Spiritual woman. Spiritual man. Goddess. King. This one is for the ones who were chosen to break the chain. I am in the threshing floor of my life. The threshing floor is where grain is separated from chaff. Where the wheat is beaten so the husk can ...

This one is for the ones who've been told they're too intense, too deep, too powerful — and left wondering if something was wrong with them. It wasn't. Let me talk about something most people don't want to say out loud. There are women walking this ...

Four days ago, I was sitting at 9,000 followers on Facebook. Yesterday, I was at 9,600. Today? I hit 10,000. But here's what you need to know before you celebrate with me: I was stuck at 8,000 followers for years. YEARS. Not months. Not weeks. Years...

I woke up this morning to an interview I wasn't ready for. Tisha Campbell was talking with her son. She was trying to push him into making amends with a family member who had hurt him deeply. And he looked at her and said, "You keep trying to push me...

🕯️ Embracing Fall: A Journey of Connection and Grounding 🕯️ ​Greetings, family. As the vibrant greens of summer give way to the warm hues of autumn, we are gifted with a potent time of year—a season of harvest, reflection, and deep connection. In Ho...

Spirituality, at its core, should be a source of liberation, peace, and personal empowerment. It's a journey of connecting with your own inner wisdom and the Divine. But here's the truth — the spiritual realm, like any powerful space, can be infiltr...

I had two dreams in one night. And they were connected in a way I didn't understand until I sat with it.The first was about an ex. The second was about purses. But really, they were both about the same thing: old value, old intimacy, and the moment I...

You don't always know you're in an abusive relationship when you're in it. That's the thing about abuse — it doesn't always come with bruises. Sometimes it comes wrapped in love, in promises, in spiritual connection, in "...

I saw the discourse. The judgment. The sideways looks. The "how dare she" energy. All because of a song. Because of Yung Miami. Because of Black music doing what it's always done—speaking to where we are, not where we "should" be. And I had to say s...

I'm tired of pretending.I'm tired of watching people dress up in red, white, and blue like it's a costume party for freedom — while the ghosts of my ancestors stand in the shadows, silent and uncelebrated.The Fourth of July is not a celebration of li...

I saw a post recently in a magical group for Black women that stopped me in my tracks. Someone asked: "Are people that claim to be practitioners, readers, and healers scammers?" Their reasoning? They were told by a Nigerian elder that in his country,...

I've been channeling for about a year now. It started slowly—whispers, images, feelings that didn't belong to me. I didn't always trust it. But I kept showing up. And Spirit kept showing up with me. But last night? Something shifted. ...

I posted something recently that stirred up a storm. Not because I was trying to. Because I was simply existing. Doing my work. Helping people heal. Being exactly who I am. And for some people, that's inspiring. For others? It's triggering. What Hap...

June 5th, 2026. I woke up in my own bedroom. In my own townhouse. With my own front door that has a vintage grunge witchy look that I plan to decorate the hell out of. And I cried. Not sad tears. Relief tears. Gratitude tears. The kind that come fro...

I turned 52 today. And I can't stop thinking about how the stars, the numbers, and the ancestors all conspired on May 31st, 1974 to create…me. Not in a vain way. In a "I finally understand my assignment" way. So I did the research. I lo...