Boundaries are a bit of a buzz phrase these days, in the conversations pertaining to self-care and self-love I often hear people discuss having boundaries. my dearest SJR said in a sermon “you don’t need edge entity, you need boundaries.” I have seen many of post and memes on edges growing back, and skin flourishing…
Boundaries are a bit of a buzz phrase these days, in the conversations pertaining to self-care and self-love I often hear people discuss having boundaries. my dearest SJR said in a sermon “you don’t need edge entity, you need boundaries.” I have seen many of post and memes on edges growing back, and skin flourishing…
4.21.19 — I looked up and the time read 11:11pm. We were well into the golden hour, mommy and baby are skin-to-skin. Baby Sage established a latch, she’s feeding. Dad is nearby. I am in awe of this work I get to do as a doula. It’s not lost on me that this is sacred…
4.21.19 — I looked up and the time read 11:11pm. We were well into the golden hour, mommy and baby are skin-to-skin. Baby Sage established a latch, she’s feeding. Dad is nearby. I am in awe of this work I get to do as a doula. It’s not lost on me that this is sacred…
I have been in a constant state of gratitude as of late for the entire notion, “divine timing.” Time itself is elusive, the other day I called one of my teachers, and I’m like “yo! time is a made up concept, it’s not real,” she’s like “duh!” There is something so sacred, and comforting about…
I decided to take a break from social media. I already knew that it was time to take a break, I’ve become so dependent on social media for everything–news, catching up/keeping up with friends, jokes, something to do in my idle time, or time when I should be doing something else I said I would…
I am constantly vacillating between wanting to live a slow and intentional life. One where I can tend to my garden, make tea in the middle of the day, and sit in my favorite chair leisurely reading a book, likely Baldwin. or maybe even writing a book. In this moment, the plane I’m on is…
I’m a combination of things. I’m a combination of emotions. I’m a combination of realities. I can’t fit myself into a definition. I’m too sensitive. And too brutal. I’m too insecure. And too confident. I’m self-assured. And indecisive. I’m too much and seemingly not enough. I’m a free-spirit and rigid. At the same time. My…
