I apologize that I have been running from you. I apologize for the rivers and lakes and state lines that fill the space between us. I apologize for my silence, but everything has been so.damn.loud. I apologize for the calls and texts that have been few and far between. I apologize for the letters that never came. I apologize for missing every birthday, milestone, laugh…
Jewelry is more than just an accessory; it is a reflection of your energy. Growing up in Jamaica I loved playing in my mothers jewelry. To me, your accessories made a statement and in certain cultures it communicates power and respect. -Naima There are so many things I wish I was doing to really and truly give back to the communities I’ve lived in. Naima Stennett…
Here we are. The first day of a new month. You’re probably wondering how my month of unapologetic self-care went. Well, it was great. I think I successfully committed to trying to take care of myself. I focused on my breathing and doing small things that brought me joy like getting extra guacamole at chipotle and getting a gel manicure for my sausages. I even managed…
When depression crept into the home of my heart, I was both asleep and awake. I felt the heavy weight of its steps cause the cracks in my heart to grow. I heard its defeaning silence as it stood in the dark corners of my mind, first, starving. Then, waiting. looking for the perfect moment to take my breath. To steal my joy. I sounded…
It is undeniable, that, more often than not, the pressures of the world become too much to bear. It is also undeniable, That, for all the times I have been broken beneath the load, I have come back with stronger shoulders. -devonnie.…
I wrote this piece for The Purple Lemonade, a collective of artists and creators based here in Seattle. I was asked to write something with a theme of rebirth and renewal. The poem would be part of a performance for at the Seattle Art Museum for their Legendary Children event this past weekend; a night where artists from all areas come together and celebrate each…
It is the first day of April and I am looking to drastically shift my focus to self-care and what it means to preserve my mind and body against….well…life, really. I am making it my mission to really committ to making this a great month for me mentally, physically and productivity wise. Thankfully, I’m starting to get my feet wet creatively here in Seattle and…
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want from this life as well as what I am supposed to be contributing. It seems like this is all I can think about these days. I’ve been dealing with this major block in my creativity that I first attributed to my dissolving discipline with when it comes to writing. The two are mutually exclusive for me as even…
It’s that time again. Whenever Wash Day rolls around, it consumes a lengthy part of my day if not all of my daylight hours. I try to start as early as possible, as caring for my hair means devoting time, patience and quite literally, whispering life into these dry and damaged strands to try to promote some sort of follicle photosyntesis. I digress. I started…
Here is my recipe for the easiest jerk chicken I have ever made. Y’all this is an under two hour meal that packs the flavor and heat. For all my pepper lovers, it does not hold back on spice. Ingredients 4 chicken thighs, skin on 6 cloves of garlic salt & pepper, to taste 1/2 cup Walkerswood jerk chicken marinade 2 tablespoons burnt sugar or browning…
