03/19/2026
Soul family,
Unintentionally, I found myself fasting this Ramadan alongside my husband. Not because I had to… but because something in me said, it didn’t feel right to receive while he was abstaining.
And somewhere in that quiet discipline, something opened.
I have felt the voice of God in a way I cannot compare to any other season. Not abstract. Not distant. Precise. Expansive. Detailed. It came with such clarity that I had to build systems to hold it… to capture it… to honor it. Every day felt like overflow. Every day felt like instruction.
And what I am beginning to understand is this:
When you accept the blessings of your life…
you must also accept the weight of them.
The responsibility.
The stewardship.
The quiet expectations that come with being trusted with vision.
There is a sacred partnership that forms when you stop resisting what you’ve been given… and instead say, “Yes. I will carry it.”
And in that “yes,” God meets you differently.
Closer.
Clearer.
Sometimes so intimately it will bring you to tears.
I didn’t grow up surrounded by close family. My roots stretched across Kenya, Zimbabwe… across distance. And for a long time, I felt that absence.
But life… in its quiet generosity… placed me in rooms I didn’t even know I needed.
Rooms filled with powerful, grounded, expansive Black women.
Southern and Senegalese women.
Women who carried warmth like a language.
Women who nourished me in ways I will never be able to repay.
There are rooms your spirit recognizes before your mind does.
Rooms that feed you.
Rooms that remind you who you are.
And today, as I sit and reflect, I am grateful.
For the women who came before me and paid prices I will never fully understand… so I could walk with a certain ease.
For the boldness to go first… even when the path isn’t clear.
For a mind that is allowed to stretch, to build, to create… without apology.
And I share this not to center myself… but to remind you:
This kind of life… this kind of clarity… this kind of divine partnership…
is not reserved.
It is decided.
No matter your beginnings.
No matter what felt missing.
No matter how far you’ve had to travel to find yourself…
You can choose to step fully into what is calling you.
And when you do…
Everything begins to meet you there.
🤍