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Sarah Polite 

This post is a year in the making. Something that has been in my heart for a while.
A question I get often and every single time I meet someone new, which has happened a lot this year as I’ve moved to a new place surrounded by new people. I was even asked it last night. Surrounded by a group of new faces. Asking because they didn’t know. ✨
“What do you do?” ✨
A simple question. ✨
They ask me curiously, probably out of habit as a part of the introduction, but it stirs up so much more for me. It stirs up so much more than the quick answer they may expect back. The elevator pitch I don’t have prepared. ✨
This question has become a part of our daily conversations and greeting when we introduce ourselves and for a long time I stumbled over answering it. ✨
I wrote something about how I respond now. The link is in my bio ✨💛

Have you ever had someone tell you that you couldn’t?
Couldn’t do something? Couldn’t be someone? Couldn’t achieve the goal you were striving for?
I have.
Someone once told me I couldn’t write. She created a decade of doubt in my life that I’ve recently overcome. She stole my words for a long time. Not anymore. This post is dedicated to her. To everyone that told us we couldn’t. We can.
I’m sharing a story that many don’t know on my blog today. Sharing the negative experience I had to fuel positive change and let you know that you can still create, share and be just as you are in this moment even if the doubt creeps in. Don’t let the doubt or the ones who try to plant the seed of it in your life sprout and steal the gifts you have to share. They’re so important. You’re so important.
Link is in my profile🦋✨

I took a trip to L.A. and I didn’t post about it on social media.
What did I do instead? Enjoyed every moment of it. I wrote about my experience of taking this trip without documenting the moments as I was experiencing them but experiencing the moments and being present in them. Link is in my profile to read more ✌🏻🚲🌴✨

Slowing down in a social media world. I’m feeling moved lately to change my pace.
To disconnect to reconnect. To put the phone down more. Here are a few things I’ve been practicing recently in this pursuit:
Writing less on my laptop and picking up a pen and paper in it’s place. Writing throughout the day and scribbling in my journal, taking notes, drafting things to come. Even if it’s messy. Especially if it is. It takes more thought this way. I like that. It connects me to the page and what I want to say and how I’m feeling. I feel it deeper.📝
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Wearing a watch so I don’t keep checking the screen for the time. Because when I do I see the notifications and always go online. Always. Hearing the tick of the second hand click click click around grounds me. 🕑
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Carrying a camera . Even if it’s big. No matter how the photos turn out. Taking them for fun, not for perfection. They can’t be filtered. Snapping a shot and putting it away. Not 10 takes. Putting them in an album. Even the bad ones. They still make me smile. There is something so intentional about shooting with film. I want to do more or that. Not knowing how it turns out until it does- just like life.📸
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Writing in a day planner instead of using my calendar in my phone. Plans resonate more with me when written down instead of typed into the screen. They feel more special.📔
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Writing postcards to friends on my trip. Telling them the stories and thoughts I would normally text them. Thinking of them feels a little deeper when I don’t always tell them I am and writing it down and sending it to them across the country means something even if it’s slower.💌
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Pausing for joy in the moments and not always posting that joy in the moment.
Connecting more with humans in real life without documenting I am. Taking the connections I’ve had through this amazing platform and taking them to real life and to coffee shops to have continued conversations. Looking them in their eyes. Deeper. More intention. Mindfulness. Awareness. Getting back to basics. To feeling without it always having to happen through my screen. To scribbling messy, handwritten notes in my beautiful journal that turn into posts like this one. 🧡

A part of my heart will remain in this corner, this space at 1263 Pendleton even after @thevillagegrind moves across the street after today. If you’ve been there even only once, then yours will too. The sweet smell of lavender mochas and morning buns, Sunday donuts and the unforgettable fragrance of brunch burgers next door through the shared space. The window where the light pours in. Where the rain hits the glass. Where the people pass, walking by waving and smiling. I smile back. I see them. They see me. The sound of the coffee grinder whirring occasionally but always at the exact moment when he tries to tell me something. We laugh every time it happens. I love those moments. Where so many words have been written. Where so many stories have started and been told. Where I’ve spent full days on the corner sofa talking with friends old and new instead of doing anything else. You’ve maybe been one of those friends. Entire days. It’s worth it. Always worth it. And I always leave more inspired than when I arrived. Always. My friends behind the counter that have become my friends in front of the counter. The connections, conversations and constant company Lindsey & co. have cultivated here.
It will continue. Like an inspiring conversation that remains after you’ve left it. Like a warm hug that keeps you comforted after it ends, these feelings continue after The Grind closes at 4pm and we’ve all gone home. After this original, special, one of a kind place transforms into the new, special one of a kind place - it all remains. Honoring the old and looking forward to the new- can’t wait to settle into my new window seat across the way on Wednesday. ☕️✨💛

Friday 7/20, 9:50 AM: I stood behind him watching as he watered each plant with thought and care just moments before he officially opened the doors of his new store to the world for the first time. He didn’t notice me documenting these last few special solo moments and that made it even more meaningful. Other than Beyoncé playing in the background it was quiet, peaceful and there was a breeze from the street as the door hung open and cars drove by on Pendleton. His mom, friends, neighbor after neighbor, and hopeful new friends filled the store and his day throughout the day, all day. They wanted to be here, surrounded by these plants, the local art and good vibes that A.J created and curated in one special room. L O V E F I R S T is visible on the letter-board in the window before you enter and as soon as you do you realize first and foremost love is here. It’s scary to open up to others by opening up a place full of your heart and things that you love. But he did and he’s here, and we’re here with him, and we love them too. Congratulations on opening day @savereign - I can’t wait to see what continues to grow for you. Stop by 1256 Pendleton St. for plants, good vibes, local art and love. Lots of love. Every plant purchase starts a new journey. So go visit him and here’s your weekend to-do list: Buy plants. Care for plants. Care for people, repeat ✌🏻💚🌿✨

Q: What is the lesson of a lonely heart? A question I’ve asked myself a lot lately and had trouble finding the answer. June was a lonely month. June was also an amazing, inspired month full of so many moments of joy. So many. But now that it’s July and the cloud that occasionally hovered above me the month before has lifted I’ve been reflecting on what made it appear in the first place. As I did I had a major realization. At first I just thought- I’m single so that’s why I’m lonely. Makes total sense. Still does, except that wasn’t it. The last few months I removed a really good friend from my life. Emotional eating was pretty much my BFF. Sure, this friend wasn’t good for me, sometimes we have friends that aren’t. But they were always there in the moments I needed them. For as long as I can remember. They made me feel better. Until they didn’t. And then I needed to say goodbye. Once I parted ways with emotional eating I noticed I wanted to fill the void it left with other things, new “friends”. But I was aware and decided I’m not filling voids with things or people. So I took a break and removed them as well. Gone. That quickly left a lot of wide open spaces wide open that I used to pack in and fill up. And I felt it, deeply. Cracked open. Feeling. Lonely. Missing the ways I used to feel better instead of feel deeper.
As I was thinking about all that I’ve removed the last couple months I started thinking about all that I’ve added. Why do I have to fill the void with things that hurt me. That numb me. Why can’t I fill the open spaces with LOVE AND ABUNDANCE. More love and abundance than what’s already there. So much that I’m overflowing with it. So I decided to let it in. As much as would fit and then add a little more. As that gray cloud lifted I found my answer to the question I was seeking.
A: I AM ENOUGH. Without the emotional eating. Just as I am, where I am. With all my feelings, baggage, messy stuff that makes me me. With all the beautiful stuff too. The love and abundance I’m choosing. Without distractions. Without another person. ENOUGH. Just me, wide open, all of me. 🦋
That was the lesson.

This 🌈 came on a day I needed it and wanted it, secretly wishing to myself all day for a sign. I didn’t know for what but knew I would know when I got it. I just made it home as the sky opened up and I sat on my porch and listened to the raindrops dance. As the rain slowed the sky turned pink and I saw it. I ran up to my roof, barefoot to witness the layers of color appear in the sky with the smell of summer storm still in the air. I felt the tug in my heart that I wanted to share it with someone. I looked around on my empty roof, solo and soaked in the rain. I smiled and knew I had to share it with as many people as I could and instead of focusing on the fact I was alone on my roof in the rain I could spread the joy I was feeling in that moment. I grabbed my phone and snapped a photo, a photo that still takes my breath away and started texting. I text people that I love deeply, like a lot and feel inspired by. Some I had talked to earlier that day, a few I even saw moments before and others I haven’t talked to in months. I felt moved to share it with them and spread it with a grateful heart. Some with a simple message that I was thinking of them or that I miss and love them and others just with the photo and no words. I went through my contacts. I wanted them to know and feel it too. I wasn’t asking for anything in return and didn’t know who I would even hear back from but as the rainbow started to fade into the clouds and disappear the most beautiful thing started to happen. People began responding to the rainbow telling me they needed this rainbow too, some asking me how could I know the exact right time to send it. I didn’t know even though I did because all of us want someone else to love and think of us. It’s so powerful to tell someone else they’re thought about especially when they’re not expecting it. In the normal everyday moments and especially in the special double rainbow moments. It means something. And just as I needed that rainbow reminder that day they did too. We all did. The roof felt a little less empty. The moment felt even more magical. Witness wonder. Celebrate beauty. Speak love. Spread joy. Be grateful. Repeat.

{Stand in your truth even though you’re scared. Speak your truth even if your voice shakes. Live your truth no matter what anyone else thinks.} A year ago I quit my job in TV- the one I’d been at for 9 years in a career I’d been in for 14 because of a dream that I’d had for as long as I can remember. I didn’t leave for another show, promotion or raise. I left to come here. For change. In search of a better quality of life. Hoping for health, happiness and simply because I felt like I needed to be here. And so I came. Without my next big career move in place or even a paycheck. The hustle and grind suddenly stopped after hustling and grinding for so long. To do that-to walk away without the next thing lined up maybe didn’t make sense to most, but it felt right to me. Reckless to some, rewarding to me. For so long I made decisions out of fear, and after some hard work I stopped. It was exhausting- the fear. I started listening to my feelings instead. It was freeing-to feel. To do what was right for my heart and soul not what I thought others needed or what looked good. To do what I deserved. Not making decisions for worry of disappointment. Truth is always there. Even when fear wants to cover it up, and we forget about it, truth remains, asking to be set free even if it’s quiet at first. And so I did. I set it free. When the day came to speak the words that had been there for some time - they flowed. You know those conversations you think of all the ways they could play out? The ones that scare you? This was one of those. But as I said the words “I’m leaving” I actually smiled as I said them. It was effortless and easy - Just like me in that moment. Should it have been harder? No. Because - it was my truth and I was just speaking it. Once the words came out and I started digging them out from the dirt and fear that were covering it, smothering it for so long, it got easier to continue. At first my voice was a whisper and then it shook. I continued speaking. My truth started to grow from deep below. And as I continued to share it and speak it, the stronger and stronger, louder and louder my voice got, my truth got until it became the only thing I’ve spoken since.

A lot of things come up for me on my mat in yoga but this mantra has been a daily one. LET GO. Let go of what no longer serves you. Take what you need, release the rest. ✨ It’s so easy to hold onto it ALL. The good, the bad and everything in between. A hoarder of emotions. A heavy, cluttered heart that needs a spring cleaning AND a garage sale. I’ve been there. I needed that garage sale. Badly. But then I started cleaning out and releasing what brought me shame, sadness and made me feel less than. What no longer served me and my happiness even though it was easier to carry weight than to let it go. Emotional eating was that for me. And over the last few months I did, I let it go. It didn’t bring me the good I deserved. In the moment it brought comfort but then it brought shame. It still creeps up occasionally like an itch that needs to be scratched, but I don’t scratch it. I resist the temptation to rekindle my relationship with the habit that met me nightly, but the release and letting go created a void. It was a part of me for so long it left a spot open. Wide. And I noticed wanting to fill it with other things. So every time I’m reminded to LET GO I ask “what no longer serves me?” These are 2 things that I’m releasing for the month of June to see what comes from it as they currently don’t. 1)Alcohol: I’m a social drinker. Casual & fun. A round of shots for everyone! So much fun in the moment so much shame the next day. The texts to friends asking for reassurance on my behavior and beating myself up for not stopping at a point where I don’t feel out of control. Not wanting to lose control and be present in my life. So- this month I release it. 2)Mindless shopping: Buying extra stuff, just because. Strolling the aisles and not thinking as I put things in my cart. Excess. Quantity over quality. Retail therapy. The shame I feel at the register at the total amount that I may not always have. The continued shame as I head home and realize I don’t need the things I purchased. I have all I need. This month- I release it.
Here’s to what serves us. What brings us joy and roots us in happiness, mindfulness and gratitude. May we find more of that by letting go❤

The subject of the email read “GET BEACH BODY READY” and the body of the email guaranteed us a bikini bod by summer if we signed up for a membership. Well, summer is here and so is my response to them: THIS is a bikini bod. EVERYBODY in EVERY BODY already has a beach body. Just. As. We. Are. 👙💜

Have you ever been somewhere and know you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be? You can’t explain it but you know? Even if it doesn’t make sense? ESPECIALLY if it doesn’t. Well, #thatsmygreenville. I felt it two years ago on May 23 & 24 2016 when I visited Greenville for the first time. A whirlwind, last minute creative road trip to Nashville was coming up and I posted about it in a TV and PR Facebook group that I was a member of. I told the group about the trip and that I was hoping for connection, inspiration and exploring new places while telling the stories we found along the way. My post received a comment and invitation from the woman I now call my dear friend and fairy godmother- TARYN. She didn’t know me but she kindly asked if I would be interested in visiting Greenville. I told her YES. One invitation from her changed it all. One YES from me put the change in motion. The course of my life is totally different because of this moment. We arrived. We drove down Main St. I smelled the gardenias under my window at the Swamp Rabbit Inn and ate dinner under twinkle lights at Soby’s. We explored the Swamp Rabbit Trail and got a strawberry donut at The Swamp Rabbit Cafe. We visited Reedy River Farms and I met people I knew would be my friends for life. I felt it. My heart was connected to this place, a place that I didn’t even know existed before then. A belonging and pull that was hard to explain to anyone other than those who’ve felt it. It was exciting and scary, but I went with the feeling, my gut and heart and after some more changes and bold leaps- I’m here. Fast forward 2 years later, to last night. We celebrated #yeahthatgreenville at their Yeah, THAT party and I got to share my love of this place with so many others that love it just as much as I do. We all wore these brightly colored tags around our necks asking us what we love so much and my tag read: “From the moment I arrived here I knew I was home.” The date last night was May 24, 2018- exactly 2 years ago to the day of my first fateful visit to my new home. It’s so much bigger than us, bigger than me and last night was a reminder- I’m so thankful to be here, exactly where I’m supposed to be.

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