Spiritual Alignment

Taking Up Space

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A cozy living room glows with golden lamplight as a young Black girl sits on the carpet, surrounded by crayons, stickers, stationery, and playful scraps of paper. Her eyes sparkle with curiosity as waves of vibrant energy in red, gold, blue, and pink spiral through the air like unseen magic made visible. This sacred space becomes a portal of imagination, protection, and expansion, where creativity and spirit intertwine, and a future self begins to form from dreams scribbled in color and joy.

Taking Up Space One of my ongoing lessons in life is about taking up space. I didn’t have my own bedroom for part of my childhood, but the desire for a space of my own was always alive in me. The carpet in our living room became my magical playground. The space under the dining … Read more

Mirror Magic (as 6-Year-Old Me)

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A young Black girl with warm brown skin and natural, fluffy hair lies under cozy covers at bedtime, smiling tenderly at her worn, off-white teddy bear with solid black eyes and a faded nose. A soft golden glow of magical energy swirls between the girl, the bear, and the blankets, illuminating their connection in a dreamy, love-filled moment. The atmosphere is warm, gentle, and full of emotional alchemy.

Mirror Magic (as 6-Year-Old Me) I write this ritual story as a love offering to myself—a return, a remembering, a soft landing into the arms of the little girl I once was and still am. This is for my 6-year-old self, who looked in mirrors and already knew she was the cutest thing walking. She … Read more

To Thine Known Self Be True

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An ethereal Black woman with flowing locs rises from glowing roots of light, surrounded by a cosmic background of purples and deep blues. Her eyes are closed in peaceful knowing, a radiant golden light shines from her chest, and symbolic patterns form a luminous halo around her head. The atmosphere is mystical, empowering, and grounded in sacred presence.

To Thine Known Self Be True A Prayer of Return Spirit, I’m not here to pretend. I’m not here to perform. I’m here because I’m remembering who the fuck I am. I feel the weight of all the versions of myself I’ve had to be just to stay alive. Just to keep moving. Just to … Read more