I am divine. I am not a reaction—I am the beginning.
Black isn’t just the color of my skin.
Black is a divine and radical affirmation of my existence.
Black is not something assigned to us by history,
oppression,
or struggle.
Black is — because Allah willed it to be.
It is creation itself —
the infinite,
the beginning,
the unseen yet known.
Blackness is not just something we live within.
It is something that lives within us.
When I named my brand Black Self Wellth,
I was affirming more than just survival.
I was declaring what has always been true:
Black is not a burden — it is a birthright.
Blackness is not something to be explained — it is something to be honored.
Our worth is not something we must prove — it is something we reclaim.
Blackness is creation, power, and possibility.
It is not a reaction to oppression —
it existed before the world tried to define it,
and it will exist long after.
To affirm Blackness is to affirm that we were never meant to be small.
We come from the Most High,
from divine intention,
from the same vastness that holds the stars.
Black is divine — it holds all potential.
Black is abundance — it cannot be contained.
Black is infinite — it was here before, and it will be here always.
To embrace Black is to honor the truth that has always been ours.
I am free. My self-love is my liberation.
Self-love is not a luxury — it is the foundation of freedom.
In a world that teaches us to look outward for validation,
we look inward and find everything we need.
Self is where Blackness meets purpose.
Self is where we heal, where we build, where we rise.
Self is where we reclaim the power to define our own future.
When we prioritize our well-being, our joy, our safety,
and our rest,
we are rejecting the lie that we were meant to struggle.
We were never meant to be trapped in cycles of survival.
We were meant to thrive.
Self-love is the first act of liberation.
Self-determination is our birthright.
To nurture ourselves is to honor our ancestors and future generations.
I am abundant. My worth is not measured by wealth.
Wellth is not about what we have —
it is about who we are
and how we care for ourselves
and our communities.
Black abundance was never about money alone.
It was always about:
The wisdom passed from generation to generation.
The healing we cultivate through community and care.
The richness of our relationships, traditions, and faith.
Wealth, as the world defines it, is meant to be hoarded.
Wellth, as we define it, is meant to be shared.
True Wellth is knowing you are enough.
True Wellth is reclaiming what was always yours.
True Wellth is self-love, community, and the freedom to thrive.
I am sacred. I refuse to be erased.
Black Self Wellth began as a sacred refusal.
A refusal to be erased.
A refusal to let the world define our worth for us.
We were taught to love ourselves — in the ways our communities knew how.
Through aunties who reminded us to eat.
Through elders who called us beautiful.
Through rituals, laughter, braiding, cooking, praying.
We have always known love.
But outside our communities, our well-being has been disregarded.
Our rest interrupted.
Our pain dismissed.
Our joy feared.
We’ve been forced to hold two truths:
We are worthy — and we are treated like we are not.
Black Self Wellth exists to hold that tension with tenderness.
It is a practice.
A proclamation.
A revolution.
A space to remind us — no matter what the world says, we belong.
Through scent, story, and affirmation,
I carved out a sanctuary — not just to survive in, but to rise in.
A place where I could tell myself a new story — our story:
That I am enough.
That I am here to love and be loved.
That I never stopped being worthy.
The world may try to make us forget.
But we remember.
I am connected. My healing shifts the world.
What would it look like to choose ourselves — again and again?
When we choose ourselves, love ourselves, and prioritize ourselves — we shift.
And when we shift, our communities shift.
And when our communities shift,
the world begins to heal.
Self-love is not selfish —
it is how we stay alive.
It is how we stay connected.
It is the foundation.
It is the revolution.
It is liberation.
Black Self Wellth is here to remind us:
Even when the world forgets us,
we remember ourselves.
We love ourselves.
We rise.
I am enough. I am still here.
If you take one thing with you from this reflection, let it be this:
You are divine.
You are whole.
You are abundant.
You are enough.
Even when it’s hard to believe.
Even when the world says otherwise.
Even when doubt tries to speak louder than truth —
You are still worthy.
And you are still here.
Let’s Stay Connected
If this speaks to your spirit, I welcome you to follow @blackselfwellth on instagram
and join me in this sacred remembering —
one breath,
one drop,
one affirmation at a time.
With love and honor,
Chriseithia
Founder of Black Self Wellth
This is sacred work, not open source.
Please honor the heart behind these words.
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