Last week Sunday after a grocery store race to the end of the line I grabbed my phone. There were about 10 people ahead of me with carts…

Yesterday was tumultuous. Traveling makes me anxious. Post covid there are so many loops and up and downs. The plane is too cold. I need to sleep. I can’t eat or drink. I’m not a world traveler for many reasons. I like the ground. Maybe that’s the Capricorn in me. My first day anywhere no matter the time of arrival has to be spent grounding myself. I walk Alone I put my hands in water. Touch trees.

Through Chaos and Glory Today I woke up to the birds of Antigua singing a beautiful tune. My bedroom walls are beautifully dressed in crisp white paint, curtains, and glass doors, everything so perfectly displayed. As I moved the furniture on the patio for my daily practice of Yoga I…

When I was a little girl my favorite time of the year was summer, not only because I was out of school but because Summer BBQs allow me access to my heroines. Fueled by good food, stiff drinks, and sexy Black music I sat and listened to these amazing Black…

homegirls & handgrenades In a recent conversation, a friend and I were discussing 2020 and what we’ve learned. She’d spent weeks taking professional certifications and licenses all while managing the inevitable anxiety of uncertainness during a pandemic. Without thinking I got a bit jealous my mind raced in an effort…

I’m Okay! A phrase I've uttered more times in 2020 than I care to admit but have grown used to saying so as not to inconvenience the person on the other end of the question. In regards to my job loss, I'm okay. Deep down early on I was not…

Black Motherhood In Times Of Quarantine I’ve been working on a series that is close to my heart and important during this time. A project that centers Black mothers and their feelings during this global pandemic, something actively ignored by the mainstream media. I launched #Blackmotherhoodintimesofquarantine because despite the many ways Black women hold the world together we are ignored and treated as if we’re invisible.

+The Silence is Deafening But why are you listening? Over the last few weeks, as America has watched its proverbial chickens come home to roost, I have seen these words repeated over and over on social media. The first week I ignored it but the more silence, the more I…

I spent today in my garden. Pruning my lavender and rose bushes, pulling weeds, and cursing myself for not doing it weeks ago. At one point I pulled at a weed so hard it knocked me off my feet (I wasn’t standing but crouched down) and I just stayed there…