There’s a quiet knowing that starts to rise when you’re on the edge of becoming.
In the months leading up to my 50th birthday, I could feel something shifting. Not just in my body, though menopause had already become its own unfolding. But in my spirit. In the way I saw myself. In the way I listened. In how I moved through space.
I found myself in a constant, sacred state of reflection, processing the weight and wonder of this new chapter. Not because I feared it, but because I honored it. I knew I was in preparation for something deeper. Something bigger than just “another birthday.”
I wasn’t entering 50 with noise. I was entering it with reverence.
There were early mornings when I sat in silence, heart full, letting tears rise without shame. There were late nights where my thoughts wandered to the legacy of the women who came before me. I thought of my grandmother. My mother. The wisdom they carried. Their quiet strength. Their fierce softness. Their knowing.
They were the oracles of our family. The women others turned to for truth, for clarity, for comfort, for direction.
And in that reflection, I realized the baton was being passed to me.
It wasn’t announced. It wasn’t dramatic. But I felt it in my bones:
It’s your turn now.
This is your Oracle Era. Your season to embody all you’ve learned.
To no longer simply seek wisdom but to become it.
I don’t question God’s timing and I wasn’t going to start now. I didn’t resist the call.
I surrendered to it.
And with that, came a reflection journey that has completely shifted my mindset and how I show up.
I turned 50 this February.
Two years into menopause.
Fully in the throes of entrepreneurship.
A community and thought leader.
A wife.
An empty nester.
A caregiver to aging parents.
A sounding board to my loved ones.
Spiritually grounded.
Socially engaged.
Rooted in mission and moved by purpose.
But more than anything, I am unapologetically clear on who I am and what I’ve been called to do.
And with that, I’ve let go of who I thought I needed to be and made space for who I already am: Confident. Self-aware. Heart-centered. Compassionate. A lover of humanity. Bold. Faithful. Loving. Unapologetically me.
For me, turning 50 wasn’t just a milestone. It has been a full-bodied awakening.
I’ve named it what it is: My F-It Era.
Let me be clear, this is not about carefree living or recklessness. This is a sacred reclaiming.
It’s about saying “F-It” to:
This is about reclaiming my time, my joy, my voice, my energy and leading from the inside out in my wholeness. I used to think I had to distill myself into one neat sentence. Now I know better.
I am a well-being interventionist.
A truth-teller.
A space holder.
A mentor to women discovering their light.
A builder of safe communities.
A daughter, granddaughter, sister, cousin, niece, wife, mother, aunt and friend who shows up with both tenderness and tenacity.
These roles don’t compete, they complete me.
They reflect the fullness of a woman who is living aligned, not assigned.
The world often sells us a limited story about midlife. But the truth?
It’s a sacred activation.
According to the 2024 Modern Women’s Midlife Report, 68% of women over 45 say they’ve experienced a spiritual shift in the past five years. Over half say they feel more fulfilled than ever. That’s not a coincidence. That’s a collective uprising. A reclamation of wisdom. A rising of the feminine. A return to truth.
For me, menopause wasn’t just hormonal, it was holy. It cracked me open, clarified my voice, and reminded me that I already hold the answers.
This isn’t about aging gracefully. This is about living audaciously with clarity, care, and conviction.
I’ve realized I don’t just want to age well, I want to live fully.
I want to create with courage. Rest without guilt. Laugh from my belly. Cry without apology.
I want to lead with love, live with intention, and leave a legacy that says:
She answered the call.
So yes, I have entered my F-It Era.
And I’ve never felt more aligned, more clear, or more alive.
To every woman reading this:
Your epic era is not waiting for you. It’s already inside you.
Don’t ask for permission to step into your fullness.
Don’t wait for the right moment to become.
Step boldly. Say yes. And rise.