The Roots of Solful Truths

I moved to Harlem with my father in 2002, where the neighborhood mothers, neighbors, and teachers raised me alongside him. These women taught me how to share, see kinship in community, begin again, and bloom. I was sensitive, often quiet with strangers, but full of words with those I loved. School felt like home. Elders, like family.

My first conversation asking the sky why came when I lost my abuela. Although I had a relationship with God then, that moment cracked open my spiritual path in ways I wouldn’t understand until much later. At seventeen, when my father passed from lung cancer, grief visited me again and became my companion. One I am still learning to live beside. Adulthood came abruptly, and with it came depression, disconnection, and a deep spiritual void because I couldn’t understand the God I thought I knew.

College magnified everything. I experienced trauma, faced physical and emotional diagnoses, and searched for roots in a world that felt unfamiliar. Western medicine helped, but it was my ancestors who helped me remember. A dream visitation from my grandmother and a conversation with my father opened a new way forward. I sought help from a community healer, and in reconnecting with my womb, I began to heal physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

Traveling abroad deepened this shift. I began to see grief not only as loss, but as an opening into new ways of being. Strangers became mirrors, consciousness a shared spirit, and I came to understand that how we show up for and in love is deeply political. I began learning holistic medicines like Reiki, Afro-Indigenous plant medicine, and committed to spiritual frameworks rooted in reverence, rhythm, and remembrance.

My story carries the reality of navigating life without the full support we all deserve, and the strength it takes to rebuild it. Healing, parenting, and transforming ourselves are not paths existing alone. They are shared responsibilities woven across generations, across roles.

Solful Truths was born from this journey. It’s not a place, it’s a living practice. A spiritual extension of my call to hold space, to walk with others through transition and reconnection. Through Reiki, mentorship, and full-spectrum doula care, I support individuals and families in remembering who they are, where they come from, and how we might reimagine—together.