woman. Women want simplicity and one boss.

Let me break this down for you. Many men reading this are going to end with a loud “Amen!” and many of you women are going to get downright angry. Why the anger? Because you know I’m right. Let me tell you what you don’t want to hear. When you get home from your “job” your husband gets to meet his supposed equal; the bitch. Are you mad? I bet you are. There is nothing more unpleasant for a man then to come home to a wife who’s just finished an equally long day working outside the home. Why? Because now she’s got 2 BOSSES and you, the husband, will always come in 2nd! You heard me right. She’s got you AND her work “boss”. Which boss will she prioritize? You? No, she’ll always put her other boss before you. Why? Because she’s been programed that work equals money, and money equals freedom to leave your ass whenever she feels fit. You can thank the feminist movement. You’re welcome.

Reflect about what has just been said. Face the fact that the boss that comes before the boss G_d assigned in your life is money (your job). Harsh to think about isn’t it. Let me break this down for you. If you don’t put your work “boss” 1st you have a risk right? You’ll lose your job which means you’ll lose your income which means you’ll lose your freedom. You also risk the comfortable 2 income lifestyle you’ve come accustom to. If you don’t put your husband 1st do you have any risks? Actually no. He’s been so stripped of his masculinity that he wouldn’t dare say what he really thinks showing you what a real fascist you’ve married. Ow the horror! Men are terrified to say anything and honestly it’s the biggest turn off for any real woman. Again, please thank all the feminist.

Men don’t want to compete for your attention. When you put your job “boss” before him it makes him feel feelings similar to jealously. You’re his wife. As your husband he is your only authority under G_d, so he naturally wants you under him not having to compete for your attention. When he has to compete with your job “boss” it suddenly gives him a feeling of being dismissed and meaningless in your life. He thinks to himself, “what’s the point?”

MEN ARE TERRIFIED & WOMEN ARE CONFUSED

Thanks to the feminist we have successfully stripped men of their masculinity. In the process of men not being MEN women have lost their femininity. I mean I can’t tell you how many times in my lifetime I’ve been in a relationship and I found myself running to answer the door even though my husband is home. I don’t know… shouldn’t the man answer in case there is danger at the door? How many times have you moved furniture not even thinking to ask your husband, the man, do it. Wait wait wait… how many of you have moved furniture while your man was watching. OMG!

All I can say is we need to fix this mess that has been made. Those of us with our head on straight need to guide and show the younger generations the true value of family. We need them to understand that though G_d made us different with different roles it does not mean we are not equal. It is when he come together as one completing each other that we flow naturally as G_d intended.

Anyone who knows me at any level immediate thinks “she’s definitely not a conformist” or they will think after a discussion about politics and religion “she’s not a person who fits the box of organized religion”. In fact many of this may be true about me. Heck I’m a corporate working MJ smoking libertarian fiscally conservative peace and love Christian hippie! I don’t conform nor do I submit to everything someone with credentials tells me and most of all I’m not a clear picture when it comes to my faith. You don’t meet me and say ow yes she’s definitely Catholic or buddhist. No, you really get a mixed bag with me. I would say it’s the same the politics but this post is about religion.

I’ve always been drawn to cultish type region. The fact is I seek that strong radical thought. I want to be challenged and I want to be around people who don’t cave to societies norm. I guess that’s why I’m a Mormon. In many ways they’re radical but in other ways they’re just another massive world dominating religion. The thing is I don’t fit the box of a Mormon woman at all. Though I appreciate the leadership in our faith I do not believe they are infallible and the final word. However much I believe in the Prophet of our church I firmly believe that there are others who are Prophets of G_d that walk this earth. There is no doubt I am a Christian who believes in Jesus Christ as my L_rd and Savior. I believe that there were (and still are) others given gifts by G_d to fundamentally change the minds of unbelievers. I believe that there are other faiths and beliefs because G_d himself put them there to challenge our conventional thinking.

There is no doubt in my mind that Jesus was the first and true peace and love hippie.

What I don’t believe is that G_d and his son Jesus wanted organized religion. I believe that he gifted individuals with the power of prophecy but not rule. They wanted a world with many beliefs so that they may challenge each other with a deeper knowledge of the unknown. Seek that which you do not know much is what I believe G_d would instruct us to do. Even beliefs that produce evil behavior should be learned. Why? There is no power like the power of knowledge. The more you know about it the more you can teach pulling them away from evil and more into peaceful loving faith.

Organized religion does not promote peace and love rather it promotes intolerance and judgement. This intolerance and judgement breeds an uncomfortable place for most because immediately they feel like they are being judged. Being judged in the mind equals a feeling of isolation and avoidance. There is no love in casting strong judgement upon others and before doing so be sure your hands are clean. I’m sure no ones hands are that clean to put themselves in the judgement seat. Jesus loved everyone the same and if we are to do as Jesus did why do we set up institutions with leaders whose sole purpose is to judge?

So why do I belong to one of the largest organized religions. I think about this a lot and the only answer I come up with is a desire for structure. Rules give me a sense of stability. As well, I feel like I’m part of a larger family. Honestly a couple years ago I came to the realization that I am not LDS rather I’m a Mormon. I don’t like the idea of being affiliated with the LDS church because they are a massive corporate greed machine. They want nothing more than obedient members who challenge nothing. It’s my nature to challenge and go against the grain. Joseph Smith went against every grain of society. For longer than that I’ve seen myself as a Mystic. I see faith in a multidimensional form. Everything that we think we know that’s black and white isn’t and there are multiple levels of belief that can take one’s mind into a deeper state. That G_d is ever present not just some experience we have rather we are living each day. Everything around us is united one with G_d and that we are present in it all together.

I don’t really know why I continue to put myself in the Mormon box. Maybe it’s because Joseph Smith fascinates me and that in many ways he himself was somewhat of a Mystic. First and most important is that I’m a follower of Jesus Christ. In the end that’s all that matters in this world. Religion shouldn’t define you rather your faith by example should. Spend less time worrying about what some church or it’s leaders think and spend more time reflecting on what G_d thinks. Ultimately you will answer to him in the end.

I’ve been racking my brain about what to do with my life. I want to do something that has purpose, something that makes me use my passion and interests. I see people that do it all the time but maybe it’s because they have the balls and I don’t. Surely things come easier to come then to others but for me the idea of putting into action something I have an interest in to make my living is a scary thought. What things am I interested in and with that could I make money doing it?

I’ve had an online business before that was somewhat successful. Mind the fact that I didn’t put 100% into it so as to why it wasn’t as successful as it could have been. I am however familiar with what it takes to run such a business. The plan I have in my mind is to do an online store with mystic/hippie/spiritual stuff. Those are things I have a deep interest in that make me happy. I enjoy talking about those things as well as living it day to day. So why not start such a business.

It comes down to this… I HATE working for someone! Sure you get to mindlessly go through your day without the responsibilities of owning a business; however the downside is the freedom to choose how you approach each and every day. When you work for someone they set the pace and expectations. The pressure isn’t with your personal goals in mind rather it’s someone else’s goals you’re trying to reach. That just sucks! As someone who owned her own business in the past I much prefer reaching for my own goals. My job is very stressful. It’s not that I mind stress but I want it to be my stress not stress inflicted upon me due to what upper management believes should be our success.

Who defines success? To me success can be just making it through the day. At times success to me can be making enough sales for the month to pay the bills and live comfortably. On another day success to me can be helping someone who genuinely needed my help. Success isn’t measured by a standard rule rather it’s what you see as your own personal achievement. I come into work each day with one thing on my mind; G_d please let me just get through this day. I end my day with my neck, shoulders and back killing me from the stress of the day. It’s not how I ever imagined my life to become.

I don’t long to be a millionaire, I simply want to live comfortably. I want to be satisfied and content not by others definition but rather my own. For now I’ll do it for fun see where it takes me (the online business). The next step would be to set up a table at outdoor music festivals and such. Finally if I made enough money I’d love to have a physical location to interact with others who come to shop. I know I can make this happen I just have to focus and set a plan in course. It’s not like I haven’t done it before!

Wish me luck!

It’s raining outside and I’m feeling a bit down in the dumps emotionally. I feel like I hate my job and the company I work for. I’m envious of those who can make a living from their passions. Why can’t that be me? I know how to sew and make some jewelry but boy if you don’t have the time it’s impossible to make enough to sell online. I really would love to do something more creative and passion driven.

There are times I seriously wonder why I put so much of myself out there when it comes to my career. I’m not better off than most and I work 10 times harder it seems. I would love to work doing something I honestly get a great deal out of in life. Never know one day that might just happen. I have to find what it is that I want to do and figure out how to make it happen. Years ago I wanted to be a counselor for girls and women who were victims of rape. I never pursued it but I still would love to do that. But then you have to find funding and that’s really hard!

I have a couple eBooks I’ve been writing but of course I never seem to have the time to finish anything. Just running my 2 blogs and other social media just consumes each and every day. I know I can finish those books but I need some down time to do it. I think I’m overwhelmed with responsibilities which reality is I put much of it on me unnecessarily. I look at the guy who owns the local smoke shop and think how cool would that be to have a business like that. Being able to meet different people with a common interest. I need to do something different with my life.

It’s tough understanding me. I’m a conservative (politics & fiscally) yet I’m a hippie at heart. I’m a libertarian yet I don’t agree with the redefinition of marriage that’s happening in our society. I don’t agree on the reasons we go to war and I want pot legal. I’m a Christian yet my rebellion keeps me from being obedient to the rules of the church. I believe in living a stress reduced live with meditation at it’s core yet I work in a corporation that sucks the life out of me. I believe in helping the poor yet I believe that the rich have the right to be rich. There is so much about me that is a challenge!

I know those closest to me can’t wrap his head around how I am in such a strongly structured faith… how I subscribe to organized religion. I know it baffles them because they don’t see me as someone who would be. I’ve always craved rules and though I may not follow them all I know they are there and it gives me a sense of importance. With the church most everything is clearly outlined about what is and is not expected. However much I might not agree with the rules I still see it as desirable. The idea of rules being there for me… it’s appealing.

Anyways, I hope that everyone has a terrific weekend if i don’t write.

Peace, Sadie

This is one of those days that someone needs to be bitch slapped and it isn’t me. Say to self, “deep breath in and let it all out.”

I don’t handle being micromanaged at work. I’ve never experienced it until I came under this manager and I can say after 2 ½ years and counting I hate it with all my might. I’ve been biting my tongue all morning and though I enjoy pain a great deal this type of pain makes me feel a bit nuts. I have to figure out a way to get out from under this manager otherwise this is going to make me hate coming into work each day. G_d give me some guidance here!

I need some serious wisdom/advice instead of battling this out in my mind.

I ain’t lookin’ to compete with you
Beat or cheat or mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy or crucify you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

No, and I ain’t lookin’ to fight with you
Frighten you or tighten you
Drag you down or drain you down
Chain you down or bring you down
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I ain’t lookin’ to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up
Analyze you, categorize you
Finalize you or advertise you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to straight-face you
Race or chase you, track or trace you
Or disgrace you or displace you
Or define you or confine you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to meet your kin
Make you spin or do you in
Or select you or dissect you
Or inspect you or reject you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to fake you out
Take or shake or forsake you out
I ain’t lookin’ for you to feel like me
See like me or be like me
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

Bob Dylan 1964