Insecurities are an interesting thing. We treat them like small, shameful secrets, yet we allow them to dominate large swaths of our lives. For some, that insecurity might be a vice; for others, it’s the shape of their body or the weight of a decade-old mistake. We live in constant fear that we’ll be "branded"… Continue reading And It Worked
I used to fear the word content. I heard it as a heavy, rusted anchor, a settling of the soul into the silt of the mundane. I thought it meant the end of the climb, the extinguishing of the fire, the quiet surrender of a heart that had simply stopped trying to grow. I saw… Continue reading Already Home
Memory is a story we tell ourselves to survive; the body is the truth we cannot edit. When I was young, I was molested by a babysitter’s son. I didn’t remember it for a long time. My young mind did what it needed to do to survive. It folded the memory neatly and tucked it… Continue reading What I Wasn’t Taught Was From Whom
Lately, I’ve been trying something new. I’m not curating the experience.I’m not forcing connection.I’m not providing insight or entertainment on demand. I’m just… arriving. And it’s making me feel acutely aware of myself, unexpectedly. Not in a self-love way. Not in a “finally at peace” way. More in the way you feel when someone pulls… Continue reading What to Do With My Arms
We’re living in a time that feels like an ugly, dangerous time loop. We’ve watched this story play out in different colors, religions, and cultures. Across the boundaries of different nations and places. But the pattern is the same. Conquer. Collect. Push certain people to the margins. Make them bad. Make them evil. Call them… Continue reading This is Not Strength
As I re-read my thoughts from Power in Depth, I began to wonder about the mechanics of how we actually stay there safely. What happens when the “middle ground” stops feeling like a waiting room and starts feeling like its own destination? I am reminded of a story my aunt told me before she passed.… Continue reading Part 2: The Physics of the Rise
Finding home in the space between the surface and the deep. The Siren has been an archetype that I've been dancing with for a while. More recently, I've been trying to embody her not as a myth of seduction, but as a master of the depths. She doesn't fear the deep water because she knows… Continue reading Power 1: Power in Depth
Yesterday, an ICE agent shot and killed a 37-year-old woman. And before anyone rushes to frame this as a shocking escalation, I want to say this plainly: This isn’t new violence.What’s new is the size of the audience. Black and brown communities have been living inside this reality for generations. They didn’t wake up yesterday… Continue reading It isn’t Escalation. It’s Exposure
How many of us spend our lives searching for our One Big Purpose? Probably most of us. We want to matter. We want to belong. We want to know that when we are gone, something of us remains. Someone once told me that people try to ensure this in one of two ways. They have… Continue reading One Big Purpose
There are seasons when life removes the illusion of control, when the scaffolding that holds your sense of safety simply disappears. You think you’re doing well, managing everything, staying grounded… until something shifts beneath you and your nervous system tells the truth your mind won’t say out loud. Recently my foundation disappeared. My home, the… Continue reading When the Ground Gives Way
