While working out at an LA Fitness gym, I saw the news scroll across the bottom of a TV screen. I read about the planned immigration raid to hit major cities around the US. My initial response was rage and disgust. It took some time, but I channeled that anger into inspiration. From frustration about #45’s latest attempt at targeting people undocumented to thinking about solutions, I found myself in an interesting space. It is clear to me that there is a xenophobic agenda led

If your name includes Robert and Kelly, you are not permitted to be left alone with my daughter. Yesterday, I signed into my Facebook account and at the top of my feed was a good friend of mine from Chicago. The tone of the status update pulsed with anger. She watched the Lifetime documentary, “Surviving R. Kelly,” that shares the stories of underage girls and women abused by the singer. In my friend’s post, she discussed an invitation she refused to a party at R. Kelly’s hom

Last Sunday, I celebrated another year of life. I spent time alone and with my family. It was a good day. On my birthdays, I make it a priority to do everything that I hope to continue moving forward with this gift of life. I woke up early. I spent time with my prayer, meditation, and yoga practices. I exercised and practiced Capoeira music. Without a doubt, I played with my children, and I did some writing. At one point during my morning walk on the beach, I decided to pause

Do you remember August 25, 2005? How about August 25, 2017? These two dates are significant because they respectively represent Hurricanes K