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inward.

Riveting times. Mother Earth is regenerating.Let’s regenerate with her.Life as we know it may become permanently altered.inward–Go, it’s calling to all inhabitants.Rest. Detox. Move Slow. Ground yourself.Let go. Love deeply. Do nothing without intention.Alkalize your bodies. Laugh often. Practice gratitude.-inward. Inward– I wrote that over two weeks ago. Staying home was the recommended thing to do,…

there is nothing to be pensive about.

A few weeks (feels like days) ago, I ventured off to Las Vegas to spend some time at ObaKaye Temple. My trip was healing, restorative, insightful, and so much fun. One of the very best parts of this life has got to be the spontaneity… I did not know that I would get to see…

birthing sage.

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…

a combination of things.

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…

doula.

On my way back to Atlanta from Brooklyn, I realized that I misread my flight departure time, so amateur of me. I’m in a lyft and traffic is jammed, I first notice the drivers GPS said 43 minutes to arrive then I look back at my boarding pass, and *FUCK* am I really about to…

Black Lives Matter Is More Than A Hashtag

Today I completed International Center for Traditional Childbearing Full-Circle Doula Training! 7 sisters answered the call. Every new journey I embark on there’s a sisterhood. A family. There for me. I am a birth worker. I set intentions for my hands. These hands give life. These hands give love and receive love. These hands manifest and…

ShyDou

Yesterday 7.20.17 was a number 1 day. I never paid attention to the numerological value of a day until Ashley bought it to my attention that the day my lease was up was a number 9 day, a day of completion. It felt very much like an end–the emotions and uncertainty mixed with a sure…