Dope conversations are dope. That is my profound thought for the week. You're welcome. Onwards and upwards. Celebrate: a: to honor (an occasion, such as a holiday) especially by solemn ceremonies or by refraining from ordinary business The nation celebrates Memorial Day. b: to mark (something, such as an anniversary) by festivities or other deviation … Continue reading Do you celebrate enough?
I'm at the church I actually grew up in. Possibly the Blackest place in my world. And it makes sense why the churches I was forced into felt so foreign and not for me. They feel too sterile. That's what it is. The expressive Black church is much more organic. If we need to stop … Continue reading It makes sense now! – Church Thoughts
Chill out for a second. Lynona translation: Stop worrying about how steps 2-15 are going to get done, you need to focus on step 1. Do what you're supposed to do and everything else will naturally and magically fall into place. But you have to do what you're supposed to do. DO WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED … Continue reading “Release the how. Everything is aligning.”
Those little nuggets of wisdom we need on occasion: Release the how. Everything is aligning. - Dr. Crystal Jones Are you willing to surrender to the work of the transformation? Stop letting other people make you doubt your intuition - trusting your own intuition will make you laugh in people's faces sometimes, say "okay sis," … Continue reading Nuggets Pt. 1
Let me start off by saying that the past year of my existence hasn't been pleasant except for very specific and short pockets of time. I had an idea of the goals I was going to accomplish and literally did none of them. Insert face palm here. I went to Denver for my birthday. And … Continue reading 23, Denver, & 24
A working title to the second installment of my memoir. Two things have never let me down or betrayed my trust: racer back, medium impact sports bras and bread. Yes, I know that is a very specific type but a good sports bra gives me the emotional and mental support I need but for my … Continue reading Bras and Bread
Do not touch my hair. Black people are not a petting zoo or a science experiment. We are not "exotic" or "foreign." I know it's long, beautiful and fluffy. Don't touch it. Do not. Refrain from reaching out and caressing a strand. Just don't do it. Because apparently we still need to say this to … Continue reading About This Sweatshirt . . .