I Am Not My Hair

I Am Not My Hair

There’s something quietly radical about standing in front of a mirror and deciding how to wear your hair. No external pressures, no hidden codes of conformity, just you, your hands, and a singular moment of choice. Whether it’s soft coils, a neat bun, a head full of...
Sitting With It All Today

Sitting With It All Today

There are days when I wake up full of ideas and purpose,  emails to send, projects to move forward, stories to tell, and change to make. But then there are days like today. Days that feel slower, heavier. Where my mind drifts through thoughts, and my heart feels a...