Throughout this album, you’ll hear the Divine referred to as “She.” This is not to dismiss the masculine but to honor the sacred feminine energy that has long been forgotten.I discovered Her within me. In silence, in strength, in softness.This is the God I now know a presence that doesn’t demand worship, but invites remembrance.
I grew up in church, surrounded by stories of God the Father, the King, the He. I was taught to bow, obey, and fear. But even as a child, something in me whispered, “There’s more.”Over time, through deep silence, healing, and spiritual awakening, I began to feel Her.Not in a temple. Not in a rule book. But in my body. My breath. My tears.She wasn’t loud. She didn’t demand.She wrapped me in peace and said, “I’ve been here all along.”
This album reflects that moment of remembering.It’s not meant to bash religion or reject anyone’s path. I honor my roots, and I especially honor my mother, who walked her mission with devotion and gave me the foundation I needed to ask the questions that changed my life.I still believe in miracles. I still feel presence. I still hear the voice.I just don’t limit it to a pulpit or a pronoun anymore.God is not a man. And God is not just a woman.God is both. And more.But after centuries of masculine framing, the feminine deserves Her return.So when I say “She”…I’m speaking to the nurturer, the healer, the mirror in every soul.I’m remembering the Source that bled stars, whispered life into dust, and never needed a crown to be a Queen.If that resonates with you, let it.If it stirs you, follow it.If it scares you, that’s okay too.This isn’t about changing your faith.This is about freeing your God.
🔥 Why I Say “Flame”You’ll notice the word *flame* woven throughout many of these songs. That wasn’t planned it was poured.To me, *flame* represents the living presence of the Divine. Not a fire to fear, but a light to remember.In church, I was taught about the “Holy Ghost fire,” the tongues of flame that fell on those who believed. But what I’ve come to realize is: that flame was always in me. Not because I earned it. Not because I spoke a certain way. But because I *am* it.The flame is God’s voice inside my belly.It’s truth rising in heat when I try to swallow it down.It’s the warmth that burns away shame and leaves only soul.When I say *flame,* I don’t mean destruction. I mean revelation.I don’t mean punishment. I mean passion.The kind that cracks open what’s false and frees what’s been waiting.So when you hear me mention *flame*, know I’m speaking of Herthe Divine within me, within you, within everything.
This was a divine assignment.One I had waited on, delayed, feared.But when it was time, I moved with it.This album came together in under 24 hours, because it wasn’t just art. It was alignment.It is the most soul-shaking work I’ve ever done. And the most sensitive.But I know it’s needed.And I know I was chosen.So I walked it out.Now, the rest is up to the flame.
