Before I officially blow out the 40 candles this year, I’m taking a moment to celebrate… me! This post is a reminder that reflection isn’t just about lessons learned from challenges — it’s also about honoring the wins, big and small. Because let’s be real: if we don’t celebrate ourselves, who will?

Some poems are meant to be read. Others are meant to be felt. This one — “Gravity” — poured out of me in the middle of heartbreak, reflection, and clarity. It’s that moment when you realize love doesn’t always hold everything together — that sometimes, even when the connection is deep, life’s pull in different directions is stronger.

We are rarely just one thing. We are complex, layered, sometimes contradictory beings — and that’s not only okay, it’s beautiful. In this post, I’m sharing a poem I wrote, “Walking Contradiction,” and reflecting on what it means to embrace every part of ourselves, even the parts that feel at odds with one another.

Before I officially blow out the candles this year, I’m taking a moment to celebrate… me! This post is a reminder that reflection isn’t just about lessons learned from challenges — it’s also about honoring the wins, big and small. Because let’s be real: if we don’t celebrate ourselves, who will?

Excuses have a sneaky way of convincing us that staying still is safer than moving forward. In this post, I reflect on the ways I’ve used my mental health struggles and personal traumas as reasons to stop, pause, or hide — and how I’m learning to flip that script. This is about finding strength in weakness, courage in discomfort, and clarity in the spaces where excuses once lived.

I think if I had to choose a spirit animal, I’d be a hummingbird.

Not because it’s cute or poetic (though it is both), but because it feels true to the way I’ve had to live — moving from space to space, dream to dream, season to season, carrying pieces of myself everywhere I go. Always searching for the next place where beauty and purpose meet.