I was sitting with my niece Amiyah the other day. She began to talk about elephants, explaining that she wants to see an elephant, and why she wants to see the elephant. She picked up my phone, asking if I could find her an elephant on YouTube. At the moment I thought of a picture…
I haven’t written in a while, besides life’ing I realize that I was internally bothered by a comment someone left on my last post. I did not go back to reread as I write this, so my response is only my interpretation. I do not know the person. They appeared to have shown up on…
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…
