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Healing and Empowerment: The Spiritual Magic of Neurodivergence

My neurodivergence is one of my many superpowers. It gifts me the opportunity to think at lightening speed, moving as quickly as a bullet train. So fast that sometimes I can’t keep up. I’ve mostly stopped asking myself, ‘How did I get here? How did I arrive at this final place?’ Like a passenger on the bullet train, I have come to enjoy the ride of my own thoughts. To see where my thoughts will go, where they will take me. And it’s different now. So different! Now I direct my thoughts. I no longer let my thoughts direct me and determine my feelings. I have trained myself to think like God thinks. I have trained myself to speak to myself like how God speaks about me.

Reparenting for Beginners: Steps to Heal, Love, and Empower Yourself

Adulthood involves reparenting ourselves, offering the nurturing, boundaries, and love we missed in our younger years. It’s about healing our visible and invisible wounds, rewriting our subconscious minds, and shaping our lives according to who we want to be, not just our past traumas. In this post, I delve into what reparenting is and isn’t, the benefits, strategies on how and why I do it so you can, too. Reparenting is loving ourselves like God loves us.

The Beauty of Unique Names: Stories of Love and Strength

“Hi, my name is Joval.” Now, I rarely share the name story at work with my clients because it feels too personal, so I repeat my name or I spell it for my clients. And each and every one of my clients—100%, 10/10, all of them have remembered my name and the correct, accurate, precise pronunciation. Not only do they remember my name, but they pronounce it correctly, too! There’s this special love that exists in this sacred space where I work. My clients see me, respect me, and even tell me they love me. This space has shown me the profound impact of embracing my identity and the power of a name.

Finding True Fulfillment: The Powerful Lessons Hidden in Everyday Moments

Experiencing the explosive sweetness of a plum reminded me of the profound lessons hidden in everyday moments, including that the third isn’t always the same as the first. As we navigate life’s ups and downs, we often chase after fleeting highs, forgetting that true nourishment and fulfillment come from honoring our God-given needs and embracing change. By recognizing our patterns and harnessing the power of resilience, we can transform, heal, and thrive in unwavering love.

Small Steps, Big Faith Series, 1 of 2: Q1 Reflections- Divinity in the Smallest Starts

I went out with two phenomenal soul sister friends to talk about and celebrate our successes in the first quarter (that’s mature woman speak for …

Heartwork Chronicles: The Journey of Healing and Growth, part 1

In this intimate tale from the Heartwork Chronicles, I unravel the beauty of conversation as a key to healing’s heart. Walk with me through a narrative sprinkled with smiles, laughter and tears, where the simple act of dialogue—both with ourselves and those around us—becomes a canvas for understanding and embracing our true strength. Discover how reflecting on our victories, big and small, equips us to meet today and our tomorrows with a bold heart and a resilient spirit.

Savoring Life: A Journey of Mindfulness, Self-Discovery, and True Unconditional Love

And the single most important connection I have in the world is the connection I have with myself. God loves me. I love me. I love others like I love me. If I don’t love me well, I can’t love others well, either. So I spent years learning to love myself well. To care for myself. To be patient, kind, protecting, trusting, hoping and to persevere. After all, that is the very definition of love in Corinthians.

The Raw Truth of Alcohol Withdrawal: A Detox Nurse’s Perspective

Unaddressed wounds don’t heal. If I cut my arm severely but don’t acknowledge it, it won’t heal, it’s get worse! And healing hurts. After I notice the wound, I have to clean it so it doesn’t get infected and it stings. Whether I apply pressure to stop the bleeding or clean it with alcohol, it’s gonna hurt. But the hurt doesn’t last forever. It’s temporary.

Self Love Conquers Self Hate

I hated the fullness of my cheeks and the width of my nose and the gap in my teeth and my double chins and my uneven eyebrows and the deep chocolate brown of my skin. I distracted others from my face by wearing low cut shirts. “Surely if they notice my breasts they won’t notice me, I thought.” Deep exhale. Deep inhale. Deep exhale.
I hated the width of my nose. The White and White presenting girls at my elite private high school were getting nose jobs for their 16th birthday and boob jobs for graduation gifts. We were taught to hate our ever-growing and changing bodies. And I couldn’t wait to get my nose job. To narrow it. To make it a cute lil tip.

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