Tag: love
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I Didn’t Need Permission, But I Was Still Waiting for It
For years, I struggled with giving myself permission to be the creator of my own life. It didn’t always show up in loud ways. It wasn’t that I didn’t think I was smart or gifted. In fact, I’ve always known I’m brilliant. But what I didn’t know was how much I had come to rely…
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The Anger I Swallowed Was Costing Me My Joy
I don’t really want to tell y’all all my business… But I’m gonna tell you a little bit.Just a peek. Just enough. Because this part of the journey?It’s the one that took me the longest to face. For years—years—I was emotionally unaware of my own boundaries, my own expectations, and even my own self. I…
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I Thought I Was Just Tired—But I Was Actually Done
I was approaching a milestone birthday.The big 4-0. And while life looked fine on the outside, something deep within me was starting to stir. There was this low hum of dissatisfaction that wouldn’t go away.I was beginning to feel the first tremors of what I now know was a midlife awareness moment.Not a crisis.Not chaos.But…
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I Stayed Too Long Because I Didn’t Want to Disappoint Anyone
About 10 years ago, I met an amazing woman online through my nonprofit organization. She had joined my Facebook group, reached out, and asked if we could meet up. We lived in the same city, and I said yes without hesitation. From the moment we sat down, it was clear:This was going to be a…
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The Shame of Not Knowing Better Almost Kept Me Stuck
I was 27 years old when I decided I wanted to be wealthy. Not just comfortable. Not just surviving.Wealthy. And at the time, the only real pathway I saw into that kind of wealth—the kind that changes lives, shifts generations, gives options—was real estate. It was 2005. The market was ripe. And I had just…
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The Fear of Slowing Down Almost Kept Me in Survival Mode
I can remember waking my husband up—shaking him out of his sleep, saying, “Hey, get up. It’s time for you to get up. You need to get moving. Let’s go.” We were probably about three to five months into being married. Still newlyweds. Still figuring it all out. My husband? He’s always been a “let…
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Give Yourself the Last Word
Why honoring your “no” might be the most luxurious thing you ever do The phone rang.And before I even picked it up, I knew what was coming. It wasn’t cruel.It wasn’t loud.It wasn’t even unexpected. It was love—wrapped in cultural expectation.Care—dressed in pressure.Concern—masked as conversation. My mother, in her usual mothering way, opened with the…
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What Slower Feels Like in Real Life
A true love letter to your nervous system, your time, and the life you get to design Slower doesn’t always look like taking a nap.Sometimes slower is just… not rushing. It’s waking up without an alarm.Not because you don’t have things to do, but because your body is learning it doesn’t have to be startled…
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The Soft Rebellion of Doing Less (And Loving Every Second of It)
I spent months saying, “I’m shifting.”I could feel it in my bones, but I couldn’t name it.Every conversation with my girlfriends sounded the same:“Something’s changing, but I don’t know what.”We were swirling. In the middle of the fog. Searching. And then one day, I was scrolling on TikTok—just trying to pass the time—and there she…
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Be the One Who’s Willing to Fail (And Still Grows the Flowers)
Some mornings, I want to crawl into the softness of my covers and not come out.Not because I’m sad.Not because I’m defeated.But because trying again can be its own kind of exhaustion. Trying again means opening yourself back up.To effort. To hope.To not knowing how it’s going to go.To the possibility that it might not…
Slower, Wealthier, Happier 