I didn’t grow up dreaming of becoming a mother. Having a baby of my own. The thought never actually occurred to me as a choice even. I was one of those girls that didn’t play with dolls + you could almost always find me climbing a tree or riding the four-wheeler. Somewhere covered in mud,…
Yesterday I turned forty-two. Every year I do this thing where I take honest inventory of the last 365 days. Not a resolution, truthfully I’m not built for resolutions. This inventory look is more like: what did this year actually ask of me + did I answer the call. Year forty-one asked a lot of…
I am fresh off back to back births + its my birthday week. Typically around this time of year I start reflecting on the different stages of my life before landing on the motherhood branch. In the past five days I have had the complete honor of supporting two of the most tenderest births. A…
I always joke that I was raised to be a palatable woman. Behind every joke there is a level of truth. Growing up it was encouraged to not show any emotion outwardly that wasn’t pleasant, this was especially true for girls + women. Nobody ever wanted to be labeled as “difficult” or the “angry” black…
Low heat. Long time. Keep the lid on. Yall its October, my birth month! This is the month that my whole feed begins showing people in oversized hoodies running in the dark at 5am, talking about their winter arc. I use to want to be one of those people. Those 5amers. Those runners. There was…
I am leaving for Dubai (Im drafting this to be published before my trip, but we will see if that actually happens). My very 1st international trip by myself. The longest flight I have ever taken + Im having some major feelings around it. I wanted to carry on only. As a chronic over-packer I…
There is something pretty unnerving about building something on your own. In March I finally bit the bullet + brought forth an idea to someone. My vision. A one day retreat for ten women, intended to take place on a piece of land, the one thing that I had been circling + looking for the…
I sat with the text message for 2 hours. Rereading it. Tweaking it. Deleting + writing. I dissected how it sounded. How it would be received. Even with all those feelings + thoughts the text itself wasn’t hard text. No one had died. I want delivery bad news. It was 4 sentences asking someone I’ve…
There is nothing more ancestral than a women’s circle. The coming together + gathering of women has been happening in one way or another since the very beginning of time. Some of my fondest memories are of me sitting on my grandmas kitchen floor while all of my aunts + older girl cousins sat talking…
I am gonna do something that most people in business would tell you not to do, I am gonna tell you exactly who should not invest money with me. Almost a month ago, I wrote about a retreat that I had envisioned for years, in retrospect I was vague even though I had an entire…