On the heels of my bday I can't not share the undying devotion I have for the ultimate brownswell babe - MY MOMMA!

A legit OG healer. I've had many teachers but she has helped me hone my gifts through the blood that runs in my veins. Not a healer by "trade or work" but forever touching the hearts of everyone she passes. My momma has never walked into a room commanding attention and yet a room gives her attention because she gives herself so wholeheartedly to a room - her love and generosity so ever present- without the need for words.

Momma from you I've been given the most beautiful gift I could ever receive. The ability to stand in my strength while loving with a disarmed open heart - for friend or foe - without discrimination. It allows me to feel the worlds beauty and pain with grace and offer sawa and service that's so needed in our communities.

Momma a poem for how you stay with me even across the distance,

"Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere."

-adapted from an original poem by 11th century poet Hakim Sanai.

I love you to the moon and back!

Ps: I was such a shit growing up - thank you for sticking with me.