62.5K+ Readers, 59 Countries—This Journey Wouldn’t Be the Same Without You!

Wow! I’m beyond grateful and honored—over 62.5K views across 59 countries! The top readers this year? Hong Kong leads the way, followed by the United States (#2), Brazil (#3), Singapore (#4), and Austria (#5). Plus, new readers from Argentina, Switzerland, and Bangladesh have joined our growing community!

I’ve been writing for over 20 years, self-published my first two books in 2010, and started blogging in 2009. Through all the twists and turns, this journey continues to evolve in ways I never imagined. And despite a writing gap from 2020 to 2025, I’ve still managed to share 184 posts—all thanks to your encouragement, support, and engagement.

Your time, your comments, your shares—they mean everything. 

I’d love to hear from you! 

• What resonates most? 
• What topics do you want more of? 

Let’s grow together as a community. Drop your thoughts in the comments!

Eternally Grateful,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Wisdom That Transcends Time

I sit on my couch, eyes fixed on the screen, watching a documentary about Queen Cleopatra. I have always been fascinated by history—the power struggles, the intrigue, the way empires rise and fall. But this time, something different resonates with me. The way siblings are pitted against one another for power, for wealth—it strikes a nerve. It alarms and saddens me.

No matter what, my siblings are my blood, my family, my forever. I would lay down my life for them, but never raise a hand to harm them. Betrayal and the hunger for dominance have no place in the bond woven into our very blood—I honor and protect this connection.

Mommy’s wisdom still guides us: “Stick together, no matter what.” Her voice, firm yet warm, echoes in my mind. “Relationships will come and go, but y’all are siblings forever.”

These are the lessons ingrained in us—not just by our mother, but by every elder who took pride in shaping us. We were taught to think strategically, to carry ourselves with dignity and self-respect, to be the best at whatever we chose to do. We debate, we argue, but we forgive. And above all, we lead. We don’t follow the masses blindly; we move with intention. That, I realize now, is true leadership.

Even in the midst of struggles, we rise. Hope is never lost when faith is still present. And with faith comes tests.

I replay my recent encounter with Frank, an older Japanese acupuncturist—a man of few words but infinite wisdom. He has been practicing for over twenty years, yet he humbly admits that even that isn’t enough to call himself a Master. His humility disarms me, but his words cut even deeper.

He is stern, matter-of-fact, and unapologetically direct. When I ask him a question, he shakes his head and tells me I have asked the wrong one. Then, with the patience of someone who has seen many come before me, he teaches me how to ask better questions—especially of myself.

“You still struggle with anxiety,” he observes, his voice even. “That means you’re trying to live in the past and the future instead of the present.”

The truth of his words settles over me like a weight. How often do I do just that? Worrying about what has been, stressing over what is to come, instead of simply being here—now. It is humbling to be schooled in such a way, but I welcome it. Because wisdom isn’t just about knowing—it’s about growing. And today, I am growing.

Today, I am grateful that I allowed myself to BE present—with Frank, with my mother, with my father, and with the other elders that guide me. I am grateful that I am BEcoming an elder, but much like Frank, I recognize there is still much to learn and Master. And the grand lesson? Mastery begins with self.

Reflection Questions: 

• In what ways am I holding onto the past or reaching too far into the future?

• How can I be more present in my daily life? 

• What lessons from my elders still guide me today? 

• How do I define leadership in my own life?

Thoughtfully, 

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

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Book Review: One Last Gift by Emily Stone

Every year for my birthday, I treat myself to a new book and a fresh journal—something about turning a page in both a book and life feels symbolic. This past Thanksgiving, I picked up One Last Gift by Emily Stone while spending quality time with my daughters, my son-in-love, and his wonderful family (who are now my family too). My youngest and I share a love for reading, even though our taste in genres differs slightly. Every now and then, we stumble upon a book that captivates us both, and this one was definitely a winner.

It had been a minute since I read something that wasn’t self-help, business, education, or spiritual growth. And if I’m being totally honest, since finishing law school in 2018, I think I’ve read fewer books than ever in my life. But hey, I’ve definitely listened to a whole lot of them—so that counts for something, right? 

One Last Gift was the perfect change of pace—a heartfelt story about family connections, love, romance, loss, healing, forgiveness, and stepping outside of your comfort zone to embrace life fully. It was a page-turner, and the only reason I didn’t finish it sooner was that I reserved my reading time for moments when my mind was clear—usually on my commutes, when I could truly absorb the story.

Emily Stone and her team painted such a vivid picture that I felt immersed in the characters’ journey. I will say, about a third of the way through, something major happened, and I found myself wondering, What could possibly come next? But then—twice more—I had that same reaction before reaching the end. It was unpredictable in the best way. If you love stories filled with romance, deep family bonds, and a touch of drama, this one is for you!

        What Are You Reading?

        Now, let’s talk books! I’d love to hear from you:

            • What’s the best book you’ve read recently?

            • What’s on your reading list for this year?

            • What’s your go-to genre?

As I’ve shared before, I’ve been on this healing journey for a long time. And, well, I’ve also spent over 20 years in school after high school—first, an associate’s degree that took seven years (yes, seven!), then another seven for my bachelor’s, and another ten for my master’s. That’s basically a lifetime of school, so you can see why I needed a break from reading and took a little hiatus.

But here’s the thing—I still love books just as much as I love writing them. It’s just that stepping into my 50s feels... different. I’m in this quirky, weird space where I enjoy sitting in complete silence just as much as I love going for a run, signing up for a 5K, soaking in the tub for two hours, or binge-watching Netflix.

And when it comes to books? My taste is as unpredictable as my playlist. I love The Dream Giver by Bruce Wilkinson, and A Long Way From Home by Connie Briscoe is still one of my all-time favorites. I highly recommend Jesus and the Disinherited by Dr. Howard Thurman, but I also love books about chess, business development, and even a good sultry read like Two Weeks Until the Rest of My Life by Harold T. Fisher.

Oh, and let’s not forget Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen: The Emotional Lives of Black Women by Inger Burnett-Zeigler, PhD—such a powerful read. And because my curiosity knows no limits, I even started reading books about physics. Because, hey—why not?

Speaking of genres, I have a semi-shameless plug—I’m currently working on my next book, and I’d love your thoughts! It’s a collection of short stories inspired by my personal journey, but it’s not just about reading—it’s about reflection. Each story invites you to journal alongside me, processing your own growth, self-compassion, healing, and community-building. If this sounds like something you’d read, let me know! I’d love to create a space where we can explore our journeys together, one page at a time.

Happy Reading!

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Do It Scared!

Have you ever felt your stomach in knots at the thought of your first airplane ride? Or maybe the idea of having your first child as a result of an unplanned pregnancy, giving a big speech, or leaving home for college? Fear has a way of creeping in when we stand at the edge of something new and unknown.

Today, I was talking to my oldest sibling about all the things I’ve done while being scared—and all the things I let slip through my fingers because I was afraid.

In the fall of 2000, I took my first airplane ride out of the country—not just to another state, but to Jamaica. The moment that plane started moving, I panicked. I stood up, summoned the flight attendant, and declared, “I changed my mind. I don’t want to fly. If God wanted me to fly, He would have given me wings.” She thought I was joking—until she saw the look on my face.

Thankfully, my friend (who I’m convinced has the gift of talking people off ledges) stepped in. She asked the stewardess to bring two glasses of red wine, one for me and one for my younger sister, who was also on her first flight. Now, it wasn’t even drink service time, but I think the stewardess saw the panic in my eyes and decided she wasn’t about to let me derail that plane. After some praying, a little wine, and a lot of deep breathing, I made it through that flight. And now? Planes still give me a little anxiety, but I’ve flown across the country and internationally more than 20 times. I still do it scared.

• I ziplined in Mazatlán despite being terrified of heights.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
• I went back to law school after being uninvited the first time.
  
  
• I started businesses even when I wasn’t sure how they’d turn out.
  
  
• I was a 16-year-old pregnant high school student—and I still pursued higher education.
  
  
• I was a non-traditional mother of three, toting around kids 7 and under while attending junior college.

But here’s the other side of that story—there were things I was scared of that I didn’t do.

When I graduated with my bachelor's degree, I had the chance at a high-paying job. Someone saw my potential even when I didn’t. I went back and forth, doubting whether I was qualified, questioning if I was “good enough.” By the time I mustered the courage to apply, the deadline had passed. I had let fear rob me of an opportunity.

Fear Is a Silent Killer!

If we’re not careful, fear will whisper lies:

• You’re not ready.
• You don’t know enough.
• You might fail.
• People will see you fall.

But here’s what I’ve learned:

If you can quiet the inner chatter long enough to take even one step, that one step can shatter the invisible wall of fear.

• It takes courage to step on stage when your legs are trembling.
• It takes guts to write, publish, and sell your books.
• It takes grit to be a first-generation college graduate, navigating uncharted waters.
• It takes resilience to start a business after previous ventures didn’t work out.
• And yes—people might see you fail. But they’ll also see you get back up.

Last night, I attended Shen Yun at the Phoenix Symphony Hall. It was breathtaking—classical ballet, vocal performances, and a solo instrumentalist. It took me back to my years at Morgan State University, where I was classically trained in vocal performance under the late, great Dr. Nathan Carter and Dr. Eric Conway.

I had no formal training in reading sheet music before Morgan—I just loved music. Most of my peers had been training since childhood, while I struggled to learn this new language. But I didn’t let that stop me. With the encouragement of Mrs. Audrey McCallum, Dr. Samuel Springer, Mrs. Valerie Thompson, and Dr. James Lee, I stuck with it. Oh, I cannot forget my other peeps like Ra'etta, Tom-Tom, Sharlene, Robin, and Jedda. We were quite a team and really supported one another through tough times. Studying music is NOT for the faint at heart!

So here’s my message to you:

• Learn something new. 
• Travel somewhere new. 
• Say yes to opportunities that make you nervous.
• Step into spaces that feel too big for you.

Fear will show up. It always does. But do it anyway. Some opportunities come once in a lifetime, while others are yours to keep trying at—over and over again—until you master them.

With love and confidence, 

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Coaching and Peer Support

If you’re ready to take the next step in your journey of self-discovery and healing, I invite you to explore coaching and peer support. I would be honored to walk with you on this journey. As a certified Peer and Recovery Support Specialist, mindfulness and self-healing coach, experienced author, and speaker, I bring a wealth of personal and professional experience, as well as educational aptitude, to guide you. My approach is rooted in empathy, understanding, and a commitment to helping you embrace your full potential. 

Please visit my Coaching and Peer Support website for more information and to connect with me.

Disclaimer

I am not a doctor or licensed therapist. My work is rooted in faith, self-healing, and mindfulness, and I offer support as a peer and coach. I am unapologetically a woman of faith, a disciple of Christ, and committed to the divine mandate to uplift and inspire others.

Notice/Disclaimer

This essay contains the original thoughts of Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris and is protected by copyright law. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this work in any form without the express written consent of the author is strictly prohibited.

Thank you for respecting the creative integrity of this piece!

I Am the Creator: Walking in My Power, Purpose, and Possibility

This evening, while out on my walk, I had the privilege of witnessing the sky in all its glory. It was breathtaking—a vast canvas painted with clouds stretching like the branches of a great tree, interwoven with planes flashing their lights in the fading daylight. As I took it all in, I couldn’t help but reflect on the beauty of creation—not just in nature, but in the world we build around us every single day.

As I passed house after house, I saw people unapologetically curating their own environments. One home still had a Christmas tree shining brightly in the window, even as we approach March. Another celebrated Easter with colorful decorations, while others displayed signs from the Fourth of July, Labor Day, and Memorial Day. It struck me—life itself is an ongoing act of creation. We are all architects of our own experiences, shaping our spaces, beliefs, and realities in ways that are deeply personal. 

And while I firmly believe in a Creator—a divine force greater than myself—I am also certain of this: I, too, am a Creator, made in that image. I hold the power to shape my world, to cultivate an environment rooted in love, peace, joy, hope, and optimism. I can intentionally create a space that overflows with abundance, where love welcomes, peace grounds, and joy radiates outward to touch others. I can build health, wealth, and prosperity, not just for myself but for the generations that follow. 

I am my ancestors' wildest dreams.

As February comes to a close, and with it another Black History Month, I am reminded that I am not bound by a single month of recognition. I am a lifetime of celebration. And while the world tries to instill fear, discord, and doubt, I choose faith. I choose resilience. I choose to stand ten toes down in love, brilliance, and truth. 

Much like my Sister-Friend and Pastor Erin Dooley, I refuse to live in fear. I choose to create. Because creation is our birthright. It’s in the way we dream, the way we build, the way we love, the way we rise—again and again. 

And in this moment, as I walk with my dog, feeling the warmth of the evening air and the soft breeze against my skin, I can’t help but smile. My heart is full. I feel happy. I feel blessed. I feel grateful for the journey—every step that has brought me here, every step I am taking now, and every step that lies ahead.

The sky, in all its brilliance, is a witness that anything is possible. 

Throughout history, the world has tried to impose its narratives—political wars, cultural wars, religious wars, racial conflicts, and debates over identity. But at the end of the day, we all have the power to shape our own truth. The world we create within ourselves determines the world we see around us.

So today, I am choosing a new truth. A truth beyond history books and annual commemorations. A truth that declares: I am more than a survivor. I am thriving. Every obstacle that was meant to break me has only set me up for something greater.

If there’s one thing I hope you take from this, it’s this: You are a creator, too. You have the power to create the life, the love, the joy, the success, the peace you desire. 

So what will you create next?

 "If you’re always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be." — Maya Angelou

In Power and Purpose,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Photo Taken by Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris 
September 2, 2022

The Day Awaits: The Power of Compassion in Our Darkest Moments

Time is the one thing we all have in common—24 hours in a day. Yet, how we use it varies greatly. Some maximize it, while others struggle under the weight of life’s challenges. Mental health and wellness, topics that have only recently gained mainstream attention, are deeply intertwined with how we address our unique relationships to time, trauma, and healing.

For most of my life, I’ve dedicated myself to serving others while also working to heal my own mind, body, and spirit. But here’s something, not many people know: I am a survivor of multiple traumas—Adverse Childhood Experiences (ACEs), domestic violence, AND a traumatic brain injury (TBI) that happened on January 26, 2019. Imagine having your head smashed against a concrete floor or feeling like you just took a direct hit from Rocky Balboa. Now, imagine enduring 18 months of relentless suffering after a car accident that left you with a TBI. It was agonizing. And yet, I know that trauma is relative. What feels like a knockout punch to one person may be an entirely different kind of pain to another.

There was a time when grief and depression had such a grip on me that I could not get out of bed. I wasn’t eating, wasn’t sending my kids off to school, wasn’t showering, wasn’t meeting with friends or family. I barely existed. My counselor had a key to my home because I was incapable of meeting her at the door. Only a handful of people knew how bad it really was. My mentor was one of them. She wrapped me in love, reminded me of my strength, and—when necessary—used her powerful “Big Momma” voice to pull me back to reality. She reminded me that even though I was deep in chaos, it would pass.

A major factor in my depression was unresolved trauma, but another was something doctors failed to acknowledge—menopause. I was 32, spiraling mentally and emotionally, yet when I asked for my hormone levels to be checked, doctors dismissed me. They laughed it off, saying I was too young. What no one told me was that my tubal ligation at age 23 could have pushed me into early menopause. No one prepared me for the intense mood swings, the relentless brain fog, the energy highs and lows, or the nights I felt like I was losing my mind. Only older women who had been through it seemed to understand. And still, somehow, I managed to pick up the pieces—earning my bachelor’s and master’s degrees, volunteering, working, and surviving.

Now, I find myself on the other side, supporting loved ones through their own dark seasons. And it is HARD. Some days, I lead with love and patience. Other days, I’m overwhelmed, tempted to use the same dismissive words that were once said to me: Come on, just get up. The longer you stay down, the worse you’ll feel. But then I remember—those words didn’t help me. They weren’t compassionate, kind, or useful.

The day awaits. And with it, the opportunity to extend to others the same gentleness and grace that once saved us. Love is the only thing that truly builds people up. It’s not easy, and some days it feels impossible, but I remind myself of the people who stood by me, who saw me, who held space for me. I honor them by doing the same.

Caregiving is not for the faint of heart. It’s not for the weak. It’s for everyone—because at some point, we will all need someone to hold us up.

Reflection Questions:

1. Think of a time when someone showed you compassion in a dark moment. How did it impact you?

2. How can you offer that same kindness to someone in your life today?

3. What words of encouragement do you wish you had heard when you were struggling? How can you speak those words to yourself now?


With loving kindness and support,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Coaching and Peer Support

If you’re ready to take the next step in your journey of self-discovery and healing, I invite you to explore coaching and peer support. I would be honored to walk with you on this journey. As a certified Peer and Recovery Support Specialist, mindfulness and self-healing coach, experienced author, and speaker, I bring a wealth of personal and professional experience, as well as educational aptitude, to guide you. My approach is rooted in empathy, understanding, and a commitment to helping you embrace your full potential. 

Please visit my Coaching and Peer Support website for more information and to connect with me.

Disclaimer

I am not a doctor or licensed therapist. My work is rooted in faith, self-healing, and mindfulness, and I offer support as a peer and coach. I am unapologetically a woman of faith, a disciple of Christ, and committed to the divine mandate to uplift and inspire others.

Notice/Disclaimer

This essay contains the original thoughts of Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris and is protected by copyright law. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this work in any form without the express written consent of the author is strictly prohibited.

Thank you for respecting the creative integrity of this piece!

Reflections on Growth and The Power of Self-Care

Striving for Balance and Excellence

As I continue reading through my old journals, I keep stumbling upon some intriguing thoughts I had at the time. One writing, in particular, stands out. I had taken a personality quiz, and the results said that I am most like Angelina Jolie, possessing similar traits—smart, strong, and beautiful—while balancing family life and work. I’m described as selfless, always taking care of others, yet somehow still managing to focus on my own career. The interesting part? It mentioned that people who come into contact with me are often amazed at how relaxed I am despite juggling all of this.

What’s funny is that this reflection was from a time when self-care wasn’t the buzzword it is today. Back then, taking care of yourself wasn’t something people actively discussed or prioritized. And yet, I was somehow embodying that very idea, without even realizing it at the time.

Another thought from the same year (2014) comes from Sophia Amoruso’s book Girl Boss. One quote, in particular, really resonated with me:

"Even with no manager watching to give me a gold star, it was important to do my best. Who cares if a tree falls in a forest and no one hears it? The tree still falls. If you believe that what you're doing will have positive results, it will even if it's not immediately obvious. When you hold yourself to the same standard in your work that you do as a friend, girlfriend, student, or otherwise, it pays off."

This quote speaks volumes about how much I’ve grown since then. I’ve always believed that the quality of what we put out into the world is important—even if no one is watching or recognizing it in the moment. The process and effort still matter. And now, looking back, I realize how much I’ve grown in holding myself to that same standard in all areas of my life.

I don’t have a catchy ending for this post—just another reflection. But what I do know is that as I continue to grow, I want to keep holding myself accountable to the standards I set, and I want to continue fostering the balance between self-care and being there for others.

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Reflective Questions for You:

1. What steps are you taking today to nurture your personal growth?
   Personal growth is a continuous journey, and every small step you take matters. Reflecting on the actions you’re taking today can help you stay grounded and focused on your progress. What are you doing now to build the future you envision?

2. How do you balance caring for others with taking care of yourself?
   It's easy to give so much of ourselves to others that we forget to prioritize our own well-being. Finding a balance between caring for those around us and nurturing our own needs is key to sustainable success and happiness. Are you setting aside time for yourself?

3. In what areas of your life are you striving for greater excellence?
   Excellence doesn’t mean perfection—it’s about continuously striving to be better in whatever matters most to you. Whether it’s your career, relationships, or personal habits, excellence is a mindset that helps us push through challenges and grow. What areas of your life are you focusing on improving?

With love and light,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Why Do We Hide Our Gifts?

A Journey of Self-Expression and Creative Release

Most people know that I am a vocalist, and some might even know that I am classically trained. I spent 2.5 years at the prestigious Morgan State University, studying under the renowned Dr. Nathan Carter and Dr. Eric Conway. But did you know that I created an entire album in the studio and worked with musicians from all around the world?

One of my most cherished memories is from my junior college days when I sang alongside my good friend Theo, who was from Cyprus and played the saxophone. He was a beautiful and brilliant man who brought so much life to everything he did. I loved that Theo, despite being thousands of miles away from home, would spend the holidays with me and my family. He’d bring his saxophone, and we would just play and create new music together—no scripts, no covers, just the pure magic of spontaneous creation. The energy was incredible.

Throughout my musical journey, I’ve worked with record labels and even ghostwrote songs for some major entertainers. I’m sharing this not to boast, but to reflect on the incredible gift of creativity I’ve been blessed with and the love I feel for sharing it. This brings me to a question: Why have I never shared my music with the world? Why didn’t I release my original songs?

If I’m honest, the answer lies in perfectionism and self-doubt—two things that often hold us back from sharing our gifts. I’d say that less than five thousand people have ever heard my original songs. I even recorded a song with my children, which you can find on YouTube and on one of my earlier blogs. Music has always been a means of expressing my emotions—whether joy, pain, or excitement—but it’s also been a tool for release and inspiration. I love to dance, and maybe that’s why I love to sing too. I’m more of a ballet girl than a performer for entertainment; the melody moves me differently.

So, it makes me wonder: what about you? What gifts do you have tucked away? What’s something no one else knows about you—something you’ve kept hidden for fear of not being “perfect” or “good enough”?

The truth is, your gifts are not meant to be kept a secret. They are meant to be shared with the world. That doesn’t mean you have to become the next Mary J. Blige or Beyoncé. Just be yourself, and share your brilliance widely.

How will you show up for yourself and release your gifts? The world is waiting to feel your creativity, your brilliance, and your unique energy. Don’t hold back—let the world experience the full extent of what you have to offer. You are meant to shine! 

Creatively Yours,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Reflections from the Past: A Journey of Growth and Service

Written on 7/15/2014:

Things I'm feeling today:

1. Full of excitement.
2. Disappointed in mankind.
3. Hurt by men I trusted.
4. Ready to reach, touch, and capture buckets full of stars.
5. Pleased to be the mother of Stashauna, Chae, and Stachal.
6. Sad that my baby brother is no longer in the city of Baltimore, but not sad because he made a change. Disheartened as to why he was forced to make such a drastic change at this moment in his life.
7. Desirous to see my family grow and prosper.
8. Happy that writing and reading still feed me as well as soothe me.
9. Sort of on edge about how things will play out regarding my relationship with my bestie.
10. I bathed, and that was soothing.

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Written on 7/16/2014:

Today my daughter called me, expressing frustration with the "same old same old." She said she felt she should pursue her dream of dancing and put school on the back burner. I told her I support her 1000%. I’m currently reading Girlboss by Sophia Amoruso, and this excerpt is what I wanted to share with her:

"I tried the obvious route of hourly jobs and community college, and it just never worked for me. I’d been told for so long that the path to success was paved with a series of boxes you check off, starting with getting a degree and a job, and as I kept trying and failing at these, it sometimes seemed that I was destined for a life in the loser lane. But I always suspected that I was destined for something bigger, and I was capable of more...I didn’t find it. I created it! Abandon anything about your life and habits that might be holding you back, learn to create your own opportunities. Know that there is no finish line. Fortune favors action. Race, ball out towards the extraordinary life that you’ve always dreamed of, or still haven’t had time to dream up. And prepare to have a hell of a lot of fun along the way."

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Reflection:

As I revisit these writings, I realize that I was speaking to my past self, my current self, and leaving a trail of wisdom for my future self. It's almost as if I knew that these words would provide me solace, guiding me to continue growing and being who I want to be. In one of my entries, I asked myself: Who are you? What do you do? Who do you do it for? When do we do it? How do we do it? Where are we doing it? And why are we doing it?

These questions were the foundation of my journey, the beginning of discovering my purpose. From my gift basket and event planning company, which financially supported my nonprofit initiatives, to self-publishing my first two books and later starting my own publishing company. From becoming The Chauffeurette and providing premium transportation services, including helping sick people get to Johns Hopkins Hospital for medical treatments, to launching my marketing and writing business, and now running my Coaching and Peer Support business—serving others has been at the core of everything I do.

I still find myself asking the question: Why? This question helps me stay grounded, even amidst the noise of the world. It reminds me of why I do what I do—why I continue to serve, create, and support others. This journey didn’t start in adulthood; it began when I was a child, with music, poems, stories, and paintings that aimed to inspire.

And here I am, still creating, still serving, still loving, and supporting others in the best ways I know how. I have always been driven by my purpose, and I plan to continue to do what fuels my soul—sharing my gifts with the world while helping others thrive.

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A Word of Encouragement:

By posting this reflection, I hope to not only share a part of my past but to inspire you to reflect on your own path and consider the gifts you are bringing to the world. Whatever you’re feeling today, remember that growth often comes from the most unexpected places, and your past can always be a tool to help build your future. Don’t be afraid to dream big and create the life you truly deserve.

If you're reading this, wherever you are in your own journey, know that your path is uniquely yours. Ask yourself the important questions, like I did. Don’t be afraid to create your own opportunities and pursue your dreams, even when the road is uncertain. Keep moving forward, and trust that every step—no matter how small—brings you closer to who you’re meant to become. Your journey is yours to design, and the stars are waiting for you to reach them.

Keep going. You’ve got this.

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Reflective Questions for You:

In this space, I want to ask you to reflect and ask yourself:

• Do you know the value of self-reflection and introspection?
  In our busy lives, it’s easy to forget the power of taking a moment to pause and check in with ourselves. How often do you take time to reflect on your thoughts, emotions, and actions?

• How are you feeling today?
  Right now, in this moment—what’s going on inside of you? Are you feeling positive, uncertain, hopeful, or a bit lost? It’s important to acknowledge how we feel, as it can shape our next steps.

• Are you willing to admit if you are facing challenging mindsets?
  We all go through moments of doubt, fear, or limiting beliefs. Being honest about where we are mentally and emotionally helps us break free from those barriers and move toward growth.

• What have you done lately to show yourself love, care, and gratitude?
  Showing love and care to others is vital, but what about to yourself? When was the last time you took time for self-care or expressed gratitude for your journey, your growth, and all that you’ve accomplished?

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Final Thought:

Take a moment today to answer these questions honestly. Allow yourself the grace to acknowledge where you are, and remember that even the smallest actions can move you toward greater fulfillment. Embrace your journey with love, patience, and a deep belief in your ability to grow. Keep pressing forward!

With love and gratitude,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Embracing Wellness: Celebrating 50 with Movement

This year, I’ll be 50 in November—and let me tell you, it’s a big deal! This year is all about Miles, Milestones, and Memories. Some people might wonder, what’s the hype about turning 50? Well, let’s just say I’ve had my fair share of near-death experiences that have left me feeling nothing but grateful to be here. I was that kid who couldn’t wait to get my grey hair (smiles), and now, I’m embracing every moment with intention.

This year isn’t just about continuing my health and wellness journey—it’s also about reclaiming my time and celebrating all that I am and all that I aspire to be. And along the way, I hope to encourage a few of you to hop on this wellness train with me!

I’ve already completed my first of two 10Ks and have my three 5Ks lined up within the next two months. I’ve also invited folks to join my team, "The Miles That Matter," for the Bubble Run on 4/5/25. And get this—I accidentally double-booked myself that weekend by also registering for the Rum Run on 4/6/25. But no worries—I have a plan: run one, walk the other, and hydrate accordingly! 

If there’s one thing I’ve learned on my wellness journey, it’s this: movement is a celebration, not a punishment. Whether you're running, walking, dancing, stretching, or simply taking deep breaths, every step is a step toward better health. And guess what? It’s never too late to start!

Speaking of movement, I’m taking things up a notch—I’m launching my own virtual run challenge as a fundraiser for my 505050 Campaign! More details coming soon, but trust me—you’re gonna LOVE the BOSS medal and swag you’ll get for joining.

So, whether you’re training for your own race, just getting started, or looking for that extra push to keep going, know that you’re not alone. Let’s keep showing up for ourselves, one step at a time!

If you’re thinking about joining a 5K, 10K, half marathon, or even a full marathon, here are five tips to help you prepare:

1. Start with a Plan – Whether you're a beginner or a seasoned runner, having a structured training schedule will help build endurance and prevent injuries.

2. Invest in the Right Gear – Comfortable, supportive shoes are a must! Also, moisture-wicking clothes can make a big difference.

3. Fuel Your Body – Eating the right balance of carbs, protein, and healthy fats will keep your energy up. Don’t forget to hydrate!

4. Listen to Your Body – Recovery is just as important as training. Stretch, foam roll, and take rest days when needed.

5. Have Fun and Set Personal Goals – Whether it’s finishing the race, setting a new personal record, or simply enjoying the experience, make it about you!

What’s your next wellness goal? Let’s cheer each other on and make this year one of movement! Here's to Miles, Milestones, and Memories!

Peace and Wellness,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Honoring My Mother: Love, Loss, and Living with Joy

On February 12th, my mother would have been 71 years young. Wow. Just thinking about it makes my heart swell with love and longing. I miss her big, beautiful, bright smile, her warm hugs, and her assertive yet gentle wisdom. She had a way of offering counsel that was both firm and full of love—a rare gift that left a lasting impact on everyone who knew her.

She was the epitome of FOFO (if you know, you know). Quiet yet powerful, kind yet commanding, brilliant yet humble. She had a heart that gave endlessly and a spirit that spoke volumes, even in silence. She mostly kept to herself, but when the music started? Oh, she loved to dance! No doubt, that’s where I get my love for movement. She carried an energy that made you take notice, and even now, 25 years after her transition, I feel that energy guiding me.

This week, I took some time off from work because, honestly, grief has no roadmap. I never know exactly how I’ll feel on her birthday or other special days. Some years, I reflect with a full heart and a smile. Other years, the weight of missing her feels heavier. And that’s okay. Grief isn’t something we “get over.” We just learn how to carry it differently.

Though I’ve written books, essays, and stories about my journey with grief, there’s no way to predict how any of us will respond to loss—or for how long. We never forget our loved ones; we simply learn how to live without their physical presence. And in doing so, we find our own ways to honor them.

For me, it’s writing. It’s pausing to reflect. It’s choosing love, over and over again. And most of all, it’s living a life filled with joy, because I know my mother would want that.

If you’re navigating grief, whether fresh or decades old, know that your journey is your own. Honor your loved ones in a way that feels right for you. Maybe it’s through writing, creating, storytelling, dancing, or simply sitting with their memory. Whatever it is, let it be your way, in your time.

And if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s this: every time I look in the mirror, I see my mother. I see my ancestors. And I am warmed by the knowledge that I am their wildest dream come true.

How do you honor your loved ones? Let’s keep their memory alive together.

The One and ONLY, Late, Great, Barbara Ann DeLoatch-Whitaker-Jones

Mommy and Me (March 1997)

With love, gratitude, and warm reflection,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris
Daughter of Barbara Ann DeLoatch-Whitaker-Jones and Edward L. Whitaker

PS: "I'll always love my Momma, she's my favorite girl" by The Intruders

What the World Needs Now Is Love: Embracing the Call to Love Our Neighbors

Subtopic: Reimagining the Call of Jesus in a Divided World

In a thought-provoking post by my dear friend, Dr. Chris Townley, he references the profound words of Barry Lopez, who quips that “evidence of the failure to love is everywhere around us.” Dr. Townley reflects on this notion as he grapples with the failure to love he perceives in the political landscape, particularly during [this current] administration. What strikes me most about Dr. Townley’s words is his conviction that this failure to love is not merely a political issue but a deeply human one, one that we all must reckon with.

Dr. Townley’s reflections draw me back to the wisdom of Howard Thurman, particularly in his book Jesus and the Disinherited. Thurman, writing from the perspective of a Black man living in the midst of racial and social oppression, describes Jesus as most powerfully present among the disinherited, those who have “their backs against the wall.” Thurman’s portrayal of Jesus calls us to see his radical love as one that seeks liberation for the marginalized—not a love confined by systems of power or political affiliation.

This is where Dr. Townley’s message resonates with me, and I feel deeply challenged. Dr. Townley shares his grief at seeing those who once embraced love and justice now aligning with ideologies that seem fundamentally opposed to the humble, sacrificial love embodied by Jesus. As he writes, “How do we reconcile a Jesus who lived humbly among the oppressed with the politics that seem to ignore or even exacerbate the suffering of the marginalized?”

In his post, Dr. Townley reflects on his own role as a preacher, once eager to proclaim a message of radical love that transcended boundaries but now grappling with the silence or even the rejection of that message. He shares, “I had presumed I was contending for the type of Love that is prone to traverse unjust boundaries rather than construct them.” It’s a poignant reminder that love—true, radical love—cannot exist within the confines of ideology or partisanship. It transcends those boundaries and calls us to a deeper, more inclusive way of being.

The message of love and liberation that Jesus proclaims is not one that can be easily co-opted by political or social systems. As Thurman so powerfully writes, “The conventional Christian word is muffled, confused, and vague… the Christian movement in its formal expression must be on the side of the strong against the weak.” These words ring true today, as we witness how the Christian faith has been misused to uphold systems of power that fail to love and uplift those who are suffering.

This is where our task as followers of Christ becomes both clear and urgent: to return to the heart of Jesus’ message. We are called to love our neighbors as ourselves, to reimagine what it means to live lives that matter, and to break down the walls that divide us. This love is not one of convenience or comfort, but one that challenges us to confront our biases, our ideologies, and the systems of power that harm others.

In a world so divided, we are invited—no, challenged—to reimagine the radical love of Jesus in our own lives. To ask ourselves: How are we living out this love? Are we complicit in the systems that perpetuate injustice, even if unintentionally? Are we engaging with others in a way that reflects the humility and compassion of Christ? If we are to follow the teachings of Jesus, we must recognize that love cannot be selective or partisan—it must be universal, embracing all, especially those on the margins.

The call to action is clear: we must live lives of radical love. This is not just about political positions or theological debates, but about examining our hearts and actions to ensure we are living in alignment with the love of Christ. It is a call to serve others, to walk with those who are suffering, and to stand with the oppressed. In the words of Dr. Townley, and echoing the sentiments of Thurman, let us “reimagine what it means to live lives that matter” and move forward in the radical love that Jesus invites us to share with the world.

So, let us ask ourselves: How are we loving? Are we following Jesus’ example of humility, service, and liberation? And if we are not, what will we do to change that?

With love that I hope moves us all to act like Jesus!

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Unpacking the Old, Embracing the New: A Journey to Becoming

Hello Beautiful People!

What’s next on my agenda? Well, I’ve been scoping out races happening all over the world. So don’t be surprised if you see me popping up in your neck of the woods soon, sneakers laced and ready to roll! 🌍👟

As you know, last week I completed my first-ever 10K, and yes, I’m still riding that high because it was absolutely amazing. What stood out the most wasn’t just crossing the finish line but the camaraderie and pure joy shared among women from every walk of life. No cattiness, no drama—just an ocean of smiles, cheers, and genuine support. When I had to leave the ladies I started with to meet the first-lap cutoff, they didn’t hesitate to cheer me on and even captured my victory lap on video. Talk about women empowering women!

Reflecting on this journey, I’m reminded of a question my mentor used to ask me in my mid-thirties: “Who would you be without your trauma?” Back then, I struggled to answer. I was still tangled in the weeds of pain, bad experiences, and the stories I carried like a heavy suitcase. But after years of intentional healing and self-discovery, I can now say that the person I am without the baggage is a healthier, happier version of myself.

I’m more confident. Calmer. Unmoved by unnecessary drama or even my own emotions (most days—I’m still human, y’all!). Years ago, a personality test revealed I’m equally analytical and creative, split straight down the middle. But it’s the healing process that’s allowed both sides of me to fully flourish.

Like First Lady Michelle Obama, I’m still becoming. 

Every day, I’m shedding old skin and standing more firmly in my truth. It’s like walking or riding a bike for the first time—I see the world with new eyes, a stronger stride, and a deeper sense of purpose. The difference? I no longer feel like I need to save the world. I show up in my power and truth as a loving, empathetic coach and peer supporter, walking alongside others on their journey of self-discovery.

This year, especially as I prepare to celebrate my 50th (1975, BABY! 🎉), I’m focused on soaking in the beauty of this world and letting go of the traumas and dramas of both the past and the present. I’m stepping into this season of my life with so much gratitude for how far I’ve come. The journey hasn’t been easy, but every step has been worth it. This is my year to not only celebrate who I’ve become but to fully embrace the beauty of life and everything it has to offer.

This milestone year is about more than the miles I run or the places I visit—it’s about celebrating the strength, love, and purpose that have carried me to this point. Turning 50 feels like a superpower, and I’m ready to use it to uplift, encourage, and inspire others to embrace their own journeys. Let’s make this year—and every year—a celebration of becoming!

So, here’s to more races, more growth, and more moments of joy. To stepping boldly into our truths, embracing our superpowers, and lifting each other up along the way. Let’s keep becoming together.

What’s one step you’re taking today to shed old baggage and step into your truth?

With love, laughter, and gratitude,

Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

Here's me crossing the She Power 10K finish line:

The Finish Line: Reflections on the She Power 10K

Hello Beautiful People! 

The first race of my "She Power" journey is officially in the books, and WOW—what an unforgettable experience! This was not only my first 10K EVER but, also the kickoff to my 50 Miles, $50K, 50 Years Campaign. Let me tell you, it was a whirlwind of excitement, purpose, and a sprinkle of What on Earth did I just sign up for? vibes.

You know that restless buzz of energy before a big day—like the night before the first day of school? That was me! I couldn’t sleep and kept thinking I’d oversleep, forget something, or somehow miss the start line altogether. But I was up before the alarms, prayed, meditated, stretched, and stepped into that race ready to conquer the day.

The first lap? INTENSE. Imagine starting after the faster groups and doing math (yes, MATH, during a run) to ensure I’d hit the 8:50 a.m. cutoff. Talk about pressure! But when doubt started creeping in, I reminded myself: “You didn’t come this far to quit now!” Crossing that first lap with seconds to spare was pure adrenaline—and the cheers of a kind stranger (who registered me the day before) made it even sweeter.

The second lap? A straight-up grind. My hips ached, my nose ran, and my feet were BEGGING me to quit. But listen, quitting was not on the menu! I powered through, alternating between walking, trotting, and catching my breath. Crossing that finish line was a triumph—I not only finished, but I beat my training time by FOUR minutes. 🎉 I placed 245th out of over 1,500 registrants! Did I compete with anyone else? Nope. My only goal was to beat my own limits—and I did!

Oh, and about Instagram? I had every intention of sharing live updates, but let’s just say my focus was on finishing, not filming. I did manage to capture the last lap—next time, I’ll aim for a little more multitasking. 😉

Here’s the lesson: Perseverance is beautiful. It’s not about how fast you go; it’s about showing up and refusing to give up. Life throws challenges at us, but we have the power to face them with courage, grace, and determination.

This year, I’m challenging YOU to dream boldly and push past your limits!

What’s one thing you’re committing to that will make your life better? How will you make it happen? And who’s standing beside you, cheering you on?

One 10K down, one more to go—plus 3 5Ks and a marathon! I’m absolutely stoked!!! Let’s keep inspiring and uplifting each other as we move forward on this journey together. Remember: you’re not just walking; you’re stepping into your greatness because YOU ARE greatness in the flesh.

PS: To everyone cheering me on and supporting my 50 Miles, $50K, 50 Years Campaign—THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart! Your belief in me fuels my mission, and I’m endlessly grateful for your encouragement. 

Keep dreaming, keep running, and keep rising! 🏃🏾‍♀️💪🏾💖

Here are a few pictures from the race. Enjoy!

 

Learn more about my journey and how you can support the #505050Campaign here: 505050 Campaign

With love and gratitude,
Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris 

Race Day: The She Power 10K Begins!

Race Day: The She Power 10K Begins!

Today is the day! 🌟 The She Power 10K is here, and I’m filled with excitement and just a touch of nervousness—but one thing is for sure: I WILL cross that finish line! 🏁

I want to take a moment to thank you for all the encouragement and support you’ve shown over the past few weeks as I trained and prepared. Your words and energy have been fuel for this journey. 💖

I’ll be sharing my experience live on Instagram at key moments—at the start, midway through, and of course, at the finish line! I can’t wait to celebrate this milestone with you. This is the first 10K of my 50 Miles, $50K, 50 Years Campaign, and it’s just the beginning of an extraordinary journey.

What about you? Have you signed up for any physical activity events this year? Whether it’s a race, a walk, or another goal, I’d love to hear about it. Drop your plans in the comments so we can cheer you on and maybe even join you! 🎉