Tanisha Taylor Jones is a visionary who sees education and service as a foundation for authenticity. With years working in communities and education, she has become a maven for bringing together families of different backgrounds to form a village of shared responsibility, unity, and a mission to keep the youth safe and prosperous. Growing up Continue Reading
Insecure swept the world with it’s witty humor and real life scenarios that have never been seen in such a way on screen. The Soul Experience, is a two day event, curated by me for good food, conversation, and a bit of reflecting on the things in our lives that keep us Insecure.
Raising Imhotep: The Story Of Imhotep Academy Kindred spirits that met in the midst of their passion for education, Mrs. Rosenburg and Mrs. Jackson personify dedication. Their hearts are brimming with stories of digging for academic books for their students and hours spent building a school with blood, sweat and tears. These women have unapologetically Continue Reading
“Can a white girl wear that?” She asked me after complimenting the style of my Ankara head wrap. She was one of my favorite white girls. I just liked her. Something about her was annoyingly sweet, hilarious, and so lovable. I wanted to be her friend. Like a ‘someone you go see a movie with’ friend. Continue Reading
“Many are called but few are chosen.” The thought came to mind as I looked out of the window and saw a busy street, buildings with signs lit up in blue, red and white. I glanced at the trucks driving by and the cars coming through the drive through. I leaned forward a little and Continue Reading
A long time ago, back in 09, I sat in my black ’03 Volvo on a Friday night and cried. It was given to me by my mother after she upgraded. This particular night, my car was more than just my transportation, it was my altar. I had just finished having sex with Continue Reading
When I was a child, I spoke like a child. I played like a child. I even thought like a child. I thought about childish things; like rainbows and muddy puddles. I danced all day to the Barney sounds until middle school because I just couldn’t let them go. I even played with dolls and Continue Reading