I was recently asked if I was happy with my decision to leave my career. For 35 years, I dedicated my life, time, and money to an industry I loved. It was all about pure creativity, expression, and the joy of helping people see themselves in a new, beautiful way. From working with celebrities to nurses and global brands, I built not only my life but also contributed to the lives of others.

As time passed, I began to feel a deep calling that, while at the core of what I was doing, was bigger than I understood. When I was young, God spoke to me during a seemingly mundane moment at the shampoo bowl. It felt like I slipped into another portal, and I heard the voice loud and clear, calling me to preach. I brushed it off as a strange moment and went back to work.

Nearly 20 years later, the question arose: What’s next? I always asked myself if I was where I wanted to be in five years, and for the first time, the answer was no. It shook me to my core. Through deep prayer and meditation, I knew it was time to move on and elevate to the realm God called me into—the space of helping women heal and see their divinity within.

Honestly, I was scared. The pandemic shifted something inside of me, cracking the cloud of comfort I was in. One day, an interaction with a client—the first of its kind in 35 years—broke the bubble, and I knew it was time to move forward. I had no idea what I was going to do. Black Women Amplified was in its infant stage, and I was still refining its mission, but it spoke to my heart.

The thread running through my life is my advocacy for women, specifically Black women. From fighting against domestic violence to cancer and social justice, speaking for the voiceless has been at my core—not because I have a deep need to be a hero, but because I didn’t have someone to stand in the gap for me. Through abuse, low self-worth, poverty, and other traumas, I built a shell of protection to feel safe.

I knew that part of my new journey was to heal and unravel the programs of society, my inner thoughts, and family expectations. This version of self-discovery has been monumental. There were so many lies I believed about myself, many misconceptions from what the world told me I was as a fat, weird, female. Why weird? Because I see life through a unique lens, shaped by my specific experiences, and it’s on the fringe of societal norms. But it’s this point of view that draws people in.

People want to hear my perspective and advice on life’s issues. I have a magnet within that opens people up, and they share their realities with me. It can be daunting, but I’ve finally accepted it as my gift. I couldn’t have reached this point without taking the step forward that God had for me—the steps I avoided for decades because I didn’t believe I was worthy until now. Evidence of my life led me to believe it for so long.

In a trigger moment, my dear friend Susan called and recognized my mood. She talked me off the ledge, helping me see my truth along with the miracles and blessings God shared with me. Evidence of all the good surrounding my life. So, when my friend asked if I still felt good about my decision, the answer was a resounding yes. I am grateful for the opportunity to explore and create the dreams God has for my life and to build Black Women Amplified into a space where Black women can heal and see the divine gift they are.

We matter! Now it is time for us to know it fully in our hearts. God is calling us home to ourselves, but like me, it requires us to heal our hearts and shift our minds to fully see our purpose and hear our calling. Because we are tired, y’all. If you are ready to make that journey within, I created a great journal called Self-Love Renaissance, and you can purchase it on Amazon here.

Have a blessed day,

Monica Wisdom

Chief Mentor