I had dinner with my good friend, Emily, last night and she was the absolute perfect person to reflect with on the eve of celebrating my fifth year in New York. I was telling her that I used to date from the vantage point of simply dating men based on whether they were OK with…
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Year 37: Getting My Own WHYs
Will Leah @ 40 or Leah @ 45 be upset that I didn’t make marriage and motherhood more of a priority now? I don’t know. But I can’t build my life today on future regrets that I might not even have.
Flying Into Beautiful
With each day, it’s a beautiful experience to truly KNOW in my bones that MY BODY is a divine instrument that is WORTHY to be nourished, moved, and loved.
New York, Year Two: Building + Growing + Gathering My Tribe
I can say now that 2014 was my year to discover New York, and 2015 was my year to find and grow with my tribe.
The Diary of One Big, Bad, Bold, Bad-Ass Leap of Faith: Redux
I had this blog post up for awhile about my transition into New York, but then this little self-doubt gremlin told me to take it down over the summer. (NOTE: If your favorite SoulFlakes posts are now missing, you can blame it on her NOT me!) I was thinking, “People are probably tired of hearing…
No Co-Signer Required
At the end of the day, we really don’t need a co-signer. We just need to be the first partaker in our dreams, goals, and action plans.
Adventures in Entrepreneurship, April 2015: Optimism: The Savior and The Saboteur
Daring to use optimism as a shield against fear, heartbreak, anxiety, and disappointments can be downright insane. Propelling optimism into crucial confrontations is like bringing glitter and sprinkles to a gun fight. Why are people like me still allowed to run rampant in the world?
Bring Your Own Yardstick
I’m learning that using anyone else’s yardstick to measure my life is a surefire way to short circuit my joy and minimize my victories.
There’s Always an Opportunity for a Possibility
Opportunities will come and go, but we always have to keep the possibility of who we are and what we are committed to alive…
How To Adult Well
Leaving your mama’s house, earning a degree, or knowing how to make a dollar do not automatically equip you with the skills to adult. To adult well takes YEARS of practice.
Year 36: I CHOOSE ME
I was already equipped with a deluxe, two-floor, Super Target with an unlimited RED card and here I was lusting after someone else’s dusty leftovers in a broke-down bodega.
Who’s Sharpening Your Iron?
Having people treat me like a wounded, helpless five-year-old is the perfect condition for my iron to get rusty in the shed. My life only gets better when I am challenged to sharpen my iron with people who call me to aim higher, stand taller, and BE BETTER.
The Ink Well 