The Voice Within

There's something deeply powerful about reflection, about pausing long enough to look back and truly see how far you've come. As I step into a new chapter, I find myself revisiting the past 10 years of my life and reflecting on just how much I have grown and evolved. What started as a simple birthday tradition turned into something much more meaningful, a journey of growth, resilience, discovery, and becoming. This is my story. 2015 – Joy in the Journey At 28, life was vibrant and full of connection. I was working at Accent Marketing, surrounded by incredible people who quickly became like family. I had been there for about two years, and by then, everyone knew just how much I loved my birthday. One of my dear friends, Alicia, decided to surprise me with tickets to The Colour Festival, because she knew how much I loved Soca music and simply having a good time. And trust me, I did. I danced non-stop, completely lost in the music and the moment. Contrary to what some might think,...

There was a time when not knowing felt like the problem, when ignorance seemed like the barrier between where we were and where we needed to be. We believed that if people simply knew more, saw more, understood more, things would change. Awareness would lead to action. Information would lead to transformation. But now we know too much. And the weight of it is crushing. When Information Becomes Overwhelming Each morning begins the same way: a flood of information. Wars unfolding in real time. Climate disasters spanning continents. Political unrest. Economic instability. Human rights violations. Injustice layered upon crisis, delivered to our screens before we’ve even taken our first sip of coffee. We scroll through suffering, consuming tragedy in real time. We bear witness to horrors happening thousands of miles away, and feel the weight of knowing without the power to meaningfully respond. The information age promised enlightenment. What it delivered, for many of us, is exhaustion. The...

  There is a particular kind of waiting that slowly eats away at you. Waiting for an apology that never comes. Waiting for an explanation that finally makes sense. Waiting for someone to acknowledge the harm they caused, to take responsibility, to say the words that might finally allow you to move on. You tell yourself that once they say it, once they admit it, once they give you what you're owed, then you'll be able to let go. Then you'll have peace. Then you'll be free. But what if they never do? What if the closure you're waiting for never arrives? The Myth of External Closure We are conditioned to believe that closure comes from other people. That healing requires their participation. That we cannot truly move forward until they acknowledge what happened, explain themselves, or make things right. But closure that depends on someone else's willingness is closure you may never receive. Some people will never apologise, not because they don't know they hurt...