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I woke up to birds singing this morning. Not faintly or in the distance. But clearly–like they were waiting for me to rise. The early dawn carries a different kind of quiet. It isn’t empty. It’s expectant. And in that stillness, their songs feel intentional. If I didn’t know any better, I would think they were calling out to me. Truthfully, I do believe that. Yes, the birds were singing just for me. To awaken me. To remind me. To pull me into the present. There is something

First day of Lent. Here we go again. In 2024, I fasted from fast food–or more truthfully, from eating out. I didn’t have the money. Unemployment will humble you quickly. But it wasn’t just about money. I had grown used to convenience, used to tapping an app and food arriving warm at my door. I got used to not having to decide, chop, stir, and wait. Cooking for one didn’t feel worth the trouble, or so I told myself. There I was–no steady income, low in spirit, heavy in body, a

The Super Bowl has never been just about football. It’s America’s favorite pastime, yes—but more than that, it reflects the cultural...

In 2020, the world was put in crisis. Not just this country—but the world as a whole. A plague descended, taking lives indiscriminately,...

Black women in leadership are no strangers to harm. We navigate professional spaces with ambition and expertise, only to face systemic neglect, dismissal, and outright hostility. My story is not just one of harm and resilience but one that echoes the experiences of countless Black women across industries. At a previous workplace, I endured neglect, undermining, inequity, and even stalking—all while pouring my heart into a role that was more than a job to me. It was a calling.

Official Vice Presidential Portrait of Kamala Harris Government Publishing Office (GPO) It's both laughable and sadly predictable how...