Confidence

Loving the skin you’re in. Hey September! I’m soaking up all of this beautiful black femininity.  Of all shades. I remember growing up as a little girl, uncomfortable in my skin.  Not just being a black female, but one of a darker complexion.  I was just joking with my barber yesterday about how I had to develop a lot of character and personality to counter the reality that my complexion was not sexy during my adolescent years.  The topic

  i am power. Power is the capacity or ability to direct or influence the behavior of others or the course of events. Plainly stated: you can influence the course of events in your life. God gave us that power.  To influence the course of events in our lives.  I never understood that as a child.  I was taught that everything is pre-determined, already written…so it made me unsure of the power of my existence. 

i am alone. once i learned to accept this, life made more sense.  it’s not an admittance of alienation nor sadness, it’s a liberation from a quest for finding completeness in others.  because it wasn’t happening for me.  i realized that companionship is not the opposite of loneliness, companionship is a feeling of fellowship…just that, a feeling.  Intimacy, not companionship, is the opposite of loneliness.  Intimacy is a different quest and one that most of

i am relevant. Someone recently asked me which celebrities were my clients.  It was an assumption, not a question. That was their way of determining my relevance.  Or even credibility.  I simply responded “none really”.  The everyday woman, the single mother, the superwoman, the minority entrepreneur, the dope artist…those are my clients.  If a celebrity falls into one of these categories, cool.  I don’t define myself by that.  And I don’t feel like I must