The image of a rich Black man eating a cold cut sandwich at his neighborhood corner store reads, on the surface, like a victory, and it is.
It’s not about perfection, it’s about being present with ourselves and our loved ones with as much love, acceptance and empathy as possible.
Life is precious and unpredictable. It’s yours to lust after, make messy, reach goals and love with abandon. You owe no apologies for being yourself.
Lean in to the love, grief, unease and the joy — these experiences are often concurrent and don’t, in fact, negate each other.
When we do not believe we’re beautiful, we lose the throughline of energy that help us cultivate resilience, survive, and resist.
The Hierophant asks us to rewrite our stories and examine the outdated belief systems we apply to ourselves
The process of living and writing my life, even its ordinary moments, is a process of slow transfiguration.
August is the month of Leo. In the Tarot this is the “Strength” card, often featuring the mighty lion, which represents courage.
I am worthy of getting my needs met. I am worthy of taking up space. I am — just as I am — worthy of existing.
I found no eyes questioning me, as a poet (a young one), or as a black woman, traveling alone — I stopped to photograph the moment.