My name is Pauline (Sister Fabu). I am a reality poet. Being a woman who survived abuse homelessness, brought me here.
Through this podcast, I will share my poetry, short stories and pieces of my memoir. I will ask you to share your experiences with me. We will find strength through each other. When someone asks me, how are you? I learn not just to say I am fine. I think in the moment of how I am feeling. In this moment, “I am standing on a mountain top smiling with my harms open wide, eyes closed feeling the soft breeze on my face”. Please listen, share, and feel your “How are you”?
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My name is Pauline (Sister Fabu). I am a reality poet. Being a woman who survived abuse homelessness, brought me here.
Through this podcast, I will share my poetry, short stories and pieces of my memoir. I will ask you to share your experiences with me. We will find strength through each other. When someone asks me, how are you? I learn not just to say I am fine. I think in the moment of how I am feeling. In this moment, “I am standing on a mountain top smiling with my harms open wide, eyes closed feeling the soft breeze on my face”. Please listen, share, and feel your “How are you”?
why do so many of us define ourself by our past instead of allowing it to refine us.
Through My Looking Glass
26 minutes 27 seconds
1 year ago
why do so many of us define ourself by our past instead of allowing it to refine us.
Is the holiday stress we are putting on ourselves worth it?
How is it worth it? Most important, will
we recover.
Through My Looking Glass
My name is Pauline (Sister Fabu). I am a reality poet. Being a woman who survived abuse homelessness, brought me here.
Through this podcast, I will share my poetry, short stories and pieces of my memoir. I will ask you to share your experiences with me. We will find strength through each other. When someone asks me, how are you? I learn not just to say I am fine. I think in the moment of how I am feeling. In this moment, “I am standing on a mountain top smiling with my harms open wide, eyes closed feeling the soft breeze on my face”. Please listen, share, and feel your “How are you”?
