MY STORY

2021 - This is the year when I began telling myself I was on a “healing path” …. and to some extent I really do think my story starts here, but at this time, I had no idea what the word, polytheist even meant! I have never been inside a metaphysical store or at least not fully knowing what it meant. Shamefully, I had no knowledge of pantheons such as Kemetic, Hellenic, Abrahamic etc. All I knew in 2021 was that I needed to step back from who I was becoming in this cruel world. This is the year that I began to look up at the sky. The sunsets. The sunrises. I tried so hard to take even a few minutes a day to catch a little glimpse of beauty in a world that doesn’t stop demanding.

2024 - This is the year that I really fell down to my knees. Shattered. Years of loss after loss. I sat next to my mother holding her hand while she lay on her hospital bed, all while looking at my own bruises on my arm from my own loss, knowing she will never know what happened. I will never forget seeing my mom’s photo all over social media after she passed. By this time, it just felt like family member after family member was being uploaded “In Remembrance” and yet, nothing can explain my emptiness when I saw my mom added to the posts. I felt externally numb yet bleeding inside.

2025 - So much anger. So much guilt. So much confusion. This is the year everything exploded. It is when I realized that for years I’ve been looking up in the sky for a glimpse of peace and just when i couldn’t take it anymore, the universe responded. They have always been there for me and if it wasn”t for what I experienced weeks before the worst time of my life began, I would really think I was going crazy. I call it, “My Anchor.”
They all led me from the abyss to enlightenment.
From manipulation to emotional sovereignty.
My story is not perfect. Not even my website or grammar is perfect.
it is not meant to be perfect. It is meant to be raw.

It is me 🌹