What if healing wasn’t just a season, but a passport?
What if it wasn’t confined to the four walls of your therapist’s office or the silent cries on your bathroom floor—but was instead a plane ticket, a sunrise in a foreign land, a barefoot walk through ancient earth where your ancestors once prayed, built, birthed, and bled?
What if healing looked like boarding passes and border crossings? What if joy was your GPS? What if your soul didn’t just need to rest—it needed to roam?
Welcome to SheReset Global.
This isn’t just a blog. This isn’t just a business. This is a liberation blueprint wrapped in melanin, softness, and sacred truth.
This is my story. This is our movement. And this is where healing meets a passport.
Chapter One: Healing in Transit
I didn’t always know that the world could hold me. For so long, I thought healing meant retreating. Isolation. Silence.
But it was in Egypt, on my birthday, where I first understood:
Sometimes you need distance to hear your soul clearly.
I stood in front of the pyramids in Giza and wept. Not because they were majestic (they were). Not because I was grateful to be there (I was).
But because I saw a version of myself I didn’t know existed:
Peaceful. Powerful. Whole.
Since then, I’ve taken healing steps on the cobblestones of Machu Picchu, in the jungle trails of Peru, in thermal springs in Costa Rica.
Healing hit different when I wasn’t trapped in my triggers. It felt expansive. It felt sovereign. It felt sacred.
It felt like mine.
And I knew then: this was the medicine I wanted to give other women.
Not a list of rules. Not another self-help formula. But a passport. And permission.
Chapter Two: What ‘Global’ Means to Black Women
Being a Black woman in America meant shrinking, explaining, correcting, proving.
But in Thailand? In Colombia? In Portugal?
I became a student of ease.
I let strangers carry my bags, offer me fruit, call me beautiful without agenda. I learned that I wasn’t hard to love—I was just loving in the wrong places.
SheReset Global isn’t about escape. It’s about expansion.
Because when you move, you remember:
You are not just a mother. You are a muse.
You are not just a worker. You are a wonder.
You are not just surviving. You are sacred.
Black women are taught to be warriors before we’re taught to be women. This movement is where we reclaim the rest of our birthright. The soft parts. The loud laughs. The big dreams.
Chapter Three: Coaching Without Borders
I built the SheReset Masterclass not just as a program, but as a portal.
A portal to:
Unlearn burnout.
Rewrite your financial future.
Reclaim your body and your boundaries.
Reimagine your purpose.
Relocate your power—wherever it’s been hiding.
From Bali to Baltimore, women are logging in. Healing in real time. Resetting their identities. Some with kids. Some post-divorce. Some who thought it was too late.
We teach from beaches. We journal in hostels. We cry in WhatsApp chats.
We don’t just pivot—we catapult.
And this is only the beginning.
Retreats. E-books. Journals. Language immersion. Homeschool modules. We are building a universe. And we want you in it.
Chapter Four: Legacy Work
This isn’t just about now.
This is for my grandmother who never got to leave the United States of America. This is for my mother who worked 16-hour shifts and still had to budget coins. This is for my sons—so they know freedom isn’t a fantasy.
I’m building digital real estate. I’m building a blueprint. I’m building home in every country we visit.
So my future granddaughters can say,
"My grandmother didn’t just survive. She soared."
And their freedom won’t be a rebellion. It’ll be a tradition.
Chapter Five: The Invitation
If you’re still reading this, that means you’re one of us.
You’re the one who’s felt the tug. Who’s cried in bathrooms. Who’s prayed for more.
And now? The more is calling.
Reset. Revive. Set Free.
Join the Masterclass. SheResetCoach.com
Follow the journey on YouTube: @SheResets
Your pivot doesn’t need permission. It just needs a plan. And I’ve got one for you.
P.S. You don’t need a passport to start. Just a yes. The rest? We build together.