This year, the official first day of fall was September 22nd. This time of year always feels like a gentle reminder to slow down and turn inward. The intentionality of fall is reflected in how the trees release their leaves. In the Northern Hemisphere, the autumn equinox invites shorter days and colder weather. As a means of survival, our tree friends shed their leaves to conserve energy, protect themselves from the harshness of winter, and prepare for the next growing season

Centuries after slavery, the feud between the “house” and “field” still lingers in our DNA. Colorism and “reverse” colorism are not natural—they’re the offspring of a system built to divide. From the Willie Lynch blueprint to modern media, Black women of every shade have been pitted against one another. But healing begins when we see each other not as rivals, but as reflections under the same moon.

You deserve to be refilled, not drained by the love you so freely share. Let your care circle back to you and remind you that you, too, are worthy of tenderness.

Sheena was the glue. Everyone said it, and most days she wore that title like a crown. But as December settled over Brooklyn with its flashing lights, long grocery lines, and endless WhatsApp messages from family, the crown began to feel more like a chain.

In nature, the Velvet Spider feeds her children with her own body—a haunting mirror of mothers who give until they vanish. Many women live this quietly, mistaking depletion for devotion. But love was never meant to consume you. Healing begins when you stop feeding others from your wounds and start nurturing from your wholeness. You are not food—you are the source.

We grew up watching Black women move without pause. Mothers, aunties, and church ladies who carried the world on their backs, always in motion, rarely at rest. Their hustle shaped us, but it also taught us something they were never given space to learn: rest is not laziness. Rest is survival. Rest is power.

Men claim polygyny is “in their DNA,” but is it God’s order or patriarchal greed? From lion prides to Yoruba legends, from Jacob’s rivalry-filled house to David’s lust for Bathsheba, history shows polygyny can bless or break a family. Before you choose this path, ask: is it divine calling, mutual uplift, and provision — or just desire dressed as heritage?

Black women face relentless scrutiny — from slavery’s legacy to today’s media. Choosing rest, joy, and wellness isn’t indulgence; it’s rebellion. Every boundary set and every moment of peace is a refusal to let society define our worth.

When you were a kid, did your mom ever forbid you from wearing red nail polish? Maybe she said something like, “That color is a bit too grown.”  Perhaps she warned that red lipstick was for “fast” girls, or that a red dress would send the “wrong message.” These warnings didn’t emerge out of thin air. Generations of women were taught that red was dangerous — a color that could draw the wrong kind of attention, one that marked you as unruly, provocative, or “loose.” But why doe

Warner Bros. Pictures On a long flight to Lihue, Hawaii, I re-watched The Color Purple: The Musical . I had seen the original film as a child, but this time, the themes felt heavier, sharper. Scenes of parental abuse, incest, and servitude under unbearable strain were devastating. Yet one theme wouldn’t leave me: pretty privilege. It’s the unspoken currency of desirability, a force that shapes who gets love, who gets dismissed, and who gets discarded. In The Color Purple , w

What about the innocent girl who seemed to exist in her own world, untouched by the chaos around her? She wasn’t caught up in the drama that consumed others; instead, she found peace in creativity—whether it was knitting, painting, or immersing herself in the simple joys of nature and quiet reflection. Her innocence wasn’t ignorance, but rather a purity of spirit that allowed her to stay grounded, to observe the world with wonder, and to create without pressure. She was the o

She doesn’t just walk into rooms — she commands them. The Queen Archetype , sometimes called the Empress, is the divine embodiment of regal womanhood: sovereign, strategic, and spiritually seated. She is not defined by who she rules over , but what she rules within  — her mind, her mission, and her moral compass. More than just a boss or beauty icon, the Queen is a cultural cornerstone. When in alignment, she governs from a place of wisdom, honor, and sacred authority. But wh

She is more than a caregiver. More than the woman with stretch marks or a kitchen full of warm meals. The Mother Archetype  is a foundational expression of sacred femininity — one who builds, births, and blesses everything she touches. But her power is deeper than domestic — it is generational . It is spiritual. It is divine. In a world that often exploits, overlooks, or overburdens mothers, it’s time to restore her image — not just as someone who raises children, but someone

In a world filtered by Instagram and contoured by algorithms, the lines between what is real and what is manufactured are blurring fast. Today, beauty is no longer just curated—it's constructed . What began as subtle enhancements has mutated into full-blown identity modification, pulling both women and men further away from their Creator image. L to R: Drake showing off new abs. Nicki Minaj performing. Glorilla with new nose features. This isn’t just about vanity. It’s about

Introduction Black women’s bodies have never simply existed in America—they’ve always been dissected, debated, labeled, and controlled. From the moment Saartjie Baartman was paraded through 19th-century Europe as a spectacle of anatomy rather than a human being, the world began its long obsession with turning Black femininity into public discourse. What should have been sacred and sovereign became public property. Our curves, our hair, our skin, our style—nothing was exempt

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Top: Illustration by Eve Lloyd Knight In the depths of night, beneath moonlit skies and among shadows, the female scorpion walks with purpose. She is quiet, fierce, and prepared. Her sleek, armored body glides over rocks, navigating the wilderness with a blend of elegance and strength. Her movements are deliberate, as though every step is part of a choreographed dance with nature itself. She is a symbol of power, survival, and resilience. In this dance of life, her spirit res

If you haven’t noticed, since the emancipation of chattel slavery, Black Women have been on the rise destined for success and rulership.  The portrayal of powerful Black women have seen a significant rise in recent years, marked by influential figures like Vice President Kamala Harris, fictional characters such as Shuri from Marvel's Black Panther, and historical representations like those in The Woman King. When we think about the complicated history of Womanhood, and more s