Under the Buck Moon
Whether it’s Marvel multiverse, or metaphysics, or meditation, we are all encountering these multiple universes and versions of our selves. When you come to this crossroad, the big choice in your own journey, what will you do?
Living Otherwise
As we move through seasons of transformation, we sometimes encounter a crossroads: do we rework the dream, doing the same shrinking and shaping in the work and lives that are getting harder and harder to sustain? Or do we open our hearts and allow possibility to meet us in the place of our desires? We either allow our desires to guide us, or we change them to fit what was. Here’s For me, there's no way of going back. Only opportunity to experiment with remembering the future.
Ghosts and Going ‘Home’
These ghosts are not the boogiemen they initially feel like, they are offering opportunities for reconciliation and reclamation. They are offering insight and inspiration. They are offering wholeness.
Are you overstaying?
Abrupt endings suck. And with every ending, there is a new beginning, a new path, a new lesson that brings us a little closer to the future we want for ourselves.
re-entering the room
2026 is giving radical transformation. Here’s how we choose wholeness in a loud, unsteady world.
Becoming Again…
This year has peeled me open in ways I didn’t expect. Living abroad, crossing the one-year mark since my layoff, and shedding old versions of myself have all reshaped how I understand grief, healing, and becoming again.
Stepping Into the Light: A SOLO Journey Toward Visibility
The key to alignment is visibility—allowing ourselves to be witnessed in all of who we are. For so long, I thought I could compartmentalize myself into versions that would be safe and acceptable. Eventually, my body, my spirit, and my work refused. The only option left was to live out loud, in my full truth.
Preparing for a Season Loneliness
I know some seasons feel more lonely than others. I know we often outgrow places that once felt like home. And even knowing that solitude has purpose, it’s been hard to stay grounded and keep the momentum needed to transition from sabbatical into something sustainable. So here’s how I’ve been preparing.
Fumbling and Feeling My Way Through a Sacred Sabbatical
Sabbatical isn’t just a vacation or an escape — it is a sacred reclamation. A re-rooting. A return. In this season, I’ve learned so much about myself but these 3 lessons have allowed me to turn this sabbatical into a source.
Rooted Reclamation: Returning to Myself, Reimagining My Work
I’m blooming again! And my work is under going a rebrand. My commitment to holding space for clarity, care, and cultural truth stays no matter how many times I rebrand and rename my work. What remains is my love for guiding others through transition; and my deep belief in the power of imagination, ritual, and collective care.
What More Magic Do I Deserve?
When I arrived in Mexico City, I was met with a familiar symphony: the hum of Spanish conversations, the warmth of the sun filtering through my window, the scents of street food vendors, the buzz of the city: the promise of the dream I’d once dream to live a spacious life guided by community and creativity.
Unpacking Your Purse
The more conversations I have with Black women, women of color, and other marginalized folks in the workplace especially, the more I realize how many of us carry more than we should and how often we need a space and safety to put down our purses, or at the very least unpack them.
Taking Up Space
Working from home during a pandemic has allowed me to create a safe space from which to operate and engage on topics that often lead down emotional or defensive roads. I haven’t had to think about all of the pressures and perceptions and performances that go along with being a Black woman in a homogenous office.
Finding Your Place at Work
As I’ve begun to coach and support more Black and Brown people at my place of work, I hear that resounding echo of “these are not my people.” “They don’t value the same things I do.” “I’m made to feel that my way of being and doing is not welcome.” “I’m made to feel that I do not belong.” “I’m made to feel grateful that I even have a chance to stand in the room, not to mention a seat at the table.”
Meaningful Work
For a second, good news doesn’t feel so good when you can’t share it with the someone you want to share it with the most. Sharing reflection on what would have been my dad’s 73rd birthday. My dad has inspired so much of my quest for purpose and impact in my career. What does it mean that I am stepping into my dream job and realizing my winding journey is all connected.
Histories
Over the last few years, I’ve started pressing record whenever my grandmother enters the room. A small brown woman, toasted almond brown from an afternoon nap in the sun, perched amongst a cloud of decorative pillows poised for comfort or stability. There’s always a story in her eyes, an “I know more than I’m saying right now” look in swimming behind her stylized spectacles.
Black Woman, Interrupted
I’ve been trying to wade through the deep sea of interruptions, the toll I pay economically, socially, spiritually, mentally, and generationally to be a proud Black woman.
For Audre and Toni
She gave me anger, glory, goodness, resistance, and love in the tragedies she surmounted. She unfolded my girlhood so that I could be woman today.
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