There is a plaque on the column outside that reads: “Speak to the earth and it shall teach thee.”  I…

  Easter is this Sunday. If you grew up Black and Southern—or really Black anywhere in America—you know that Easter…

Lately I’ve been sitting with something heavy.  Not panic.  Not anxiety.  Just a steady awareness that we are living with…

There is something almost insulting about being asked to compress ourselves into a month, as if Black joy and Black…

Winter mornings ask a lot of me. They ask me to get up when it’s dark.  To leave the warmth…

The other day my kids called me out.  Not in a rude way.  Not with attitude.  Just…facts. I was on…

This winter reset has felt quieter this year.  Not in a dramatic, retreat-from-the-world way—just softer.  I’ve been noticing small shifts…

There’s been a soft shift happening inside me for a while now.  Nothing dramatic.  No fireworks.  More like a whisper…

Soft Landing Into the Year Ahead: A Blessing There are moments that quietly confirm who you’re becoming. This week, I…