The journey of self-love

Self-love. I know that this is something we all struggle with. We employ self-care tactics when necessary and it works. Shortly. Atleast for me. I got tired of the recurring feelings and the solutions I employed. I got tired of taking myself to dinner, going swimming, proving to myself that I love me. I got […]

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Muting chatter

    The other day I was so exhausted. Exhausted of constant chatter, distraction, oppression, capitalism, escapism, disrespect for the feminine and just a chaotic world was driving me to the edge.   Before this break, I was intuitively being pushed towards shutting down. Giving space for the within to manifest and let the without […]

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Focusing on the personal

I have been on the social collective of womanhood for a long time. Sometimes I have felt so powerful and yet powerless. The collective pain of women is huge. It’s boiling and has been overflowing for far too long. Just as it should. Collective anger is great. It’s helps us indentify with one another as […]

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When love without is not enough.

I should feel ashamed of myself for wanting to be loved. Yet I continue to beat myself over and over again for wanting to  be loved without knowing how to properly love myself.  It scares me. The funniest part is the kind of love I need I have never beheld or rather I have never […]

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Owning my sensitivity

  I am a ball of emotions and I am sensitive. I am also ashamed of my emotions and my sensitivity. I think a lot of that part of me was damaged a long time ago and now I have to do the work of recovering myself, my emotions and my sensitivity. The burden of […]

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Of finding your pack.

Over the course of my life I have experienced different friendships with other women. The sense of wanting to belong was quite stronger when I was younger and now it’s almost no longer there. Probably because finally I have found a pack of my own and have found myself. I didn’t understand how important female […]

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Me too

Just last week on my vacation in Greece, on a Saturday night in the midst of Athens party life I was violated by someone supposed to be a friend. A black man. A brother. I didn’t think much of it until a few days ago when it all came back and I felt so dirty, […]

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Of those days I don’t feel beautiful.

The mirror. I could blame it on the mirror. Or my hair. Perhaps blame it on my skin, the rough dry patches and the ashyness. I am pretty certain none of that has anything to do with it. There are days I don’t feel beautiful. I don’t like the woman infront of the mirror. It’s […]

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Letting go of expectations

  Fear is the biggest thief of freedom. And freedom even within oneself comes at a great cost and through a vigorously painful initiation. I have been afraid. I have been afraid of many things and I am still afraid. Previously when I was afraid, I would deliberately encourage myself to be brave. What else […]

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A woman in a man’s body.

Close friends describe me as a man in a woman’s body. They don’t treat me like one of their own because I am not. I feel that for most of my early life, I have been so much in my masculine energy because I needed it to survive. I didn’t feel like a woman at […]

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