Aligned in My Own Frequency

I walk in the motion of power.Power is alignment. It is rooted steadily—feet planted in ancestral soil,hips remembering the rhythm … More

Simply Beautiful

I do not enter rooms—I arrive. Not with thunder,not with spectacle,But with the soft authorityof a woman who knowsShe is … More

A Celebration, Undisturbed

I celebrate without fireworks.No confetti cannons.No orchestral swell announcing my arrival. The sun does not shout when it rises—And yet, … More

Turns Out, I’m New Here

I’ve been learning new things about myself—Apparently, I’ve been understudying a roleI was never cast in. Who knew? There’s a … More

Seasonal Detachment

Missing you is allowed.I’ve checked.It doesn’t come with a summonsor a return label. Some feelings are just visitors—they pass through,comment … More

What the Elder Knew

A Lakota elder once said—and I keep this where my spine remembers it—You are not livingIf you are not healing. … More

At Dawn, I Remember Who I Am

I arrive like morning—unannounced, inevitable,with no need to convince the horizon. I am the mystic of elegance and power,the kind … More

February, Staying

February announces itself softly—no grand entrance,just a knowing pause at the threshold,as if to say: Pay attention now. The air … More