What Grounds Us
A sacred practice of self-love and reclamation
At Black Self Wellth™, we don’t exist to respond to harm —
we exist to remember truth.
We are not rooted in reaction but in rhythm.
A calling older than pain, deeper than trend.
We are grounded in love, in legacy, in a pulse passed down and chosen again each day.
This is the soil we bloom from.
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We Are Not Waiting
Self-love is not a response to harm.
It is a return to truth.
A remembering.
A reclamation.
It is how we see ourselves fully.
The shield that protects our joy.
The revolution that restores our wholeness.
We are not waiting to be healed or acknowledged.
We are remembering that wholeness is already ours.
Every act of self-love fortifies us, our people, and our future.
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What the World Tried to Take
For too long, the world has tried to erase our histories,
silence our laughter, diminish our joy, and rewrite our stories.
We refuse.
Our joy is not rebellion — it is sanctuary.
A sacred inheritance.
A way of being we’ve always known.
At Black Self Wellth™, we protect that joy.
We preserve it.
We honor it as essential to who we are.
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Our Tools Are Rituals
More than tools, our affirmation blends and reflections are rituals of reclamation—
fortifying strength, anchoring truth, awakening memory.
They don’t just scent.
They remind.
They return.
They reclaim.
With every drop, we reclaim ourselves —
through intention, through presence, through the sacred act of self-anointing.
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This Is Not Indulgence
Prioritizing ourselves is not indulgence.
It is protection.
It is preservation.
It is necessary.
Rooted in Black joy and resilience,
we know self-love is both a personal and collective revolution.
Our wholeness is a rising force.
When we claim it, we lift others with us.
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We Carry Two Truths
“We are worthy.
And we are not always treated as such.”
This is why Black Self Wellth™ exists —
to anchor us in the first truth and keep us from forgetting it.
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1. The Harm Done to Us
So many of us know what it feels like to shrink —
to make ourselves small, quiet, or invisible
just to survive someone else’s harm.
This is violence.
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2. The Harm We Do
We also know what it feels like when harm rises in us—
when defensiveness or fear answers someone’s need for truth.
That, too, is violence.
Violence does not only live outside of us.
It lives in our communities, families, and bodies.
Even when we harm or break, that too belongs.
Our shadows deserve care, accountability, and transformation, too.
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3. The Right to Survive
We have never known a world without violence.
A world that has only ever met us with brutality
cannot ask us to survive it quietly.
Our right to resist, defend, and protect one another is sacred.
Our survival is memory, carried through us by ancestors who refused to disappear.
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4. Survivor as Sacred / Limiting
When we call ourselves survivors, it is sacred —
a testament to memory, resilience, and refusal.
But when systems name us survivors, it is limiting —
shrinking us to harm and denying our brilliance.
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5. Beyond Survival
Belonging does not wait for perfection.
We do not exile or discard.
We hold one another through contradiction, repair, and becoming.
Transformation is not perfection; it is choosing again.
It is remembering our wholeness together.
Black Self Wellth™ exists so survival is not the end of the story.
Through aromas, reflections, and ritual,
we root in self-love, carry memory, and resist erasure.
We transform survival into joy, wholeness, and freedom.
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We Are Not Asking
We do not shrink.
We do not plead.
We return to what is already ours.
We are not the aftermath of struggle.
We are the origin of brilliance.
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This Is What Grounds Us
A movement.
A homecoming.
A remembering.
A rising.
A sacred, daily choice to return to ourselves —
a ritual of reclamation, protection, and becoming.
Join us — one drop, one breath, one reflection at a time —
as we reclaim joy, wholeness, and love.
We are not here to build systems of profit.
We are here to build systems of love.
Together, we rise.
Together, we remember.
Together, we love.
Together, we liberate.