The Shift: Mid-Year. My Birth Month. My Power. My Assignment.

I had to shake the olive branch. And not gently either—this shake came with the full force of a woman who finally realized that she’s not just called… she’s chosen . Between the last time I sat here to pour out my truth and now, something shifted in me—no, everything shifted in me. My power has stepped to the front of the stage. My fear? It’s been escorted off the premises, and I’m confident I’ll never see it in that same form again. And for that , I’m proud. For that, I am firmly rooted in my assignment . I am no longer bending to the will of people who didn’t create me. I am no longer subscribing to the projections of what others think I should be doing with my life, my talents, or my time. I’m not here to check off man-made boxes or meet fabricated deadlines of so-called success. I'm here on assignment—from the Most High. And I’m no longer afraid to edify that. I’ll shout it from the rooftops if I have to. This is June 2025 . Half the year is behind us—and for me, the othe...