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This was my first time voting in a Detroit election. Not the Kenya who voted from a dorm in East Lansing just excited to exercise my right. Not the Kenya whose Oak Park address was mostly about making everyday logistics easier while her real life moved across the region. Not the young adult who voted wherever her mail happened to land that season. Back then, my vote lived wherever I lived temporarily — campus housing, my parents’ home, the in-between places that didn’t fully

Last week, I attended my first Congressional Black Caucus Annual Legislative Conference in Washington, D.C., through a fellowship with...

Love is not for the faint of heart. It ’s a high-stakes experience—no rule book, no guarantees. Just faith, intention, and the wild, holy...

There’s a grace in growth that doesn’t always shout. It doesn’t always announce itself with promotions, new addresses, or applause....

John 15:13 KJV – Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. It’s Good Friday. I’m off work. The...

Today I felt led to share a quick reflection.. As I sit here watching the news, scrolling my socials—natural disasters, political unrest,...

The past year, I've been deeply invested with reclaiming control — not over the world, but over myself. My inner life. The small things....

There’s something about getting your hands in the dirt — literally and metaphorically — that will humble you. That’s a truth I’ve come to...

I can see so many sides to things these days. And maybe that’s the problem. Or maybe that’s the key. I’ve decided to join the boycott...

There’s a thin line between knowing and becoming. Between waking up in  the world and waking up to  the world. Between obligation and...

For so long, we’ve been taught that intimacy is about sex. That it’s about touch, desire, the physical. But real intimacy— deep,...

We’re stepping into Black History Month,  and for me, this isn’t just another February. It’s a moment to reset, to reflect, and to ask...

Alright, so I want to take a moment to reflect on my Clubhouse journey—how I’ve navigated through this technological evolution, even...

Last year’s election was a turning point for me—a moment where I truly stepped into my identity as an independent voter. I’ve called...

In a world that often seems consumed by division, distraction, and disconnection, love remains the most radical force we possess. It is...

America has long touted itself as a beacon of freedom—a land where dreams come true and opportunities abound. But as I sit with my own...