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    This Game of Healing

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    Feeling “Off” is OK. Some days, my mental health survival mechanisms look like this. No, I’m not bragging. It’s deeper than it looks. I haven’t written a blog post, newsletter or candid IG post in quite some time. That’s because my art, in all its forms, comes from a sacred place and I’ve been in […]

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    Growth is in the Discomfort

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    growth is in the discomfort

    A Note of Hope I was chatting with a friend over dinner in Manhattan recently. He said that thing I’ve heard numerous times from varying sources. That thing I’ve had plenty of time to marinate on. That thing that went something like this: “The city is dead, it’s never going to be the same, everyone […]

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    Affirmations; A Gift to You!

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    Affirmations

    Affirmation: noun, the act or an instance of affirming; state of being affirmed. Ever had this amazing idea in your head, only to have it be followed by something negative like “I’m too old” or “I don’t have enough money”, etc? If you have, not to worry we all have. I call this annoying little voice The Critic. The Critic wants you stuck where you […]

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    Don’t Let the Ego Short-Change You

    Letting Go

    Don't Let the Ego Short-Change You

    The Secret Gift I have found that one of the most powerful and rewarding gifts I have ever given myself (oftentimes, in spite of myself) – is the gift of letting go.  Letting go of the pictures of who I think I ‘should’ be. Letting go of the stories of what my life ‘should’ look […]

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    Acts of Service

    What Shade of Service are you?

    acts of service

    Are your moves solely about you or are they to serve others? Do you approach people and opportunities from a place of what you can take or what you can bring to the table?

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    I am a “Too Much” Woman

    written by Ev’Yan Whitney.

    There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.

    There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.