Breathwork

Where Grief Finds Me

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A close-up of a Black woman’s torso glowing with deep red and molten orange light. Fiery tendrils swirl across her stomach, curling like smoke and flame moving under the skin. The navel glows like an opening to something powerful inside. The image captures the emotional heat that rises through the solar plexus and sacral — grief, memory, desire, and truth living in the center of the body.

Where Grief Finds me Written in real-time as grief moves through my body Grief finds me in the places I can’t ignore. It moves through my solar plexus as heat and sits in the old memories in my sacral. Some days it settles in my right hip like a weight I’ve carried alone for years. … Read more

Stand in my Center

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A Black woman stands with eyes closed, bathed in warm beams of light, her face soft and serene. Pink tones swirl gently around her, echoing the energy of protection, grounding, and inner return. She appears centered, rooted, and guided, embodying the calm strength of a woman standing fully in her power.

Stand in my Center a living practice to ground my body, protect my energy and call all of me back into the present moment. This writing is a steadying point. It is a moment to breathe, return to myself and strengthen my field before I step into any space. It is a blend of grounding, … Read more

When She Leads Me into the Fire

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A Black woman sits cross-legged on a soft surface, bathed in radiant golden-orange light. Her eyes are looking downward in focused stillness. Her hands rest near her womb in an intuitive, centered gesture, suggesting presence, breath, and inner ritual. Her skin glows with warmth as the light casts soft shadows across her body, evoking themes of transformation, ancestral connection, and embodied clarity. The overall tone reflects emotional resilience, the power of pausing, and the sacred act of staying present in the fire.

When She Leads Me into the Fire I’ve been moving through heavy waves. I’m facing conflict, protecting my peace, and sitting with the tension between disappointment and fulfillment. Scarcity and abundance. Boundaries and connection. All of these energies are alive in me. I’m reflecting, breathing and living through them right now. Some days, I feel … Read more

My Voice is a Doorway

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A silhouette of a Black woman stands in profile beneath a radiant galaxy sky, her lips parted as glowing constellations and golden nodes spiral out into the universe. Her voice becomes a bridge between stars and spirit, forming a sacred geometry of sound and soul. The background pulses with twilight hues of deep indigo, soft pink, and cosmic blue, evoking the energy of ancestral memory and divine expression. Her presence is powerful, timeless, and alive with truth as she speaks creation into motion.

My Voice is a Doorway This poem reflects how I learn to trust the rhythm of my truth. I enjoy expressing my journeys of returning to my body, honoring my voice, and allowing what’s sacred in me to speak without shrinking. When I share this writing, I offer it as both a mirror and a … Read more

Power in the Pause

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A vivid digital swirl of warm orange and golden energy curling into a spiral at the center, surrounded by cool blue, violet, and teal waves. The spiral evokes both the solar plexus and sacral energy centers, capturing a moment of deep internal activation. The image feels like a cosmic womb or energetic vortex—still at its core, but surrounded by powerful, fluid movement. This artwork mirrors the emotional and spiritual energy of a sacred pause: alive, layered, and transformative from within.

Power in the Pause I wake up inside a quiet I can’t shake. Not the kind of quiet that calms or grounds. This quiet feels like a hum that won’t move. It sits low in my body and waits. Not urgent. Not dramatic. Just here. Steady. Unbothered by my mind’s desire to name it or … Read more

I Call All Parts Back to Me Whole Now

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A radiant Black woman sits in deep meditation, surrounded by a burst of golden and amber light that radiates from behind her like a living sun. Her expression is serene and powerful, embodying the energy of remembrance and return. Streams of luminous particles swirl around her, symbolizing fragments of energy finding their way back home. The scene captures divine alignment, self-sovereignty, and the beauty of calling all parts of oneself into wholeness — the essence of I Call All Parts Back to Me Whole Now from Visionary Whispers.

I Call All Parts Back to Me Whole Now I know the feeling of being stretched too thin, my energy scattered across conversations, roles, and responsibilities that pull me from my center. Sometimes it’s subtle, a quiet sense of being slightly off-center. Other times, it’s a heaviness in my body or a fog in my … Read more