Brave Space, finding myself.

As a Black woman established in many white centered communities I have battled identifying myself as brave. Shoot, I struggled even identifying myself at all. White people took up a lot of space in my mind as to how bravery shows up in the world. Growing up, bravery looked like my girl friends jumping inContinue reading “Brave Space, finding myself.”

In Vulnerability, In Power, In Resonance

I sit here, drinking my third cup of tea for the day, wondering where to begin. Outside, the Winter sun is already getting low. It’s been a long day of writing and rewriting scraps of thoughts that won’t come together. Where to begin? I could go all the way back, less than two weeks afterContinue reading “In Vulnerability, In Power, In Resonance”