Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

On days I could not dream, it was women, who reminded me to dream higher, my potential, ours is higher. Nothing can diminish light, not even those who first birthed light. It’s out of their hands, they said, so dream. We did.

Always grateful for women who know the essence of light. Doors will be closed, others will open, still light will seep in as it should. For there is always light, always, so long as we stay brave enough to see it.