Sit With It A Healing Community Dinner
We partnered with F.A.C.E. (Fearless, Artistic, Charisma, and Elegance) to host Sit With It, a dinner and candid conversation around healing, hosted by D Smoke of Paramount +'s 'Mayor of Kingstown,' at Two Hommés in Inglewood.
Grief, Love, and Still Showing Up
Grief isn’t just sadness. It’s an identity shift, a nervous system reset, and proof that you loved hard. In my conversation with Rachel Eliza Griffiths, we talk about turning trauma into art, befriending grief instead of rushing it, and why love and grief aren’t opposites, they’re dancers.
The Thing I Was Told to Fix Is Now What Pays Me
Overthinking Grief Isn't a Problem — It's a Framework
Grief Support Workshop: How a Digital Tool Became Real World Care
Community isn’t transactional—it’s nourishment. In rooms where I once fought to be seen, I’m now recognized without pushing.
Community Is How I Heal and Grow
Community isn’t transactional—it’s nourishment. In rooms where I once fought to be seen, I’m now recognized without pushing.
The Louies: Lessons in Almost Winning
When Sorry For Your Loss (Cards) was named a finalist at the Louie Awards—just one year after launching—I felt like I was on the brink of something big. But when the winner was announced and it wasn’t me, the emotions hit harder than I expected. This “almost” felt personal, tied to the grief that started my business and the dream of seeing my cards on store shelves. What I didn’t expect was how one small shift in perspective would turn a night that felt like a loss into a moment of gratitude and connection.
Sometimes Living is Doing the Work
This month didn’t go as planned. I fell off my content schedule, didn’t send my newsletter, and my brand deck is still… pending. But here’s the thing — while I was focused on what didn’t get done, I missed what did.
When the Birds Stop Singing
Eventually, the flowers stop coming. The texts slow down. And you’re left holding the weight of a new reality—one where someone you loved is no longer here. That’s what ‘Birds Don’t Sing’ cracked open for me.
Grief and the Body: What They Don’t Tell You
Between the stress of being a Black woman exec, handling my father’s estate, and broken sleep — I didn’t realize my body was holding the grief too.
Denial is A River- I’m Still Grieving
All I can do is buckle up. I’ve been white-knuckling my way through the inevitable drops, anticipating the bumps that come with the turns. Then, for a moment, when I feel safe, I’ll let go of the handle bars, grab some sky, open my eyes—before the ride starts all over again.