Leading With Love and Compassion
This blog is for the individual that desires more of themselves + the people in their lives.
Love, for me, has always been deeply intertwined with the concept of safety. Many people don’t realize that the discomfort they often feel is rooted more in a lack of safety than in the actual events occurring around them. Before I could seek safety from others, I had to learn to cultivate it within myself.
Read MoreMy wife and I are approaching a beautiful milestone: our marriage anniversary. With six children between us, we've journeyed through countless challenges and celebrated many triumphs.
Read MoreThe journey of being in community with my parents has been nothing short of, let’s just say, interesting. For most of my life, I've rarely had both of them present at the same time, and now is no different. When my father came back into my life during COVID, it felt like a turning point.
Read MoreLately, I haven't felt like myself. A recent conversation with my astrologer changed that. She lovingly asked me, "Do you feel like you show up as yourself?" I had to admit that while I might feel authentic on date nights, most of the time—whether I'm seeing clients or just going about my day—I feel like I'm wearing a uniform.
Read MoreAs a Black woman, the complexities of our experiences are both profound and deeply nuanced. We are often the pillars of our families and communities, socialized and indoctrinated to be caregivers, nurturers, and the steadfast shoulders upon which others lean
Read MoreRest and joy have become my guiding lights, my ministry. I discovered their transformative power during one of the darkest periods of my life, right after my first marriage ended. With my kids' father gone, I faced the daunting task of starting over. In that turbulent season, it was reading and seeking joy that sustained me. I vividly recall the relentless pursuit of happiness, finding reasons to smile even when it felt impossible.
Read MoreAs we celebrate Pride Month, I want to take a moment to share a bit about my journey as a Queer Black woman navigating the intersections of life. For many of us in the LGBTQIA+ community, our experiences are diverse. Some navigate the world freely, while others live their lives more anonymously. Yet, a shared experience for many of us is the need to come out multiple times, even after our initial coming out.
Read MoreWatching my son mature has been a deeply moving experience, not just because he is my son, but because he has blossomed in his own unique time. As a Black queer woman, I approach parenting with a heightened awareness of the historical weight carried by Black boys.
Read MoreI'm a bit late in penning this post, but honesty is always the best policy, right? Mother's Day took on a different hue for me this year. While my children and wife never fail to shower me with love, it's also a time for reflection, a dive into the complexities of my role as a mother, influenced not only by my personal experiences but also by the intricate threads of matrilineal lineage.
Read MoreAs I reflect on my journey through my thirties and eagerly anticipate the dawn of my forties, I can't help but marvel at how life has surpassed my expectations. In those earlier years, I had a clear vision of the woman, wife, and mother I aspired to be.
Read MoreParental wounds, huh? They're like these deep grooves carved into our souls, especially when you've felt their sting firsthand. My wife and I are no strangers to this. We've spent countless hours unpacking the baggage from our relationships with our folks, especially our moms.
Read MoreNavigating marriage, pursuing my passion, and aiding others in their journeys has been a profound commitment. My wife and I embarked on this path without the guidance of role models, dedicating ourselves wholeheartedly to personal growth.
Read MoreSpring, with its association to the wood element, is a profound season that delves deep into the realm of our emotions. Our emotions serve as a guide, pointing us towards the imbalances and subtle messages within our bodies. In our fast-paced lives, it's easy to become ensnared by external distractions, often drowning out the quiet whispers of wisdom that the Universe, or Source, attempts to impart.
Read MoreRecently, I've found myself grappling with an overwhelming sense of grief. This isn't the conventional grief associated with loss in its most immediate form but rather a multifaceted sorrow stemming from various facets of life. Let me share some reflections from my journey through this intricate landscape with you.
Read MoreLove is a lesson we continue to learn and grow with as we mature. This truth has been evident in my own life, but it has recently taken on a deeper meaning as I've witnessed my parents' journey. At the ages of 76 and 75, my mom and dad have chosen to embark on a new chapter in their relationship, redefining their connection and entering into a renewed kinship.
Read MoreAs I embrace the process of aging, I wish I could say I'm doing so gracefully. However, my body often tells a different story. The experience of aging as a Black woman is complex and unique. The generations before us—Baby Boomers and the Silent Generation—didn't leave us a roadmap. Generation X seems too cool to openly discuss these changes, while some Millennials appear to be in a state of denial.
Read MoreAs a Black woman raised by a single mother, my journey through motherhood has been both challenging and transformative. To be candid, while I deeply love my children, I often find myself struggling with the act of parenting. I eagerly anticipate the day I become an empty nester.
Read MoreRecently, I've found myself drawn to reflect on the journey of women and the essence with which we navigate life. This introspection takes me back to a poignant moment when my daughter embarked on her first menstrual cycle. It was a time when I felt compelled to gather the women in my life, forming a circle of community to guide her into this significant phase of womanhood.
Read MoreAs a Black woman raised by a single mother, navigating the complexities of my family history has been an integral part of my journey. Growing up, I witnessed firsthand the destructive power of anger woven into the fabric of our family lineage. My father's abusive behavior towards my mother left scars not only on her body but also on my psyche.
Read MoreBefore my wife and I reunited and embarked on this journey toward marriage, I held onto a profound belief in my inherent worthiness of love. It wasn't just a hope or a fleeting desire; it was a conviction that resonated deep within my soul. Despite finding contentment in my solitude, there was a quiet anticipation building within me, like the calm before a gentle storm, signaling that love was on its way.
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