Natural hair--the process of growing, keeping it healthy, enjoying it--I find to be one of the most daunting yet special experiences. Growing up, my hair was relaxed and lived at a decent length, but like most young black women over relaxing my hair caused it to become damaged. During my last year of college, I … Continue reading 5 Lessons My Natural Hair Journey Taught Me
Aye what it is. What's up. *Cues bed frame squeaks* Nonetheless, I hope you are feeling okay today. I am. I'm hoping all this good feeling can transfer throughout your entire week..month..year..but I digress. So, journaling. What is it? Everyone is talking about it. But what does it really mean? In the time of self-love … Continue reading Journaling 101
Us, young fly free millennial Black folk see a need for healing in a way our parents and grand parents may not understand. The way I see it; in addition to being the products of triumphant, resilient, ambitions, hard-working, out-going, intelligent, and gorgeous brown people, we are also the products of generations of negative mental, physical, and sometimes spiritual abuse and habits that must be broken for the sake of posterity. I recognize the cyclical nature in my own family, and I intend to create a new ebb and flow. And, I will do so, even if it means going against the grain and seeking therapeutic counseling. The church is just not enough for me any more.
It seems after making the decision to live my life according to divine purpose, with ambitions of pleasing God, and allowing only cleansed karma to follow, that I had to let my Petty Patty behaviors go. It's a sad truth, but it's worth it.
Chile, I be busy lovin me Like I love spring breezes and honey suckle under shaded tree like popsicles on warm sunny days and bicycle splashes when I play like bees are too busy to sting and birds be chirpin high up in the trees I just be busy lovin me like the last bite … Continue reading Loving me: Let me explain