In 2025, I walked into Envision Me thinking I was there to receive a word. I had my notebook ready, my professional "therapist" face on, and a list of goals I thought I needed God to sign off on. I thought I was there to sharpen my tools. I didn’t know I was there to be dismantled. Melia Arnett-Archie dropped a seed that shook the very foundation of my self-perception. She said: “The goal is to return to your pre-birth identity.” As a therapist, my clinical brain immediately

As a therapist, I am often in the room where the smoke of life meets the heat of relationship . I sit with couples in moments where nothing catastrophic has happened, but something has shifted. A sentence landed wrong. A tone echoed too deeply. A need was named, and suddenly the room felt unsafe. This week, especially, I’ve been mediating conversations shaped by unintended harm, strays that landed not because someone was careless, but because the atmosphere was already thic

Happy New Year, Reflective Rivers family! If you’ve spent any time here reading my blogs, you already know this space was never about quick fixes, perfection, or performative healing. Reflective Rivers was created as a place to slow down, tell the truth, and make meaning, especially in a world that constantly asks us to rush past ourselves. As we step into a new year, I want to pause and say thank you. Thank you for reading. Thank you for reflecting. Thank you for choosing d