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As we haphazardly return to the workforce after months of being isolated, several re-adjustments are being asked of us. Learn more on how I do the morning ritual that served to keep me anchored and grounded during these times.

One of the series written beautifully by Keisha Brissette, sharing the talk with another Jamaican woman ‘jaminating’ in a foreign land.

When Rosey Hocknell, founder of We Are Nativ, who I've known for several years approached me to support her vision and mission, it was an immediate YES for me.

Girl, Princess, Queen, Empress, Goddess, Sage, Crone, Wise Woman, Witch, Pussy-Powerhouses,

If the crown fits, wear it.

One woman rising

Creates a ripple.

Ten women rising

Creates a rumble.

I’ve been a long time coming.  Unconsciously – for the most part – I chose a circuitous path to come back to myself. So, what or who informs the woman I am?  Descended from slaves, this trauma still courses through my veins. 

“Where does it lead?”

I wonder aloud.

Does that even matter,

And why should I even care?

‘Authenticity is a (daily) practice.’

Truer words have never been spoken. The practice component is enlivened whenever we’re acting authentically. Sometimes keeping it real may result in creating turbulence along the way.

Thirteen years ago, burnout brought me to the mat. I had no idea then the immense impact that yoga would have upon my life – to the extent that I left my high profile, high intensity job of being an international peacekeeper traveling to dodgy locations – to becoming a yoga teacher.   

From feminine crossfires in my hometown, Ubud, to further unyielding of Mother Nature in Indonesia, where earthquakes rocked Sulawesi causing tsunami warnings, to the exposure of ‘angry white men’ on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, my head is spinning.