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when truth enters a stagnant system, things start moving. that’s not chaos. that’s chemistry.
i’ve watched it happen enough times to recognize the pattern. a person is living inside something — a story, a relationship, a version of themselves that stopped fitting years ago. everything feels fine because nothing is moving. then something shifts. energy gets touched. the thing just under the surface gets named. and suddenly everything is in motion and the person who named it becomes the problem.
i’ve been called disruptive. i’ve been called too much. i’ve been called chaos. and what i’ve learned is that those words usually come from people who were comfortable inside stagnation. movement feels like threat when you’ve built your whole life around staying still. but movement is not the same thing as harm. revelation is not the same thing as attack. and the catalyst is not responsible for the fracture that was already there before she walked in.
this is part of why my life has looked the way it has. brooklyn. detroit. oklahoma. a church in florida. and now salvador, bahia, brazil — the yoruba capital of the western hemisphere, where i live one year in and still processing how on time it all was. i did not move around because i couldn’t settle. i moved because i followed what was alive. a catalyst doesn’t stay past her season. she goes where the energy is actually moving.
if my presence, my work, or even this post makes you uncomfortable — sit with that. discomfort is not always a warning sign. sometimes it’s the sound of something old losing its grip. read more on what i actually do. and if you want the longer line of evidence behind why this force has the weight it does, the bloodline is waiting.
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