Sarah Poet

Sarah Poet

is creating One Woman's Story: A Memoir

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Hello.

Thank you for coming. 

My name is Sarah Poet. I claimed the name Poet at the age of 37, after having two other last names, belonging to two different men. I saw Poet on a mailbox when I was a kid and thought, "That should be my name." And then as an adult woman, I thought, "Why not?" 

I got pregnant during my first semester of college, to a man I loved, nine hours from home. I started my morning sickness in dorm bathrooms. I considered abortion and stood naked in front of a full length mirror in my dorm room, looking at the slender, 18 year old form, knowing it was made of stronger stuff and ancient mystery, and I vowed to that child to bring her through. 

I didn't know what would happen. But that day that I decided to honor her and carry her, I took out all the metal jewelry in my young body: belly, ears, nose, and I went as natural as I could get. I birthed her naturally, too. A nineteen year old in southern PA, whose baby would be adopted, standing up for her right to birth without an epidural. 

Somehow I knew these inherently feminine things. And more. I write about them in my memoir. And then I write about how I forgot. 

I abandoned myself in pursuit of success, of fulfilling someone else's ideal. It's hard to say who's. I was a pregnant, middle class, teenage girl, and I believed I was completely inadequate and unworthy of raising this child. And then I went on living like I was inadequate, despite all the achievement or hole-filling I could ever muster. 

Blame is never the point. The point is - it ruled my life in every facet and crevice, until it didn't. I woke up, but it didn't just miraculously heal over night. Not until I followed a life of sacred remembering (as I call it), until I took ownership of my life and honored my own soul, did life start to make sense again. 

We are buried in this society in outdated programs and belief systems. We strive to succeed and we might wake up one day if we're lucky to say to ourselves that we're not really living. 

As a woman, 
I am sacred. 
I have a voice worth speaking. 
I have a bold & beautiful soul song worth honoring. 
I am Mother. 
I am feminine and I honor the masculine. 
I live in a body that is beautiful and is home. 
I am all this and more. 

It took me some time to learn these things. This is One Woman's Story. It might remind you of your own. 

** My intent with this book is to write it for the world, for a shifting paradigm in which the feminine is honored in all bodies, for the women of the #metoo era. My intent with this book is that every woman who reads it be inspired to claim her own life, and to live in her truth. My intent with this book is that we do not let our traumas define us, that we be inspired to rise, that we walk to the edges of our preconceived limitations and we say, "Where do I choose to go next?" My intent for this book is to honor what is sacred right alongside a story of life as we know it, to re-infuse the sacred back into our modern life. 

Thank you for your support. 
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Hello.

Thank you for coming. 

My name is Sarah Poet. I claimed the name Poet at the age of 37, after having two other last names, belonging to two different men. I saw Poet on a mailbox when I was a kid and thought, "That should be my name." And then as an adult woman, I thought, "Why not?" 

I got pregnant during my first semester of college, to a man I loved, nine hours from home. I started my morning sickness in dorm bathrooms. I considered abortion and stood naked in front of a full length mirror in my dorm room, looking at the slender, 18 year old form, knowing it was made of stronger stuff and ancient mystery, and I vowed to that child to bring her through. 

I didn't know what would happen. But that day that I decided to honor her and carry her, I took out all the metal jewelry in my young body: belly, ears, nose, and I went as natural as I could get. I birthed her naturally, too. A nineteen year old in southern PA, whose baby would be adopted, standing up for her right to birth without an epidural. 

Somehow I knew these inherently feminine things. And more. I write about them in my memoir. And then I write about how I forgot. 

I abandoned myself in pursuit of success, of fulfilling someone else's ideal. It's hard to say who's. I was a pregnant, middle class, teenage girl, and I believed I was completely inadequate and unworthy of raising this child. And then I went on living like I was inadequate, despite all the achievement or hole-filling I could ever muster. 

Blame is never the point. The point is - it ruled my life in every facet and crevice, until it didn't. I woke up, but it didn't just miraculously heal over night. Not until I followed a life of sacred remembering (as I call it), until I took ownership of my life and honored my own soul, did life start to make sense again. 

We are buried in this society in outdated programs and belief systems. We strive to succeed and we might wake up one day if we're lucky to say to ourselves that we're not really living. 

As a woman, 
I am sacred. 
I have a voice worth speaking. 
I have a bold & beautiful soul song worth honoring. 
I am Mother. 
I am feminine and I honor the masculine. 
I live in a body that is beautiful and is home. 
I am all this and more. 

It took me some time to learn these things. This is One Woman's Story. It might remind you of your own. 

** My intent with this book is to write it for the world, for a shifting paradigm in which the feminine is honored in all bodies, for the women of the #metoo era. My intent with this book is that every woman who reads it be inspired to claim her own life, and to live in her truth. My intent with this book is that we do not let our traumas define us, that we be inspired to rise, that we walk to the edges of our preconceived limitations and we say, "Where do I choose to go next?" My intent for this book is to honor what is sacred right alongside a story of life as we know it, to re-infuse the sacred back into our modern life. 

Thank you for your support. 

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