Remembering

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

Golden Pulse of Becoming

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A radiant Black woman with deep brown skin sits on a softly lit bed, wrapped in a flowing gold robe that catches the sunlight like fire. Her locs cascade over her shoulders as she gazes forward in quiet reflection, her profile illuminated by golden streaks of morning light pouring through half-closed blinds. The room glows with warmth and stillness, as if time itself has slowed to honor her presence. Light dances across her skin, revealing the sacred intensity of someone deep in remembrance—alive in her becoming, steady in her truth, pulsing with the clarity of a new season.

Golden Pulse of Becoming It’s my half birthday today. That alone feels like a portal. A soft, steady drumbeat calling me to pause, look around, and remember. The air feels different—charged, like it’s waiting for me to speak something into existence. I don’t need a reason to make today sacred. I am the reason. Before … Read more

7 Pillars of Power

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A radiant Black woman stands at the center of a twilight sky, her natural curls illuminated by golden light as she gazes upward with quiet strength. Glowing jars filled with golden energy surround her like guardians of sacred memory. A spiral of light rises from her heart to her throat, symbolizing the activated flow of her inner truth. The scene evokes reverence, power, and deep remembrance—a visual embodiment of the 7 Pillars of Power.

7 Pillars of Power There are truths that live in my bones. Energies I return to again and again as a way of remembering who I am. These are anchors. Frequencies. Forces that shape how I move, create, love, and rebuild myself when the world tries to pull me off center. They came to me … Read more