There is no greater agony than bearing the story untold in you.
~Maya Angelou
Life is tough, the world can be loud. We can be even loud repeating our fears to ourselves. Girl it’s important to find your quiet, embrace your path, remind yourself everything you need within you.
You are enough!
It’s my hope my words and experience inspire you.
Don't let comparison rob you of the most beautiful life you can live being.
With Every Step, Girl, Be You
Jesus & Therapy
There is no shame I carry in having both Jesus & Therapy. I believe that when my heart is overwhelmed, I can go to God. I also believe it is helpful to speak to a professional who can help me process the root of issues so I can both learn and unlearn behaviors.
Girl, Create The Wave!
“We don’t ride the wave we create it, that’s how we made it to Beyonce’s playlist. I’m about to be on a first name basis with Beyonce!”
We live in a society where copy cat mentalities, bandwagon groupies and crowds seem to be the going thing now. It is a constant peering over at another person’s paper to see how we can do what they do the same way. Instead of us focusing on what we have inside to create what is needed for the world. Or in this case, how we can stop riding the wave, but Create Your Wave.
Celebrating the Small Wins!
You deserve a moment to celebrate your wins. You deserve a moment or two to reflect on your own personal growth. You have neglected you long enough. In the words of Mama Dee, “I deserve!”
My point is don’t ever overlook what you have already done. Believe, trust, and don’t compare your progress with those around you. Just in case you need someone to cheer you on, “You Got this Girl!”
The Power of the Pass
Bishop Jakes’ speaks simply, “You Are Enough” those words feel as the freshest water to a very parched soul. In a world when being enough seems like it isn’t enough, in a world where we are constantly fighting to feel like we are enough. I would like to imagine maybe the world stood still as Sarah Jakes Roberts hears these words from God’s heart to her father’s lips carried right to her heart filling her up where she is never lacking.