No Desire to be Normal

If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

Me looking at normal and wondering why?

I don’t do normal. I look boring but that’s just my super hero disguise. I’m a rule breaking revolutionary in my own quiet way.

The person closest to me in the world is not visible. Nor can you hear him. But he is just the most practical, sensible, decent, honourable, kind, miraculous, being you could ever wish to meet. Very good at proving his existence (to me personally, I wouldn’t try to convince you, I’m weird not disrespectful).

I’m not alone though, I have friends with friends in cosmically high places.

The trouble is, I enjoy being weird but that’s actually my normal. I must try harder.

I dress boringly because I can’t find clothes I like. I do have the odd non-monochrome, non boring outfit in my wardrobe. I once wore orange and nearly had to resuscitate my husband and Frister. They thought it was an alien possession. I guard that outfit with my life as I really like it and if it wore out at the moment I’d be screwed!

My underwear is weird though. My grandmother once told me that you should always wear your best matching underwear when you go out in case you have an accident! I mean, there’s keeping up appearances and there’s insanity!

However, I’ve never been one to keep up appearances, plus I decided that as I didn’t want an accident I would never wear matching underwear, I’d go for the worst possible clash! One can’t be too careful.

With a family with those ideas is it any wonder I needed metaphysical friends to keep me grounded?!

So I may look boring, I may appear to be normal, I may seem to conform, but my monochrome-ish clothes hide a superhero outfit, and in the best traditions I’m simply hiding in plain sight.

Take it from me, normal social thinking doesn’t work at an empowering level. It’s too…what’s the word…?

Normal? Pointless? Impersonal? Driven by the beliefs of others? Programmed by the screwed up? Dictated by a disempowering way of living? Designed by social pressures? One size to fit all?

Don’t worry, I’ll work it out. It’s actually all that and more. Be wary of listening too closely to those who you think know you. Only you know you. I can show you why.

Weirdo-Woman to the rescue

If your thinking isn’t what you need it to be, if your thoughts aren’t creating your best life, and providing you don’t mind simple solutions that are easy to implement just call:

0800-WeirdoWoman. Or you could email me via this site. Or use my mobile number. That may be more normal but I’m happy with simple but effective.

Simplicity is a super-power hiding in plain sight.

Happy Sunday

Deb xx

P.S. Just please don’t tell people I’m one of the sanest, most grounded, people you’ll ever meet. You’ll not only ruin my street cred, I’m only grounded because my head is way above the clouds. That’s where sanity actually lives. 🤣😍

Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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