I hope you did something or are doing something even if it’s nothing at all that brings you joy today. But also I hope it’s something that doesn’t require you to “do” more but be.

Hey! Hey! 45 Days of Joy starts today. We are on Day 3 and it’s the first Humpday. To be clear, this is not 45 days of fixing yourself. Not 45 days of optimizing. 45 days of remembering that joy is allowed, on purpose, without earning it first. This week, we rest. Not the collapse-at-the-end-of-the-day kind of rest. The kind you choose before you’re depleted. This week’s invitations: • Rest without earning it first • Take time to notice whose voice tells you rest has to be earned • Take the nap, guilt-free • Practice a no that doesn’t need an explanation • Do less, on purpose, for one full day Drop into the Reclamation Room for the daily prompt and this week’s live touchpoint, where we’ll talk about what came up when you actually let yourself rest. Because Black joy isn’t frivolous. It’s healing. It’s resistance. It’s restoration.

Yesterday we started a celebration of joy. 45 Days of Joy is our invitation to stop surviving and start savoring.Together, we’ll spend 45 days reclaiming joy in ways big and small, from rest and laughter to boundaries, connection, creativity, and simply feeling like ourselves again. Because Black joy isn’t frivolous. It’s healing. It’s resistance. It’s restoration.

This has led me to our 45 Days of Black Joy. Join me starting later this week. I'll explain more later. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8sVCjXP/

When I worked for the state, it came to a point where I cleared my entire office out. The only thing left on my desk was a picture of my boys. I mean I had added curtains and wallpaper and froo-from decor everywhere. And then one day… I took everything down. Are you working in a space that feels invalidating? Like, you bring up ideas and questions and they get ignored and then a week later, someone else brings them up and it’s like “the best idea” ever? This is an all you common event for Black women. You are not alone. This is what invisibility looks like. It’s the reason, why one day I got sick and tired of being sick and tired. And I planned my exit. I pulled back from volunteering and feeling the need to do everything. And I made a decision. Am I the only one?