Advocating for myself took years of practice. I’m now great at it and have also had to do it for others. It’s time to teach the Frog Princess the same. As women, we often aren’t encouraged to do this, though. Especially when it comes to matters of sex. So, let’s talk about it. Do you know what PrEP is?

This past weekend I found myself going out to the freshly mowed backyard and picking some oranges. That quickly led to me wanting to clean up the tree a bit which led to me trimming the overgrown plumbago which inevitably led me to the gardenia bush.

The gardenia bush…

I've been thinking about saying goodbye to the 'hood for a while. I still can't believe this is happening. Here's what's going on and what the future holds.

My initiation ceremony has brought lots of questions with it. Here are a few answers for those that have been asking to learn more.

I've known it since I was a child, raised next door to that same root worker and her husband who had a hand in not only how my heart was shaped but how my spirit was formed around the inevitability of what was to come.

I learned a lot from my word of 2018, intentional. And, I'm reflecting on those lessons as I look to my word in 2019 and what lies ahead.

I never gave maternal health much thought outside of the general commentary about it being probably the most dangerous thing a woman will do.

I mean…that's major, though but…

Knowing what I know now and looking back at my own experiences while also listening to women close to me has really opened my eyes to certain truths.

So, I just sat there nodding my head and smiling til I felt like a crazy person because Rachel was speaking to my soul.

I stalk follow her on Instagram and have yet to find something that doesn't speak to my organizing heart.

During our #TalkEarly Summit last year, Rachel talked about how our lives aren't curated. As influencers especially, we feel the need to keep the clutter out of our images and only show you the perfection that surrounds us. Want to see what currently surrounds me?

It is 4:51 a.m. I've been up for a bit and I'm wide awake. You are asleep. Not beside me on the pillow that you love to take over but, in your own bed. Mami should be asleep as well but, I don't know what's keeping me up.

Words. I think words are keeping me up. Words keep me company, you know. They weave themselves in my head and, by the time it's all said and done, they form a body that can be easily confused for a real person.