02/09/2026
I remember when I used to write for myself.
It wasn't about who was going to read what I wrote, or what they were going to think.
Oh, it was bliss. š
What came as a surprise was discovering that when I did share my work, people found value in it. They enjoyed reading it. They enjoyed listening to me speak. They even enjoyed watching me perform.
You see, I never did it for performance.
For me, it was simply about being true. Being authentic. Saying what was in my heart and allowing it to exist outside of me.
And I'm so grateful for the space that Ubomi is creating for me to return to a love I had forgotten and, perhaps, even forsaken somewhere along the way.
The first letter of Ubomi Reflections was released yesterday.
Oh, my little heart is at home. š„ŗš¤
If you'd like to join me on this journey of discovering, learning and becoming, then consider this your invitation to be my fellow traveller.
I'd love to have you along.
Read the first Ubomi Reflection here:https://bit.ly/45ZqxVM