The Tuesday notification. A chilly, PDF email: "Your job has been eliminated." That's it. Five years of struggling along at the marketing agency, wiped out. Jayla Davis, 32, in her apartment in Fairview, the echoing of her now-shut-off work laptop the only sound. Panic growing, a wave of heat in her chest. Rent was coming... Continue Reading →
The front door to the Macklin Youth Empowerment Center creaked shut behind Alaina Burris as she stepped into the dimly lit main room. The late afternoon sun threw long shadows across the tiled floor, catching on the faces of the children in the framed photos along the wall. Kids smiling during coding class, a dance... Continue Reading →
Family is often seen as a safe haven a place of unconditional love, support, and belonging. But what happens when the very people meant to nurture and protect you become a source of pain, confusion, and emotional manipulation? For those of us with narcissistic family members, this is a painful reality we rarely speak openly... Continue Reading →
In every community, workplace, family, or online space, there’s always one thing that spreads faster than truth: rumors. People talk about other people constantly. They whisper, assume, judge, and speculate all without having the full picture. But there’s an ancient proverb that still rings true today:“Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a... Continue Reading →
We often talk about the people who wrong us directly the ones who lie, manipulate, abuse, betray, or belittle. But there's another group whose impact is just as spiritually significant, though more subtle and often overlooked: the cosigner's. These are the silent observers, the passive witnesses, the ones who stood by and said nothing when... Continue Reading →
There is a knowing that rises from the soul a remembrance that we were not sent here to suffer endlessly.We are not here to make altars out of agony.We are here to transmute. To liberate. To return to wholeness. I will not live in service to pain.This is a prayer. A declaration. A line drawn... Continue Reading →
I call my power. With the guidance and protection of my ancestors.Protect my spirit. Shield my soul.Let the winds of truth circle me wide,No lies may pass, no fear may hide. I summon strength from root to crown,No force may shake, no chain hold down.My heart is flame, my will is steel,What I declare, the... Continue Reading →
°A New Dawn in Goodwin° Nedra Williams stood at the threshold of her new life, staring at the unfamiliar skyline of Goodwin. The air was crisp, a stark contrast to the warm, laid-back breezes of her hometown on the West Coast. She remembered the moment she received the transfer notice from her company, a well-established... Continue Reading →
Have you ever just known something without knowing how? Or felt someone’s emotions as if they were your own? Maybe you’ve caught a scent that reminded you of a loved one who’s passed, even though there was no source for it. These experiences may not be coincidences—they could be signs that you're tuning in to... Continue Reading →
Hello, my wonderful community, I want to share something personal and important with you. As many of you know, I’ve been on a journey of transformation since the heartbreaking loss of my husband of 14 years. This season of life has brought deep reflection, growth, and change—inside and out. Yet, through every tear, memory, and... Continue Reading →
When I watched Sinners, I didn’t just see a dystopian thriller—I saw a spiritual battlefield. A world where control wears a digital face, and salvation is sold as software. But through the noise, one figure stood out to me—not as a heroine in the Hollywood sense, but as a vessel. Annie. For me, Annie is... Continue Reading →
“I am the dream of my ancestors—walking, breathing, remembering.” I come from a people who knew freedom long before captivity. My blood carries the rhythm of warriors and midwives, landkeepers and storytellers. My spirit remembers the soil of Mississippi, the wisdom of Choctaw ancestors, and the resistance woven into the roots of North Carolina. I... Continue Reading →
We often hear a lot about self-care, boundaries, and healing. But one crucial conversation that often gets swept under the rug is about accountability — especially when it comes to how we treat others. Mistreating people and then avoiding accountability has quietly become a toxic pattern in personal relationships, workplaces, and even communities. It's when... Continue Reading →
Spring 2025 blanketed Bloomfield Heights in magnolia blooms and a fresh wave of energy. The Reserve at Bloomfield Heights had become the talk of the town—a hotspot for food lovers, tastemakers, and celebrities alike. Aja’s curated seasonal menu, featuring dishes like miso-glazed halibut with collard green risotto and bourbon pecan peach cobbler, was lauded as... Continue Reading →
Chaka sat alone on her apartment balcony that Friday evening, wrapped in a blanket and nursing a glass of wine. The city buzzed below her, but her world felt unusually quiet. Zavion hadn't responded to her last message. It had been four days since she confessed, and his silence was louder than any argument could’ve... Continue Reading →
A House Full of Secrets- Dara Nix sat on the sectional in her living room, her swollen feet propped up on the ottoman. The modernized home she had inherited from her grandparents felt different these days. The laughter that once filled it had quieted, replaced by tension neither she nor Genevieve Washington wanted to speak... Continue Reading →
As I embark on a journey I once shied away from, I find myself confronting the fears that have kept me from fully embracing my identity as a writer. For years, I let the notion of being a "good writer" held by others intimidate me, causing me to silence the vivid characters and intricate stories... Continue Reading →
Nahema Owens grew up in Red Clay Hollow, a self-sustaining all-Black Choctaw town tucked deep in Mississippi. Her family’s 600-acre land had been theirs since 1930, passed down from her generation to generation, who had tilled the soil, built homes, and raised cattle. The land held their history—it was where her ancestors had prayed, harvested,... Continue Reading →
https://videopress.com/v/uOT3IWmg?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true Nikki Giovanni's words have always felt like a warm embrace, wrapping me in the comfort of her powerful storytelling and challenging me to be better, to do better. As I delve into the profound impact her poetry and dialogues have had on me, I'm reminded of the magic that unfolded when she engaged in... Continue Reading →
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