Dear , I wanted to reach out personally and share something tender and beautiful with you.Two women have already stepped into Soul Repair—not because they were rushed, but because something in them felt ready.There are three places remaining.This is...

Dear ,I've been thinking about the parents who didn't know how to say 'I love you' out loud. The ones who showed up in other ways—through discipline, provision, presence. Who led not with warmth, but with steadiness.This is for anyone who spent years...

Hello ,I’m reaching out with something deliberately rare and deeply meaningful — an invitation to join Soul Repair, an intimate journey designed for a small circle of people ready to step into embodied confidence, authentic freedom, and the quiet pow...

Dear ,Before the year found its pace, I stepped away.I camped.I slept on the ground.I watched the sea breathe in and out, unhurried.There’s something deeply regulating about mornings without urgency. No performance. No proving. Just presence. I let m...

Dear ,It’s pouring rain here as I write this.The kind of rain that makes you stop everything.The kind that reminds you that some things are simply beyond your control.It’s Christmas week, and maybe you had plans.Maybe things were supposed to look dif...

Dear ,There's a particular kind of loneliness that shows up around the holidays.Not the loneliness of being physically alone—though that's real too.I'm talking about the loneliness:of sitting at a table full of people and feeling entirely unseen. Of...

Dear ,I’ve been quiet for a while. Not from lack of care, but from listening—listening deeply… and, in truth, because I had no electricity!Hurricane Melissa, which hit Jamaica with 185 mph wind speeds, disrupted more than schedules and infrastructure...

Dear ,Today, as we observe All Souls Day, my family and I visited my father’s grave. My mother, brother, sister, and the grandchildren gathered there to sit, chat, reflect, and simply BE.It was only in the final days of my father’s life that I truly...

Hey ,Suppose the voice that says “I’m not enough” is lying to you?You’ve achieved so much ,— yet part of you keeps waiting to be “found out.” Nope! It isn't modesty. That’s the echo of an old belief: I’m flawed, unworthy, defective.This quiet shame r...

Dear ,Last night, a dear friend opened his heart to me. He is one of the very few people I feel safe enough to share my full truth with. Like me, he is a healer and an empath. In addition, he is a trained clinical psychologist with several advanced d...