Letters, stories, extemporaneous cries after losing Steele: my intimate partner, best friend and business partner.
Dear Steele: Today I am giving thanks for the great gift of sharing in your transition. I have found new peace and great joy in freeing myself from my material attachments and embarking on my Sankofa journey. In the world we shared I was desperate for your success. My identity was completely wraped in our dreams of success. I had …
When I discovered one of the best ways to communicate with my soul was through dance, I decided my first order of business would be to reconnect with the Valley Boys Junkanoo* group and officially become a Valley Dancer. Mission accomplished: my first performance was last week in the Youth March rush out. Dancing was the easy part. The hard …
Six months ago to the day my life stopped when irrevocable life changes carried me to the precipice of death. Most of my friends and family are probably wondering when I will ever rise from the ashes. Between my silence and unexplained behaviour it probably seems like never. I hope my latest project will give some of you hope. I …
When I am dead I would like people to know that when I was approximately 9,008 days old I realized something about my life: I was ready to die. I was no longer afraid of death or dissatisfied with my life, or unhappy about my achievements. In fact, I longed for death, not in a desperate suicidal way, but in …
I’m writing a book. Not sure if I’m publishing it, but I am definitely writing it, just because there is a story to be told, but more importantly because I need to release my pain to the universe. Now that everything is unraveled I am piecing it back together with unveiled perspective. The new picture is so seamless it’s scary. …