Amja's Journal
The Reframe: Why Amja Unabashedly Exists As It ...
This entry marks a beginning as much as it reflects on what has passed. The pivot is done. The reframe is made. Spring has arrived, not as metaphor, but as...
The Reframe: Why Amja Unabashedly Exists As It ...
This entry marks a beginning as much as it reflects on what has passed. The pivot is done. The reframe is made. Spring has arrived, not as metaphor, but as...
Half Marathon Reflections: 50th Year of Becoming
In my 50th year, I completed my first half marathon; not for speed or medals, but as a journey of becoming. With my children beside me, drums in the distance,...
Half Marathon Reflections: 50th Year of Becoming
In my 50th year, I completed my first half marathon; not for speed or medals, but as a journey of becoming. With my children beside me, drums in the distance,...
Mandalas, Sisterhood and the Power of Letting Go
The mandalas we created from birthday flowers were fleeting — beautiful, intricate, and then swept away. That ritual reminded me that survival is part of the pattern, but not the...
Mandalas, Sisterhood and the Power of Letting Go
The mandalas we created from birthday flowers were fleeting — beautiful, intricate, and then swept away. That ritual reminded me that survival is part of the pattern, but not the...
I Am My Ancestors’ Wildest Dream (I.A.M.A.W.D. ...
This stance is more than victory, it’s transmission. It is the moment where the body, the ancestors, and the inner voice converge to say: I Am My Ancestors’ Wildest Dream.I...
I Am My Ancestors’ Wildest Dream (I.A.M.A.W.D. ...
This stance is more than victory, it’s transmission. It is the moment where the body, the ancestors, and the inner voice converge to say: I Am My Ancestors’ Wildest Dream.I...
50th Year of Becoming: How I Found Power in My ...
Turning 50 is a milestone, but for me, it’s also a celebration. A joyful mirror reflecting the woman I’ve become and the many versions of me that carried me here.
50th Year of Becoming: How I Found Power in My ...
Turning 50 is a milestone, but for me, it’s also a celebration. A joyful mirror reflecting the woman I’ve become and the many versions of me that carried me here.
Survivor-Led Photography in the Boxing Ring: Wh...
Through Phoebe Shot This' lense, light becomes more than illumination, it becomes story. In this blog I share how her photography captures the essence of my new series of work,...
Survivor-Led Photography in the Boxing Ring: Wh...
Through Phoebe Shot This' lense, light becomes more than illumination, it becomes story. In this blog I share how her photography captures the essence of my new series of work,...
