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THIS READ IS NOT NEARLY AS LONG AS IT LOOKS! BUT IF YOU MUST, FEEL FREE TO READ THE CLIFF NOTES VERSION HERE.

I was born an entrepreneur. I mean, initially, I had no idea what an entrepreneur was, but I just knew I wanted to work for myself early in life. The thought of clocking into a 9-5, building up someone else’s company, never appealed to me. I have absolutely nothing against those who take that route. I was just able to see firsthand what struggle look like when your 9-5 is only taking you from paycheck to paycheck. I decided as a kid, that if I was going to “struggle”, it was at least going to be on my own terms, doing exactly what felt good to my soul. Most of the struggle I witnessed in my life seemed to stem from a lack of funds, ambition, motivation, guidance, direction, resources, and ownership. I developed a close relationship with struggle, and if it didn't teach me anything else, it made me realize that I needed to become an entrepreneur. It was a way for me to have some control over my life. Plus, my mama used to always tell me I was hard headed, and I was! I did not like people demanding that I do anything I did not want to do, or anything I did not see the purpose in doing. I still don’t. Now, this mindset definitely has its pros and cons. Con: It was usually the cause of me getting into trouble growing up. Pro: It essentially helped me develop the entrepreneurial spirit I currently possess.

 Around 12, I officially decided that “writing” would be the key to my entrepreneurial freedom, and I was write (get it? no? okay. Forget this ever happened). Well, I was kind of right anyways.

So, I became a writer!

To this day, I specifically remember being told that I was going to have “a lot of hungry nights”, once I started telling people I wanted to write for a living. And to be honest, that did end up being true but not because I was a writer. It was because I had no initial plan or guidance. I  went to college and became a  journalism/professional writing major with the idea of producing my own magazine. Neither panned out. I dropped out of college due to lack of funds and interest, and the closest I came to my own magazine was the “magazine blog” I created called Lipstick Dreams.  The blog was cool, I interviewed celebrities like New York Times Bestselling Author Zane and SoSo Def recording artist Dondria, but it wasn’t as fulfilling as I had hoped. I am a great blogger but being a blogger wasn’t what I wanted to do. So, after becoming the official blogger for Taliah Waajid, founder and curator of the World Natural Hair, Health, & Beauty Show, and for POP ATL, an apparel print company in Atlanta, I finally hung up my blogger’s hat. I grew tired of blogging for other people. Eventually, I tried my hand at freelancing again and marketed myself as an independent contractor. I ended up briefly writing for Kontrol Magazine and AfroPunk.com. I also started working with influencers like Africa MirandaJacob York, and Nerissa Irving (Olugbala).

Oh yeah, in between blogging and freelancing, I left Atlanta for New York, then Phoenix, and now I am back in the A, my hometown. Also, I was “broke” and broken for most of this time. There were even a few times when I almost gave up on myself and started sending out resumes for different job positions I had no true interest in. In fact, I did this a few times along the way. I rarely got any call backs, go figure. Having a 9-5 just wasn’t in my cards, no matter how many times I tried to make it so. I hated the fact that I didn’t have direction, it made me feel like a complete failure. I mean it’s cute and all when you are 20, maybe 21, but as you get deeper into the mid-to-late 20’s, it really feels like you are being suffocated by time. All of my friends seemed to be graduating college, starting families, buying homes, and here I was still trying to find emotional and financial stability and not lose my mind in the process. Needless to say, I went through various spurts of depression.

Why am I telling you all of this? Well, after all the transitions I’ve gone through, I am finally in a space where I at least believe in myself and my abilities. After going through so many brand revamps and title changes (I’ve called myself a writer, blogger, social media specialist, brand innovator, content developer, etc.), I’ve finally stopped trying to fit into any box of understanding. I’ve grown weary of giving myself labels although I do realize they are very necessary within this society. So, two books later (31 Days of Glo’ Up Revelations from a Black Girl Bloomin’), a few living changes, a couple increases and decreases in funds, late nights of plotting on ideas that I eventually ended up moving on from, and many outrageous experiences with working with clients later, I have finally arrived at one point: NO ONE HAS IT ALL FIGURED OUT.

We are ALL making this up as we go. Yep, every single last one of us! However, it would be cool if we could at least limit the amount of suffering along the way, right? This is why I have decided to turn my digital home space (this site) into a space that offers guidance on personal and professional journeys for women like myself, who's just trying to "figure it out".

However, I have created my own philosophy around "figuring it out". I have realized, that it isn't about figuring "it" out at all. 

It's about Finding YOUR Flow. 

With this epiphany came a completely new brand direction. I now know that my purpose in this entrepreneurial world is to be what I needed when I was in the mindset of thinking I needed to have it all figured out to feel and be successful.

Again, we are ALL making it up as we go. All you have to do is FIND YOUR FLOW. 

And I am here to help you do that by being your "sounding board", providing inspiration, assurance, motivation, or just a good ol’ reality check when it comes to being an entrepreneur, or taking the road less travelled. 

Flow With Me?