Thank you, dear one. Yes, my heart goes out to little me and all the littles of the world still enduring domestic violence. Sending love to you too! Xo
Sage, what a beautifully written brutal story. I feel you deeply, I feel that little girl and I’m sorry she wasn’t protected. I know she’s healing. Sending a big hug.
You are proof that we are not what was given to us, but who we choose to be. And that flowers can grow in the most unexpected places. Love to you girlfriend. 🩷
I stopped trying to protect my mother after she chose to stay and take her pain out on us. My main goal was to protect my brother and any other kids in the house as well as our pets. I was almost always the oldest and the tallest and just like I am now, I was outspoken and bold so I landed in the crossfires many of times … often just for calling 911. But I escaped for good by age 12 and had many broken years where I was passed along other family until my grandparents took me in. There were evil things that happened in that house, far worse than this poem. I do my best to find gratitude for any silver linings … in this case, having horrific parents made me a loving and devoted parent. Seeing injustice, made me brave to fight it. Having to fight taught me how to live with courage. Xoxo
no. please. i look forward to reading and listening. I have found that I cannot give proper concentration to absorb a message like this until allow my mind to assimilate if there’s anyone around or if there’s any noise so often times it might be if I can’t sleep at night or before I go to bed. Because although the messages are deep and thought provoking, they feel very safe to go to sleep with you know not nightmare material and I like how you make peace with things that have happened and speak of them with respect because our history should be respected. Just look at how easily we are just look i’m very proud of I listen to your pieces and read them that I feel more proud of how a little girl negotiated them… Me.
Beautiful. Yes! Be so proud of yourself, dear one. You’re here and you’re creating beautiful art! What a success you are!! What a gift to the world, YOU!! Xox
What a scary way to grow up Sage! I am so sorry that happened to you and your family. Sending you love.
Thank you, dear one. Yes, my heart goes out to little me and all the littles of the world still enduring domestic violence. Sending love to you too! Xo
I am so sorry you had to live through that.
Thank you dear Michelle. Me too. Grateful to have learned from the mistakes of others and raised my child with love and protection. ❤️🩹
Sage, what a beautifully written brutal story. I feel you deeply, I feel that little girl and I’m sorry she wasn’t protected. I know she’s healing. Sending a big hug.
Thank you, dear Prajna. I appreciate your engagement here. It’s nice to know when our work is read and how it makes others feel. Healing, yes. ❤️🩹
Yes yes yes Sage Woman Justice
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Heart-shattering raw truth that offers us a glimpse into where your backbone grew.
Thank you, dear Tara.❤️🩹
You are proof that we are not what was given to us, but who we choose to be. And that flowers can grow in the most unexpected places. Love to you girlfriend. 🩷
Thanks, sis! Love to you too!!🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
My heart breaks but then it is a little more open. Thank you for your beautiful sad words. I also love your voice 🫶
You always leave the most quote worthy comments. Thank you, sister.
Sad! I’m sorry for all of this!
But I like your voice recording. You have a great voice for podcasting.
Thanks Michelle. The Sage Word podcast is available on Apple and Spotify.
Oh I had no idea!
i know the facade well. the children protect the parents activities without instruction. peace at any cost. beautiful piece, Sage
Thank you, dear Pamela.
I stopped trying to protect my mother after she chose to stay and take her pain out on us. My main goal was to protect my brother and any other kids in the house as well as our pets. I was almost always the oldest and the tallest and just like I am now, I was outspoken and bold so I landed in the crossfires many of times … often just for calling 911. But I escaped for good by age 12 and had many broken years where I was passed along other family until my grandparents took me in. There were evil things that happened in that house, far worse than this poem. I do my best to find gratitude for any silver linings … in this case, having horrific parents made me a loving and devoted parent. Seeing injustice, made me brave to fight it. Having to fight taught me how to live with courage. Xoxo
no. please. i look forward to reading and listening. I have found that I cannot give proper concentration to absorb a message like this until allow my mind to assimilate if there’s anyone around or if there’s any noise so often times it might be if I can’t sleep at night or before I go to bed. Because although the messages are deep and thought provoking, they feel very safe to go to sleep with you know not nightmare material and I like how you make peace with things that have happened and speak of them with respect because our history should be respected. Just look at how easily we are just look i’m very proud of I listen to your pieces and read them that I feel more proud of how a little girl negotiated them… Me.
Beautiful. Yes! Be so proud of yourself, dear one. You’re here and you’re creating beautiful art! What a success you are!! What a gift to the world, YOU!! Xox
May God bless you and your resilient spirit. 🙏
Thank you. It was many years ago. Blessings to those who are enduring it now.❤️🩹