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Wishing you the best day ever! Day Happy Mother’s Day to all!

For moms like me!

I felt like sharing my day. I read an amazing article on Substack.

Cried on the train ands walk to work.

Taught the youth of NYC Math through VR.

Gym for a dope hit!!

Poem On my way Home

Road rage to drop off.

Second job.

3D print for my son

Shower time with mini, so sweet 🥹

Kackle on the phone with bestie till now…

And now it’s bed time.

If you were looking for more… idk what to say. I’m happy I survived to this moment. I’m happy I can feel the sun and see my baby smile. I hope you had a moment to fill your soul.

You deserve it! Share your day with me I’d love to hear. The good and the bad. I’m happy you’re here Empress.

Your blessed beyond measure

Good Friday Empresses, Queens and Goddesses! Oh Happy Day! We made it. Idk about you but to make it to today is truly a blessing because this week almost took me out, but you know how the saying goes.

Almost doesn’t count!

For one, the idea of rest and recovery is really lost in this capitalistic joke of a society. I got home after celebrating Easter with family at 1030pm. For my millennial ass it might as well be 2 in the morning because I still had to lesson plan!!! So I spent the start of the week attempting to chase last week’s version of myself, who didn’t have kids at thee time 🙂‍↕️, but she was taking a nap.

I haven’t shared this yet with you all but I’m doing a 100 day countdown to my birthday with daily exercise habits as well as intentional journaling and Duolingo! Just to make it even more official and real I made an app to record my progress! (If you want the detail just let me know!)

Needless to say… I haven’t made it to the gym this week YET or completed my home exercise habits since Tuesday. I’ve been saying this for a year, and this week proves it, gym is my therapy. Exercise has really become a place to release and reset. Unfortunately I since I didn’t make it yah girl was on the struggle bus.

My goal is always 3 times a week, but between work, afterschool, second job, parenting while single, AND NOW multiple nightmares of martial law and attempted rape brought on by the onslaught of stupid actions by the orange idiot and his trolls… I could only employ basic survival skills. I mean, if we’re gonna be transparent in this sacred space here’s the honest truth. I cried three days this week at work between classes. It took my mom, babies, goddess elixirs/teas, bestie and crying out to spirit to get me to today cause baby!!! The white towel was in hand and my newly toned arms were fully cocked back to toss at any given moment.

Needless to say get your rest and don’t be afraid to demand it. I’m taking tomorrow off but yah know kids are still around, track meets + chores must be done. I will reclaim my time one way or another and I hope your be able to take even an hour this weekend to unplug and get some self care that feels rejuvenating and relaxing. Pray for all so we don’t have to suffer like Gary 🤣

Join in the empress chat and feel free to vent about your week and’s plan your downtime. I highly encourage you to take care of your inner child. Through play or the release of rage it’s all beautiful. I’m always here as an ear for you empress!!! The act of listening is an act of love.

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Hey Empresses,

Its been so long since I’ve penned you and I just want to say Hey! Im back and better than ever. I also want to say welcome to all to new Goddesses who have joind the community even as I have been in a bit of a hiatus. As we all know 2025 has been one for the books but with all thats happening why should I stop living my best life.

I’ve been sitting with so much gratitude lately, reflecting on where I’ve been and where I’m headed. And as this community grows, it feels right to reintroduce myself and share more of what makes this space so sacred to me—and to you.

I’m Empress Iman: a Black woman from Brooklyn who is also a single mom, a dreamer, a creative, a teacher, a survivor, and a damn Goddess. I say that because, after everything I’ve been through, I’ve realized something important—there’s no blueprint for the life I’m building. And there doesn’t need to be.

I am a healing perfectionist and for a long time, I lost myself in the roles life handed me—mother, wife, teacher, nurturer. Each title came with expectations, some I embraced, and others I let suffocate me. I gave so much of myself that I didn’t even realize I was disappearing. Then life forced me to stop.

Divorce. Motherhood. A pandemic. Anxiety. Depression. All at once, it felt like the ground beneath me had disappeared. In those hardest moments, I realized the truth that brought me here: I am not just a mother—I am everything. And here’s the thing about falling apart—it gives you the chance to rebuild. And rebuild. And rebuild. As many times as I choose to!

Young me thought that when we become adults your identity is established and set in stone. Iman, that is so far from the truth! The math teacher in me knows that there are so many ways to solve an equation and just because you face a challenge or didn’t carry the tens, you can double back look at the bigger picture and course correct as many times as you like.

I’m the laughter and love my kids need. I’m the tears and strength I need to heal. I’m the creative energy that fuels my ideas. I’m the bold moves and quiet reflections that have carried me through. And I am here to remind you that you are all of these things too, and more!

This space, Not Just a Motha, was born from the idea that rediscovery is a life long journey. It’s for all of us Queens—those of us who love our kids, our families, and our dreams but know deep down that we are so much more.

I show up here to share the realness—no filters, no perfection, just me. Whether it’s a moment of joy from the gym, an Empress mantra to keep our crowns straight, or reflections on the hard-earned lessons of life, I’m here to hold space for growth, healing, and thriving.

This journey isn’t just about me, though—it’s about us. Every time I hear from you in the Empress Chat, see you using the mantras, or get a message saying, “You helped me see myself again,” I know this community is magic.

We are not just women. We are not just mothers. We are a complete Empress. And we deserve to live lives that reflect our worth.

So, as we move through seasons of surrender and reflection, I want to leave you with one question:

What are you ready to let go of so you can create space for the magic within you?

Let’s grow together, Empresses. Thank you for being here, for being you, and for reminding me every day that this work matters.

With love, strength, and a little sparkle,

Empress Iman

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P.S. Empresses unite! Drop me a line in the Empress Chat and tell me what part of yourself you’re rediscovering this season. 💜

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