No Small Miracles
No small miracles.
Every answered prayer, big or tiny,
built this life I’m standing in now.
And now,
I will not overlook them.
I will not belittle them.
I will not call them small again.
Whispers from My Heart
“Whispers From My Heart” is a sacred space where I pour the unspoken — my healing, my growing, my letting go, my loving. Each poem and love letter is a soft echo of the woman I am becoming: brave, blooming, and beautifully unfinished. These are the whispers born from my deepest battles, my quietest prayers, and my brightest hopes. If you find yourself here, know that you are not alone. Welcome to the parts of me that once hurt, now healing — and the parts of you they just might soothe too.
The Door That Finally Opened
This past week, I’ve been sitting with so much reflection. For the longest time, I carried the weight of asking the wrong people for support. I stayed knocking on closed doors, waiting on promises that were never going to be…
I am selfish now
I. Anger + Awakening It started with the migraine.A sharp, pulsing ache behind my eyes that refused to leave. Day after day, it followed me, a reminder of how heavy everything had become. I rarely get migraines, but this one…
I Got Angry and Then I Got Free
This piece was born out of anger. Out of migraines that refused to leave. Out of the exhaustion of carrying too much, too often, for too many. I rarely get migraines, but the past week they’ve been constant, a physical…
Gratitude in the Shape of Goodbye
You know how corporate jobs can be, one minute they’re paying your bills and giving you structure, the next minute you’re questioning your whole life. That’s been me these past six months. It hasn’t been perfect (far from it), but…
No More Waiting
For too long, I lived in the lie of someday. Someday I’ll have enough money. Someday my shop will open. Someday I’ll be loved right. Someday life will soften for me. But “someday” became a thief, stealing my present, draining…
When Garo Became Real
There are moments in life when you stand at the edge of your old self and the beginning of your becoming. For me, that moment wasn’t loud or dramatic, it was quiet. It was sitting alone, dreaming of a gift…
I Bless It All
There are days when gratitude feels impossible, when the bills stack higher than the joy, when the body aches, when the future feels far away. But I’ve learned that blessing what I already have shifts everything. It’s how I tell…
Done with Maybe
There comes a point where you get tired of holding onto half-promises, of clinging to the word maybe like it might one day grow into a yes. I’ve lived in that limbo, replaying excuses, waiting for things to change, hoping…
Last Cry
There comes a point when tears stop being just about sadness. They become stories, truths, unspoken prayers. I’ve cried for love, for motherhood, for family, for the unfairness of life, for the weight of expectations on my shoulders. And I’ve…
When I Started Listening to Me
For the longest time, I kept handing my power away, waiting for people to tell me I was good enough, smart enough, worthy enough. I kept quiet when my heart was screaming, doubted myself when I already knew the answer.…
I Let Go and Flew
I didn’t expect a team-building trip to feel like a turning point in my life. Honestly, I almost didn’t want to go. My chest had been heavy with quiet anxiety, the kind that creeps in unannounced, tiny panic attacks stealing…
26 Questions That Changed My Life This Year
This year wasn’t just a journey of doing; it was a journey of asking. Of pausing long enough to get honest. Of sitting with uncomfortable truths. Of having the difficult conversations. At 26, I’m honoring not just who I’ve become,…
A Soft Birthday Prayer for My Becoming
Dear God,Dear Universe,Dear Ancestors,Dear Inner Me,Dear Everything that has held me this far,Thank you. Before I ask, I want to acknowledge.Before I stretch forward, I want to kneel back in gratitude.Before I name my desires, I honor my becoming. I…
25 Lessons at 25 | What 25 Taught Me
I used to think that by 25, I’d have it all figured out. But what I’ve found is that 25 isn’t about knowing everything. It’s about unlearning what never served you, and relearning how to trust yourself. It’s about giving…
Chapter 7: The Woman Who Taught Herself Wealth
"I wasn’t born into wealth. I was born to change how my bloodline experienced it." She didn’t fall into wealth. She studied it. Wooed it. Rewrote her story around it.
Chapter 6: Sustainable Dreams
When she launched Sustainable Design Spaces, Nairobi was dry. Not just in rainfall, but in imagination. Estates looked like parking lots. Offices felt like concrete deserts, soulless, sterile, suffocating.
I Almost Forgot
I used to think I hadn’t been loved right. That no one ever really showed up for me. But when I sat down to remember, really remember, I realized I’ve been held more times than I gave credit for. Loved…