Everybody give a huge HEEEY to Victoria! 

Victoria is quite possibly the most liberating woman I've ever met. She's unapologetically herself through & through. If you ever get the chance to speak with her, you will see that she's an indubitable ray of sunshine and breath of fresh air. 

Do y'all see her eyes? That's what drew me to her. They told a story before we even spoke. We met at the same blogging event that Crysy and I met in 2016. Just ended up next to one another and got to mingling. Another match made from the universe! Her spirit is just as addicting as her smile, and the way she roots for everybody black on top of femininity!!!! Child!!! Never met another like her.

Little does she know, I've learned ALOOOT from her from our initial conversation, to our play date meetup at McDonald's, to watching her recent live videos. She's an incredible advocate for so many issues in this crazy world and she stands up for what she belives in- I admire that. Another thing I'm paying attention to is the way she teaches her children about life itself, but one thing that stands out is the fact that she's a sex positive parent. A topic that is extremely sensitve in today's world for whatever reason, yet she makes sure her children know who they are inside and out. I just love it!!

When I asked Ms. Victoria what makes her most proud to be a woman, this is what she had to say:

"Growing up, I never heard a lot of positive things about about women without first comparing them to men. I got the impression that women were nothing compared to men.

I was conditioned to believe that we didn't matter as much. Stories that I'd often read about told how women were married off in order to payoff or avoid debt; how fathers always wanted sons and only sons could carry the family name. 

Surely the masculine must be more important.

       I remember learning that in China they were only allowed to have one child with most families preferring a male. And you hear stories about female genital mutilation. About traditions of having multiple wives... polygamy. One would think that something like polyandry didn't even exist.

Each image of society portraying the feminine as the lowly victim, the weakest link, the burden, or the helpless and hopeless.

When I was a little girl in church, I remember a woman who stood before our congregation to say she had been called upon by God to minister in our church. There was so much commotion; I remember it like it was yesterday.

My grandmother would talk about the church meetings they had to discuss whether a woman belonged in the pulpit because of her menstrual cycle. Saying that the menstrual cycle rendered a woman unclean and blah blah blah blah blah. I dare not repeat the rest of that statement; it just doesn't resonate with me.

There were few images of us being loved and cared for and treated gently and deliberately, the way we should be. Fewer of our strength in its own essence. Few of us being considered as individuals. Many times we are lumped in with the children as though our worth is not quite enough on its own. Even today this is true.

At the same time I was also receiving a lot of low energy and negative images of being black as well. That too is still true.

So when you combine the two you might believe that it is difficult to think greatness of yourself to be both a woman and be black. But oh, you would be so wrong!

Despite these negative energy images that I am being bombarded with daily throughout my life, at 32 years old I can stand and say through every struggle, through every hardship, through every injustice, through every sexual trauma, through every emotional abuse, I could never be more glad to be a woman.

This is why I am proud to be a woman.  Through everything we are subjected to as women, I still love being this Being. How!? how!? Pure divinity! I am God.

Being a woman, I have learned what it truly means to have strength, what it truly means to be beautiful, and resilient in great contrast to what I had been conditioned to believe.

As women, we are more powerful than is physically measurable.

I think our greatest Journey in life is self discovery. But if you cannot see who you are then you cannot discover Who that is. The experience of being a black woman is constantly revealing to me who I AM. On this journey, I'm climbing the spiritual ladder of experiences and growth. l am evolving on the most significant evolutionary spectrum. This journey of being the black woman has the beauty to transform us into spiritual Masters.

This is what makes me most proud to be a woman."

See what I mean? Ev-er-y-thang!!! Today, I honor you!💜

That kind of love...

I wrote this in 2008... it resurfaced because my 'mother' commented on it via Facebook this morning and said "you betta write". LOL. I reread it. I tweaked it a bit. And here we are, on the blog. Enjoy. 


Maybe he's out there,maybe he's not. I know I've been longing for him...

He's kind.He's gentle. Never judgmental. Extremely understanding.Versatile...never thinks I'm tryna be anything else because of what I listen to, look at, or believe in. He likes to make love & lay, not fuck & bounce.He's got a great head on his shoulders,a hustler-knows what he wants and knows how to get it the right way.Never a product of his environment-no matter what environment.

Honest. Real. True. No matter what. Never lie to me. Willing to fight for his when someone is in the wrong. 

I love for my guy to have his own mind...meaning he never lets his friends influence his decisions-good or bad. He's a man of the Almighty-not the phony kind either lol. He knows the meaning of real unconditional love,pure, satisfying on both ends, and eternal. He's a family man, loves and respects his mom (if she's in his life)-women in general- treats his woman like his queen-not just the figure of speech but literally. Cooks for me when I'm tired, rub me when I ache, kiss me when I'm sad, holds me just because he loves my embrace, my scent, the beating of my heart against his own. Never disrespectful but knows how to lay down the law.

Intriguing to the mind, one that understands how the foundation of a conversation is supposed to flow. Understands how important & beneficial an actual phone call is versus a textual encounter. It could be simply about the weather or about problems in Africa, voice to voice, face to face is so much better. I love a guy that can teach me things (not how much a sac is or how to hit this lick lol), things that matter because I am a quick study. When things aren't going so well we get through them together never falling for the outsiders looking in b.s. talk...

Someone who loves me for me and not my assets...tells me I'm beautiful and means it and not just "Ma, you sexy as fuck". There are times and places for that. Even when we just saw each other 5 minutes ago he is willing & able to say I miss you- but at the same token knows the meaning of space. Never tries to control me, i.e. set times for me to be home especially if i have my own, getting jealous because me and my girls are going out,and the biggest thing...saying I never have time for you-especially now. I'm a mother. I work. I blog. I have multiple visions. When there's a will there's most definitely a way.

Speaking of that last paragraph- don't be jealous of me or what I do. Support. No need to further elaborate.

These are just some of the things I see...again maybe you're out there.Maybe not. But I know I'm falling in love where ever you may be. I hope you come to me sooner or later so we can build our life together...