Healing as Practice
My choice to heal began when depression held my breath and I realized I could no longer survive without learning how to live.
Healing is not an identity I claim.
It is a daily commitment I make.
A commitment to myself.
To my ancestors.
To the generations I walk alongside.
And to those whose feet will touch this earth after me.
I know fear. I know grief. I know ancestral memory. And I still choose to live. I still choose to tend. I still choose to love.
Healing is not always easy. It is a choice I sometimes wake tired to make. But I choose it because my healing gives me the capacity to hold this work with honesty, integrity, and care.
My healing is embodied, spiritual, and grounded in relationship. I center the body as an altar, a site of wisdom, and the collective as essential to restoration.
We are mirrors of one another. We grow through relationship.
Healing is an act of discernment, love, and growth.
It connects my inner child to my divinity.
It revisits the past so I can hold space in the present for myself and my community.
I ground myself through practices I am in ongoing relationship with, including:
Somatic and embodiment practices
Reiki and energy healing
Sound healing
Yoga and mindful movement (including Kemetic-informed practices)
Restorative healing circles
Grief, money, and relationship healing spaces
Writing and storytelling
Plant medicine
Artistry
Astrology
Chakra healing
Ancestral healing
Tarot and Oracle
Mindfulness
Breathwork
Trauma-informed facilitation for individuals, groups, and organizations
I share these practices not as prescriptions, but as invitations.
Healing happens when we feel safe enough to tell the truth and supported enough to stay with it.