A soft place to rest while you change If you’re here, there’s a good chance something in you already knows: you’re not the same person you were before. Not because something went wrong, but because something worked . Releasing old identities doesn’t usually arrive with fireworks or certainty. More often, it comes quietly. As a gentle tiredness. As a sense that you’re holding yourself together in ways that no longer feel honest. As the realization that you’ve been playing a ro

We were never meant to move through life in a straight line. Nature doesn’t. The ocean doesn’t. The moon doesn’t. Yet, women are often taught to expect the same energy, the same emotional availability, the same productivity from themselves every single day. When that inevitably fails, shame sneaks in. We label ourselves inconsistent, lazy, too emotional, too sensitive. But what if the problem was never you? Women are cyclical beings. Our bodies, emotions, creativity, and intu

This is something I’m still learning, and something I have to remind myself of often. The way I speak to myself shapes how supported I feel, how deeply I trust myself, and how safe my inner world becomes. It affects how I move through difficult moments, how I respond to my own mistakes, and how gently I allow myself to heal. Our words matter more than we realize. The language we use with ourselves quietly settles into the body and becomes the foundation of our emotional and s

Hey beautiful, I want to share something that’s become such a simple yet sacred part of my life. Something that reconnects me to myself, the Earth, and the deeper parts of my soul: walking barefoot. Not in a performative way. Not as a trend. But as a practice. A remembrance. Whether it’s grass, sand, or soil, there’s something powerful that happens when my bare feet touch the Earth. My nervous system softens. My thoughts begin to slow. My heart feels less heavy. It’s as if th

Hey Gorgeous, This one is close to my heart and the heart of the little girl I once was. I grew up in a small town where everyone knew everyone, and expectations were tight, like the walls of a box I was never meant to stay in. I was a little black girl with big dreams, a wild imagination, and a spirit that craved expansion. Yet the world around me, shaped by narrow beliefs and unspoken rules, tried to tell me who I could and couldn’t be. I was taught, without anyone always s

Hey you 👋 Lately, I’ve been doing something really simple, but surprisingly powerful. I’ve started stepping outside in the morning to catch a bit of sunlight. No big routine, no yoga mat, no perfect playlist. Just me, a warm cup of something, and the sun rising quietly in the sky. Let me tell you, it’s been changing the way I start my days. In a world full of wellness trends, supplements, and complicated morning routines, sometimes the best thing we can do for ourselves is t

Hey friend, Let’s talk about something simple, powerful, and quietly life-changing once you let it be: meditation. If you’ve ever been curious about it or tried it once and wondered if you were doing it “wrong”you’re not alone. I used to think meditation meant sitting perfectly still, clearing my mind completely, and somehow reaching a calm, enlightened state on the first try. Spoiler: that didn’t happen. What I’ve learned is that meditation isn’t about doing anything perfect

This is a topic that lives very close to my heart. Through experience, not theory, I've learned that energy is real . Not in an abstract, poetic way, but in an embodied and undeniable way. It’s something I sense the moment I walk into a space. Something my body understands before my mind has time to explain it. Every place holds energy. Homes. Rooms. Buildings. Land. Spaces remember. Walls absorb. Floors witness. And so do we. When I enter a place, I pause. Even if just for a