As I celebrate my birthMONTH this year, I invite you to join me in a journey of renewal and restoration.
As I celebrate my birthMONTH this year, I invite you to join me in a journey of renewal and restoration.
We are whole—Strong. Unshaken.Shaped by history’s hands, fired in the kiln of time.But when the weight of patriarchy pressed too hard—Cracks appeared. What does the world do with women it tries to break?It tries to— Dismiss them.Silence them.Bury them. They say once something fractures,it can never be the same again.That the scars will always tell …
Continue reading We Are Golden ©Dawn Minott | closing Women’s History Month 2025
Affirmation of self-acceptance and confidence, celebrating the beauty of individuality beyond societal standards.
When Mother Nature decides to create no “either/or” but both!
God started it. He stopped working. Sabbath is for rest and worship.
Even in fading, words leave proof of their existence.
Welcome Spring!!
Allow life to surprise you!
Heaven is poised, the King is ready, the world stands at the brink of eternity.
A reflection on resilience, growth, and transformation.
Cosmic motion in the night sky.
The zero-sum game in love is always lose-lose, never win-win. 100% or nothing. Love measured in fractions isn’t love at all because — Love demands presence, not pretense; commitment, not calculation. When one must lose for the other to win, both hearts bear the cost. True love, like true success, multiplies rather than divides, expands …
Continue reading Zero Sum Game in Love or Life ©️Dawn Minott | for Women’s History Month
Beforeword: This piece was commissioned by a bride who was renewing her wedding vows and wanted a piece to cover her walk down the aisle. It was to start with visualizing her love relationship with God, then the love relationship between her and her husband and culminate in imagining what it would be like to …
Black sisters, our beautiful is black!
When your work is praised and recognized as “remarkable” and “exceptional”!!!
The week is long. The weekend is short. Midweek is a good point to recharge to get over the hump. Happy hump day!
The quiet strength of love.
Love does not come with pain. It does not demand silence, sacrifice, or suffering.
Some experiences shake us to the core, revealing the unseen battles waged over our lives—this was one of them.
Not bound by rules the world once drew, imperfectly perfect is perfectly you!
Explore the beauty of surrendering to God's presence in every moment.
A declaration of self-worth, unapologetically claiming space and authenticity in a world rushing to erase diversity.
Celebrating shades of blackness, strength and spirit, ever strong!
Love is in the air, or is it?!
Black hair is black resistance. Black hair has a uniquely meaningful history as a symbol of survival, resistance and celebration and as such is an important part of Black history.
Living to embrace each moment fully.
A declaration of self-worth, unapologetically claiming space and authenticity in a world rushing to erase diversity.
Soul of home found in family dinners, lullabies and even the arguments that soften with time.
Life lessons drawn from Charlie Chaplin.
Like Martin Luther King: “I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear”. His words are oh so relevant in these times: “I’m concerned about a better World. I’m concerned about justice; I’m concerned about brotherhood and sisterhood; I’m concerned about truth. And when one is concerned about that, …
Step into the new year ready to build with love, hope, and strength.
365 opportunities to make a difference in the spaces where purpose meets the pulsating of fresh start.
…and just like that, Christmas is over. Or, is it?! What if we kept the spirit of Christmas with us all year!!
Christmas is a reminder that the extraordinary interfaced with the ordinary!
Live fully, boldly, authentically, letting no dream, purpose, or voice remain unfulfilled.
One-another—a blueprint for unity, love, and hope in our lives and our world.
Dripping in finesse!
Purpose—a transformative call to action.
Net worth of friends, not tallied in sums!
Tribute poem: for Nikki Giovanni
A world free of fear, is possible!
Where did the year go?!
Let bells of freedom echo round, “Free at last!”
When heart overrules head, love eclipses logic.
Those who are strong for others need space to grieve.
Mother’s quiet strength.
Autumn—the season of cozy moments!
To live in regret is to live within the length of a leash that connects to the past!
The trees are about to show us how to let dead things go!!!
There’s nothing new under the sun. What was will be again.
A moment of connection through words.
To live life with no regrets.
No place or distance God’s love won’t go.
Trusting, nevertheless!
Quietude in the park!!
Hope is memory, it’s possibility, it’s dreaming in color.
Live in the now!
Life is a river, flow with its waters.
Live in the moment on purpose for purpose.
Transforming. Emerging. In the in-between.
The vision will come, it will not tarry.
Life gets hard sometimes. In those moments stay encouraged.
Sometimes being strong is just surrendering…
Four years and counting.
Mental health, the compass guiding our way. In its embrace, we find strength to face each day.
What/who is your muse, your inspiration? What do you do when you lose your muse?
Release inhibitions, let me soar!
A Pastor’s send-forth poem.
The boldness of black is—beautiful!!
Between now and not yet — wait!
Childhood exuberance meets gentle curiosity of a feathered friend.
Love can’t live hidden, behind closed doors.
The simplicity of love.
The moment is not too big!
Freedom or safety? Not a zero-sum game.
Live in harmony.
Cycles are to humans what seasons are to nature.
Happy birthMONTH to me!
My love looks better on you.
We bend so we don’t break!
His heart overflowed with human sorrow, Jesus wept.
Tears and rain—both born of nature to nurture.
A poetry-music collab with the words of Kirk Franklin.
… honoring what cocoon us and celebrating the crucibles that challenge us to transform.
A lot to say, little time to write it all.
“Now” is always the right time to let someone know you love them.
Living like you’re on borrowed time!!
Living with no regrets.
You can’t standout and fit in at the same time.
We go to war to make peace. When will we ever learn all that remains in the end is, loss?!
Love is paradise.
On the horizon is where love’s journey is spread.
The greatest of all is love.
Love will grow anywhere it finds a place to thrive.
Profound body-to-heart alignment upon return to the land of my fore parents, Africa.
Pointless to argue with someone unwilling to see reason.
Self love—embracing experiences that shape you.
Self love—nurturing your mind, body and soul.
To the woman I was, I am, I’m becoming—I am committed to you, I honor you.
Self love—loving yourself in your imperfect perfection.
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