Passionate women don’t fit into ordinary lives. We don’t crave average love, surface friendships, or predictable stories. We crave depth. Fire. Devotion. Expansion.
We are not here to “settle down”, we are here to rise up. To build epic love stories, soul-deep friendships, chosen family, wild adventures, and a lifestyle that feels like magic. And if it feels intense, it’s because it is. Your passionate heart isn’t dramatic. It’s directional.
It knows you’re meant to be more and to create more.
Thanks @deedesalu for the reminder ❤️
It has been one of the great privileges of my life to be raised by, loved by, and walked alongside the most supernatural mothers on this planet.
To my mom and my sisters: I love you. I see you. I’m in awe of you. I see you showing up when it’s hard. I see you raising future leaders. I see you laughing through the heartbreak because your littles need you steady. You hold life, work, creativity, ambition all in the same breath and somehow make it look like grace. You are the blueprint. Being a mom is a fucking superpower.
And being an aunt? My greatest title. My most favorite humans came from the vaginas of my most favorite humans, and I will never get over it. Loving them loud, spoiling them rotten, and handing them back at the end of the night is divine design. To the aunties and auntie cohorts basking in the glory of raising and healing right alongside them: your love and your strength are a superpower too.
Happy Mother’s Day🤍
The last decade taught me how to take up space. This year I am stepping into the fullness of it.
I have never felt more alive. Never felt more held. Never felt more ready for what is already on the way.
I am thankful for every single thing that has brought me to this exact moment. The closed doors and the open ones. The slow seasons. The answered prayers. The unanswered ones that turned out to be the prayer. This life has loved me well, and somehow it is only the beginning.
Above all, thank you God. For keeping me through every storm and every sunshine. For the favor I did not earn. For the grace that found me anyway.
The dreams that used to live under my bed are now the ones keeping me awake at night. Too big. Too loud. Too holy. I am chasing every single one with fervor, delusion, and the deeply unserious belief that I am made of God and good taste.
To my family. To the friends who became family. To every crew and cast that became both, through tireless nights, occasional fights, and oh so much love in between. You are the soil I grew in. You are the witnesses, the believers, the standing ovation when nobody was watching. Every dream I am brave enough to chase has your fingerprints on it.
To everyone who sent a voice note, a video, a love note, a text. I felt every single one in my soul. You are the magic. There are no words in this language deep enough for what it feels like to know you, love you, and do life with you.
Cheers to 25 lol. My mother knows the truth and bless her, she lets me have this. 🤍🤍🤍🤍
#feltcutemightdeletelater #taurus #birthday #gratitude #elsalvador
As the sun sets on the most luminous, nourishing chapter of my life, I run boldly, courageously, freely into the new one; excited for the God dreams, the new love, the soul filling adventures, the laughter, the magic and the quiet moments that will take my breath away.
Gratitude doesn’t begin to summarize the feeling in my heart, trying to surf (heavy on the trying. The ocean was so powerful today), reading, meditating, taking in the quiet to reset and take action. Oh what a day.
God, I’m just grateful 🤍
Currently in my:
Finest
Healthiest
Most creative
Most ambitious
Most undeniable
Most delusional chapter.
I’ve always known her. Now I’m giving her the room to take up all the space she was meant to.
My spirit is rich, my vision is clear, and my world is aligning.
And believe me, I’m just getting started.
#delusional #strong #creative #joy #healthyliving
Stillness is not absence. It is the soil of becoming.
As the city ignites, the blossoms answer, and magic permeates modernity.
The beauty in God’s artistry is a reminder; all things bloom in their perfect time.
#newyork #centralpark #inbloom #spring #efflorescence
Dancing with the sun is my new favorite hobby.
Mostly because the world felt a little… unwell today.
At moments, borderline critical.
War threats.
A freeze warning bullying spring.
And me? Building and Zooming and Zooming and building.
At some point, the only thing left to do is take all that energy and meet the sunset on the dance floor.
If you’re building something in this season, take the time to pause and release. It’s vital to the process.
And if you were on the Westside Hwy at sunset, send me the videos lol
#newyork #inbloom #buildyourempire #dance #sunset
March was a reminder
April feels like bloom; like color returning to parts of me I thought had gone still
like softness that is not weakness but knowing
this season I am not forcing anything
I am allowing what is meant for me to find me in full sunlight
This perfectly illustrates my life cycle on IG. I reach enlightenment, delete the app, reconnect with the universe, remember I am a limitless being made of stardust… then redownload it four weeks later 🤍 so what?
