Stand in my Center

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

Power in the Pause

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

Mashed Potatoes as My Magic Wand

A young Black girl’s hand holds a silver fork poised above a mound of mashed potatoes, sculpting them with care and curiosity. The mashed potatoes sit on a white plate alongside vibrant green beans and a thick slice of meatloaf topped with rich red ketchup. From the tip of the fork, radiant streams of golden and violet light swirl upward like magical steam, casting a soft glow over the plate. The background is warmly blurred in deep purples and browns, highlighting the sacred, magical and whimsical energy of the moment—a blend of childhood wonder and spiritual ritual.

Mashed Potatoes as My Magic Wand This ritual story was born from a whisper—clear, unexpected, and deeply felt. The ancestors said: Mashed Potatoes. Just those two words. And it unlocked something inside me. A memory. A vibration. A call to return to the joy, curiosity, and magic of my inner child. This story is an … Read more