I did it—three hours of straight filming and teaching with zero cuts on my part. Huge thanks to Tyler Kelley and his incredible team at @weareslam for partnering with me to bring this to life. And deep gratitude to @bambooequitypartners for
He spent the winter with me in dispause—resting in his chrysalis for months, waiting out the cold until spring’s warmth and bloom gave the signal. From the very beginning—as a tiny egg—he carried the blueprint. Not just for the chrysalis, but
Something hit me hard during one of our mastermind sessions at @rootedsistersofficial Faith-Fueled Life Retreat a couple of weeks ago. The scripture reads:“Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, and mind.” And then:“Love your neighbor as yourself.” That second part… it gripped
There are always little ways I can gauge how your culture is doing when I speak at your events. In the obvious moments—how many people offer to help, how often I’m asked if I need anything, the laughter at the tables,
I knew this would be a special group—their leader, Dana, spent the last year and a half fighting to find a way to bring me in. That kind of commitment speaks volumes. Spending three hours teaching Courage is Built Here™ with
It was a big ask of myself—financially, energetically, and especially physically. Saying yes meant stepping far outside my comfort zone. I'm usually the one facilitating, pouring into others, not receiving. But I’ve watched The Rooted Sisters from the sidelines for too long. I
Building the big dream takes a few things: failure, heartbreak, lots of meetings, even more prayers, and the grit to keep going. Today’s one of those meetings. A big one. Here’s to holding the vision and showing up—again.
"People don’t change" is one of the biggest lies we tell ourselves. It’s an excuse that keeps us stuck.A story that protects us from heartbreak. Because if we admit people can change…We might have to grieve that they haven’t.We might have to
What we don’t heal, we project. Pain doesn’t vanish just because we ignore it. The unspoken is never benign—it lingers, it festers, it grows. Left unchecked, it owns us while wounding those we love and lead. Healing into our courage starts with feeling it
