Hello Love, 

This is the most wonderful post I've written. Well, I'm hoping it is. Today, September 30th, 2020 is the last day of my 20s. Tomorrow, October 1st, is my 30th birthday. I'm just so giddy and excited. I've always adored my birthday and celebrated it. It's with this ideation that I take a moment with this post to reflect and revel in the woman I've become. So today on the eve of a new decade, I'd like to share some musings on my 30 years journey. Cheers to three decades so far!  

Hey Love, 

Are you still semi-quarantine? I know that I have been making greater efforts to stay indoors despite that not being "required" anymore. Truthfully, I've been enjoying staying-in and being cozy. I should note that I'm more of an outdoors person so this development is pretty new for me. Naturally it was challenging for me at the beginning, but as for many of us, I've learned many new things about myself this year. I've also spent that time watching some enjoyable and enlightening shows. I'm not a big TV/movie person. Typically I watch whatever family/friends are watching. Since staying-in more, I've seen some amazing shows and I'm sharing 10 of my favs today.  

Today's post is something I've been wanting to write for some time. A book review; sort of. It was through a conversation with a friend that I was reminded that I have a platform and a voice. Sometimes we truly forget what's right in front of us. I can't think of a better book to talk about than one I recently read via audiobook. This book has truly shifted how I view the racial and social issues that plague America, our country. Today's post is not so much a book review, but more so my thoughts while reading the book. Caste, written by journalist Isabel Wilkerson,  was released earlier this year; the book describes the implicit American caste system and how it's evolved since its inception in 1619.  

One of the things I wrote in my manifesto for the month of August was to "curate trust in God". I wrote those words not fully understanding what that meant. Truthfully, I still don't fully grasp that phrase, but I've come to recognize that curating is an ongoing process. When I wrote those words down, it came more from my sub-conscious, my spirit, than my conscious awareness of what they meant. I read and prayed over those words every day in August and I've gleaned a novice interpretation of what it means to curate trust in God. In this post I share 4 ways I'm consciously curating trust in God.