Thankful Thursday 🌸

It's A Thankful Thursday 💜

Today, I’m reflecting on how creativity can become a form of healing. What started as a simple idea has unfolded into something deeper — a journey of rest, reflection, hope, and becoming. Through every season, even the difficult ones, God has continued to show me that light can still exist in the night.

This season feels different. Softer. More aligned. More hopeful. And today, I’m especially thankful for the reminder that we do not have to rush our healing, prove our worth, or shrink who we are to move forward. One breath, one prayer, one moment at a time… we are becoming. ✨

May 13 - 513

 

Nothing To Prove

Somewhere between grief, healing, voice notes, vision changes, and learning how to create differently… something beautiful happened. 

What started as trying a simple AI prompt a few days ago became a full coloring journey built around the framework: 

Rest. Reflect. Respond. Release. 💙 

And as I created, I realized something: 
I wasn’t just making images. 

I was watching my healing become visible. 💞 

There was a season after illness where reading hurt, screens were difficult, and writing felt far away from me. So to now sit and complete a project of this magnitude feels like nothing but God. 🙏🏾 

And maybe that’s why the phrase “Nothing to Prove” keeps showing up in my hands, in my spirit, and throughout this process. 

Not because life has been easy. 
But because peace no longer has to be earned. 

Your voice. 💞 
Your vision. 💞 
Your victory. 💞

Mother’s Day 🌹

 

Happy Mother’s Day!! 💞💙💞💙

 

Self-Care Saturdays ~ Get Still

 

    This morning I thought about how my mom would always tell us to get still when we were little. We were busy little people. I can only imagine that my mom wanted us still so that she could have a moment of peace. 

    Often we want people to get still. What happens when we get still ourselves?

    Here lately my mind has been racing with all of the things going on in my life, in our country and ideas that I need to get out on paper. One evening I went for a walk and I came back and sat on my porch. As I sat there I thought maybe I should get my laptop or maybe I should finish the book that I'm reading and God said, "Just sit still. Do nothing." I looked out from my porch and I saw the trees swaying in the wind, the beauty of the sun going down and children riding their bikes up and down the street. 

    I sat still and realized that more often I need to say to myself, "Get still. Do nothing." Even if for a moment.

    As you go about your day, take moments to be still, to calm your mind.  Listen to what God wants to tell you, listen to the wind blowing, listen to the laughter of those that you love and in that moment, just be. 

    Be well. Be blessed. Be encouraged. All things are working together for your good. 

Olivia Dean - Dive (Live From KOKO)

 

Solange - Binz

 

Tom Browne - Funkin' for Jamaica (Official Video)

 

One Year Later - A Year Without My Father

 A year. 💛

It’s been a year

Since my world shifted.

A year since I last lived in a world
where my father was just a phone call away.

And somehow…
I’m still here.

Not unchanged.
Not untouched.
But still standing.

I’ve learned that grief doesn’t disappear.
It softens, it stretches, it settles into the quiet places.

I’ve learned that love doesn’t end
It just finds new ways to live inside of me.

There were days I didn’t think I’d get through.
Days I moved slowly.
Days I didn’t move at all.

But I made it.

And today, I honor him
not just in my tears,
but in my living.

The very last thing that I wanted to do today was leave the house but I did. I went and voted and I thought about my father. He would have voted earlier in the day and watched the news all day listening for the results.

That was one thing that I did today to honor him. I tried to be productive around the house. I spent today trying to do normal things. Realizing at the same time that things aren't normal anymore.