I open the door to sensitivity- its softness, its sharp edges, and its sacred power.

I read words that reframe sensitivity not as weakness but as brilliance: a nervous system tuned to life in full color. I share my own reflections, poems, and truths- about compassion, rage, race, and what it means to hold space for pain while still rising.

This is for every soul who has ever been told they’re too much. Sensitivity speaks here. Sensitivity burns here. Sensitivity heals here.

Because sometimes, the most tender thing about us is the most powerful.