Before The Quiet Rebellion

Before I began quietly taking myself back, I had been decompressing through my keyboard. Entrusting my thoughts to this trusty ol' Blogspot platform.

It often seemed erratic to me. But, the catharsis of saying things "out loud" helped my evolution. It often carved my struggling a level up into surviving. With that, I could create times where I thrived. As a woman. As a mother. As a friend. As a lover.


Stage 1 — Searching

A Day in the Life (2012–2013)

Reflections while trying to understand life, identity, and emotional overwhelm.

Raw emotions bled from my fingers as I rationaled ending my marriage. Navigating a new relationship. Parenting through the chaos. Loving someone else's kid like my own as a career choice.

These posts share my deepest anxieties and the journey of understanding myself.


Stage 2 — Becoming a Mother

Markera’s Mommy Moments (2014–2016)

Being thrust into the role of matriarch at 28 knocked me for a loop. With no mother, grandmother or favorite aunt above me - I was left to take what knowledge they left me with and press on. By the time I reached 30, my godmother was also gone.

Raising my children, being a wife - while deciphering what felt like the loss of myself was disorienting. What I understand now as pauses and an ever shifting identity, are chronicled in this brief blog.


Stage 3 — Realizations

Change – Our Only Constant (2012–2019)

This blog to me, is the most all over the place one. It shows me trying to anchor myself through what felt like constant changes. 

Picking apart what I was seeing life show me was an obsession for quite a while.

Meanwhile, I still had to be "mummy" through it all. I still had to decide what needed ending and if I would allow a new beginning.

Eventually, all those scattered pieces began forming something clearer...


Stage 4 — What It Became

The Quiet Rebellion

First. It is a long, multi faceted love letter to Markera. A guide to embracing all the parts of myself I struggled to hide, fix and eventually embrace. It is a living guide to my ongoing evolution. It reminds me of who I am, who I was and who I am yet to even become.

It is what now makes me able to create comfortablespaces where overwhelmed women can decompress and reconnect with themselves. No therapy, no analysis, no coaching - just being in a moment where the focus is on a journey through a process and not the result.


Everything I facilitate today, grew from these years of trying to understand what we women quietly carry.

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