Tag Archives: truth

divine timing.

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…

balance.

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…

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…

the power of girls.

  My homegirl Issa called me last weekend to check in on my heart. First off, rewind, let me just tell you how much it means to be checked on, especially by the intuitive who just feel like I’m dealing with something and they want to offer themselves maybe as an ear, or an anchor….

the power of girls.

  My homegirl Issa called me last weekend to check in on my heart. First off, rewind, let me just tell you how much it means to be checked on, especially by the intuitive who just feel like I’m dealing with something and they want to offer themselves maybe as an ear, or an anchor….

20/20 hindsight.

This photo was taken from the entryway of the first house I fell in love with. It was so early in the process. I had not gotten pre-approved. I attended a NACA meeting to learn more about homeownership. I had some conversations with Ayodele on what buying a house might look like for both of…

the width of life.

No way of being, belief or construct is fixed. By fixed I am really speaking of the word as defined by predetermined and not subject to or able to change. We often operate in such a definite way and we justify it by saying things like “well this is just who I am!” I’ve been…