It’s been a revealing past week, to say the least. Same patterns, just a different day. I’m running into the same issues no matter how many people I distance or cut out of my life. So let’s just say that it comes to a point where I have to look at the woman in the mirror and say “Okay, sis.. What ain’t clicking”, “What is it that you aren’t getting”? Or in the words of Drake “What did I miss?”

Taking the time to sit with my discomfort and not try to fix it allowed me to begin to find my natural flow. It allowed my actions to flow with what I needed to do at the moment rather than forcing myself to do what it is I felt I needed to do. This reminds me of the line “What you need ironically, will turn out what you want to be.. If you just let it” in the song ‘When It Hurts So Bad’ by Lauryn Hill. It’s the sentiment that if we allow ourselves to focus on what it is that

I’m embracing how to embody the feelings of discomfort. Like how to be restless, scared, neutral, and seen. This is allowing me to step into who I am authentically.

The reality is I know I don’t have to go find or force anything. What’s meant for me will find its way to me as long as I’m open and receptive to receiving it. I used to feel hurt that I wasn’t asked or invited to events and endeavors to build and grow with other black women in my area.

I’m really invested in healing myself and other black women but I don’t know if I’m reaching any of you. I feel like I keep facing the same tumbling block and that’s not attracting the right people. I keep attracting the ones who feel like they’re doing the right thing by me by entertaining my community or liking the post about my workbook but won’t engage in the community and try the workbook. They aren’t seeking my help, motivation, or connection but they can’t seem to tell

I had an experience that I either never experienced or I’ve never recognized it as this particular experience. It was an unfamiliar feeling that I couldn’t put my finger on. It wasn’t worry or anxiety. It wasn’t that jittery sensation of anticipation for something exciting to happen. It wasn’t sadness, grief, happiness or joy. I pondered on this feeling for days trying to analyze and critique what it was I was experiencing until..

Hey Sis, Lately, I've been reflecting on the resistance I’ve faced — in my business, my home, my marriage, and even within myself. It took time (and tears) to realize that I hadn’t been operating in my feminine energy… and everything around me was reflecting that imbalance.

For the last three years I’ve been going through a cycle of emotions. Sometimes that cycle of emotions can happen all in one day or moment. At first I had a level of hope. I wasn’t going to let this addiction get my son. I was going to fight for my son at all costs. But it was as if the more we took three steps forward, we ended up taking five steps backward. At this point it was a level of confusion and I had so many questions. I’ve been being open and receptive. I’ve paid t