It’s late and soon I’ll have a pot of greens slow cooking on the stove and sweet potato bites in the oven. The house is filling with wonderful aromas of sweet and spice. Watching television as I strip the greens, she comes to me, memories flooding my senses. Stripping greens was one of the first […]
Author: Stefanie Booker Atchison
100 Days, 100 Ways
There is a lot of buzz these days about self-care. It’s been a personal pursuit for decades and my professional work for the last few years. I’m always upfront that Self-Care is Self-Love and it’s very necessary. But I meet a lot of folks that are unsure or limit what self-care could look like. Yes, […]
I got questions
In a recent conversation, I made a comment where one wasn’t needed. A simple mistake. One that wouldn’t normally trigger the apocalypse …except, if you heard me cursing myself out, you’d have been looking over your shoulder for Thanos. (If you ain’t a Marvel Universe geek, ya betta ask somebody) Man, if you talked to […]
The Right Place To Be
I remember when I first wanted to know how I could find my best life. Back then, I knew two things for certain and one thing for sure and that was that I didn’t know shit. I can remember when I use to avoid saying I don’t know like the plague. It was as if […]
Out of the Sand and Into the Mirror
I’ve had this in me for a while, but I wanted to write about us, not about him. About how when most claim “we believe the women”, how we say we care about them and yet when they come forward and share the depth of their pain from being victims of sexual assault, some of […]
Character in the Dark
A couple of days ago, I was groovin’ to a lovely little jazz trio in a local suburban spot. The music was letting me drift. Instead of paying attention to my friends, I was considering which of the bits and pieces I had written and had tucked away would gel into this week’s post when […]
Growing Up Booker
If you know me, you know that my dad transitioned to be with his Lord and his first love just under six months ago. I miss him every day. My brother and I were talking about today being the first birthday without Daddy and he reminded me of this speech I wrote this a couple […]
Stand and Consider
The clock read 7:32 am. Damn. When I have a few high volume days of work strung together with only a few hours of sleep, my circadian rhythms are always slow to adjust. Just when I think I’ll sleep in, I pop up early. Of course, tonight, my body will give out, making me sleep […]
Potholes
I’m in a good place today, have been for a couple of days now. Reflective, slightly sad but good. Since coming home after Dad’s death, I’ve started, stopped and thrown away I don’t know how many posts. All because, I don’t know, they didn’t sound like the me I am feeling today. They read counterfeit, […]
I’ll Never Let Go
I know how to walk and chew gum at the same time. Hell, I can walk, chew gum, cook a 3 course meal while, consulting on a business plan, create coursework for clients and hug up on my grandbabies all at the same time. And yet, when I lost the love of my life, I […]