SAM Frida

There’s a quiet courage in choosing to be real in a world that rewards performance. We live among masks—some carefully crafted, others unconsciously worn. As Doe Zantamata said, it’s hard to tell who wants to be a good person and who simply wants to be seen as one....

Tracy Chapman released Talkin’ Bout a Revolution in 1988, but its quiet urgency feels just as piercing today. Her words are timeless not because history repeats itself in the same form—but because the systems we live in continue to fail the most vulnerable among us....

Some truths can be read and intellectually understood, but their depth only hits when life gives you the experience to truly feel them. The image above says it all: Earth is a sacred school, and every joy or pain is a lesson. But we don’t always live with that...

What if we flipped the idea of government efficiency on its head? Imagine a Department of Government Efficiency (Doge) that didn’t measure how fast paperwork moved or how well projects were executed—but how enlightened its people were. What if efficiency wasn’t just...

They say silence is heavy— but not like this. Not like the weight tucked under a child’s ribs, where trust should sleep. A brush too long, a look too slow, a whisper that withered what should have bloomed. And still, the child swallowed it whole. Not from fear alone—...

We give away our power more often than we realize. It happens quietly—when we care too much about the opinions of people who’ve never walked in our shoes. When we value the voice of someone who has neither our experience nor our insight, just because they seem...

They walked in, full-grown and kind, With eyes that didn’t search for signs— Of trickery, deceit, or harm, They trusted you. That was their charm. They found a home inside your voice, A quiet place, a hopeful choice. But if your heart was masked and cold, Don’t play...

I’ve come to realize something that’s reshaping how I approach people and communication: if someone makes an assumption about me and chooses not to clarify, even when I offer the space to talk—I no longer take it personally. To me, that’s a quiet commitment to...

The more I speak my truth, the more I see how people have been conditioned to expect the version of me I used to offer—the agreeable one, the accommodating one, the one who stayed silent to keep the peace. But I’ve changed. This shift didn’t happen overnight. It came...