April, you didn’t arrive loudly. You met me in the quiet places and reminded me who I am when I’m not performing, proving, or pushing. You gave me space to rest while I waited, to trust what is still unfolding, and to honor the version of me that kept going, even when no one was watching. In the middle of reflection, healing, and steady rebuilding, you whispered what my spirit already knew: that my voice still matters, my story is still evolving, and none of it was ever wasted.
Self-Care Saturday is more than a cute hashtag. It’s a gentle declaration that you are worthy of rest, intention, and renewal before the week asks anything of you. Saturdays hold a unique kind of permission. The rush eases, the clock loosens its grip, and your nervous system finally gets a chance to exhale. Self-care isn’t indulgence; it’s maintenance. It’s how we return to ourselves after pouring into work, family, purpose, and people. When we choose self-care, we are choosing ourselves.
Self-Care Saturday can look beautifully different for everyone. For some, it’s a slow morning with tea, prayer, journaling, or a gratitude practice that recenters the heart. For others, it’s movement; walking, stretching, dancing, or heading to the gym to release stress stored in the body.
Creative care might mean reading, painting, writing, or tending to a passion project that feeds your spirit.
Social care could be brunch with a trusted friend, while sensory care might be a long bath, a skincare ritual, or simply sitting in silence. Each activity carries benefits: lowered stress, improved mood, clearer thinking, emotional regulation, and a deeper sense of connection to yourself.
What makes Self-Care Saturday powerful is intention. When you pause to ask, What do I need today?—you begin practicing self-trust. Over time, these small, consistent choices build resilience, prevent burnout, and remind you that your well-being matters just as much as your productivity. Let Saturday be your weekly reset. Not to become more, but to remember who you already are. 💜
Self-care is not selfish.
Last night when Quiera posted in the group chat about the passing of Chadwick Boseman, I honestly went to Google to see who she was referring to because it couldn't have been The Black Panther. It just couldn't be him. It just couldn't be another incredible loss for us. Not right now. It just couldn't be. After settling into the reality of this loss, I went directly to YouTube to find an episode of Black Jeapordy that makes me laugh every time I see it like it's my first time seeing it. I needed to laugh last night.
2020 has been a year of unimaginable loss, sickness, destruction, brutality, disappointment, isolation and gratitude. Yes, gratitude. Through our collectives losses we have shown collective resilience. From Kobe to Covid, to George, to Breonna, to Ahmad, to Jacob, and now to Chad. It's been hard, sad and tearful and yet we show up for each other, whether it's 6 feet apart with our masks on, on Zoom for a meetup or on social media just trying to make sense out of everything . And it's so much at one time to try to make sense of.
Resilience. An ability to recover after being stretched. We come from ancestors who endured and survived many adversities. We not only honor that, we also have to acknowledge that we carry that resilience within ourselves too. Maybe we never knew it was there until now. There's a meme that suggests that we check on our strong friends, we are honestly at the point where we need to check on each other often and gently with loving kindness. Many of us are not well and it seems that each unexpected blow hits harder and harder. It's leaving us to question so many things, like our faith and God, and still not have an answer for any of it.
Yet, I offer this. 2020 was slated as the year of vision. It's been hard to see through everything that has come at us but just maybe this is the year to hone in on our purpose while we are still living. To put the seeds in the earth, through our pain, heartache and discomfort, that will honor our legacy. Maybe 2020 is that year where we are stretched uncontrollably beyond our comfort zone to ultimately realize the resilience that lies within us.
