Recently, someone went above and beyond simply because they believed in my work, and that meant so much to me.

The moment I stopped handling everything alone, my life shifted in a powerful way.

to conduct an orchestra you must turn ur back on the audience

In my own little world, adored in countless ways.

here

Everything’s been moving so fast, I didn’t even stop to realize this is what my mother once prayed for.

If this year proved anything, it’s that I’ll go to war for my peace. There’s no limit to how far I’ll go to protect it.

Love bombing doesn’t work on me because I’m not attention deprived. I also have a gajillion hobbies that contribute to my self esteem

My ability to discern has spared me from so much. I pray God keeps that gift strong.

Wish I was better at keeping in touch. It shouldn’t just be a series of catch-ups.

That feeling of safety in my mom’s bed is something I’ll never outgrow. It feels like a shield from all evil.

Watching the sun rise and watching it set. What a divine experience. Watching a day begin and making it through to watch it end. What an honor.

My heart is full. Life really does improve with time. All praise to God, in every lifetime.

le concept d’être croyant ( croire en Dieu ) et d’être raciste ( détester une personne pour sa couleur de peau choisie par ce même Dieu ) ????¿¿¿¿ la dissonance cognitive de dingue

The Weight & The Wings by Oyé Diran, 2026.

To be seen beyond the facade you’ve carefully built for the world.

i don’t play about jamaica & haiti.. never have, never will.