COACH DEE

04/25/2026

59 in 5 days and this is my skin up close. No filter, no foundation just a little lip tint and some eye shadow. My moles and blemishes are visible but there’s not a line or crows foot in sight! List here Bayyybee…I AM BEING KEPT!

I have had some good days and I have had some great days. (A day that contains a challenge is still a good day if it is spent above ground.)

Thankfully as the old adage says, I don’t look like what I have been through! To God be the glory!

The gratitude lap commences 🏃🏾‍♀️ turning up in 5, 4,….3

04/11/2026

✨ COMING TO INGLEWOOD ✨

Something is being built… right here in our community.

Thought Life Academy is coming to Inglewood as a clinic-style space for healing, growth, and transformation serving women, children, girls, and families.

This is not just a program.
This is a movement toward wholeness.

🔹 OUR PHASED LAUNCH:

Phase 1 – Heeled Soles
👠 A women’s healing and empowerment experience
🗓️ Launching Friday, August 7 and every first Friday thereafter.

Phase 2 – Soul Food Sundays (GRAND OPENING)
🍽️ A physical & spiritual feast for the community
🗓️ Sunday, August 16 | 4PM – 7PM and every Sunday thereafter.

Phase 3 – ThinkWell Aftercare
📚 Mindset-based aftercare for children
🧠 Academic support + emotional intelligence + life skills

Phase 4 – MLSK (My Little Sister’s Keeper)
👟 Mentorship program for girls
💛 Building confidence, identity, and purpose

🔸 WHAT WE OFFER:
• 1-on-1 healing & mindset coaching
• Kids Aftercare & emotional development
• Mentorship for girls
• Family-centered community gatherings
• Preventative mental health support through emotional intelligence

This is a space where:
✨ Healing is practiced—not just talked about
✨ Growth is intentional
✨ Community actually means something

If you’ve been looking for something real for yourself, your children, or your family…

This is it.

📍 Inglewood, California
🗓️ Beginning August 2026

Renew your mind. Transform your life.

💬 Follow along. Share with someone who needs this. Pull up when the doors open.

03/27/2026

Some days… sadness doesn’t just sit on you… it folds you.

And for a moment, you can’t move the way you normally do.
Not lazy. Not unmotivated. Just… heavy.

The last few days? That was me.

I got up. I showed up…worked out.. but I wasn’t all the way there.
Life pulled from multiple directions at once.. and it hit. HARD!

But here’s what I reminded myself this morning:

Resilience isn’t always loud.
Sometimes it sounds like…
“I don’t feel like it… but I’m going to.”

Not because it’s easy.
But because I’m not staying folded.

There’s a pull that comes with pain…
and if you’re not careful, it will convince you to stay down.

But healing lets you feel…
and resilience tells you to move.

So today, I’m putting it back together.
Piece by piece. Step by step.

If you feel it too… get up anyway.
Not perfect. Not powerful. Just intentional.

Because you’re not broken…

You’re just… unfolding.

02/18/2026

Today is February 18

Twenty-nine years ago today, my best friend,
Brenwanda C. Smith, disappeared.

She was 24 years old.
A SEPTA bus driver.
A daughter.
A sister.
My friend.

I called her Pumpkin Meister after seeing the cutest baby picture of her with a little pumpkin head. I later shortened it to P***y….and she answered to it.

She was gentle. She was kind. She was giving in a way that made you feel safe just being near her.

On February 18, 1997, after she finished work she was last seen in on Old York Road and Luzerne in Philadelphia. She never made it home. Her case did not receive the national attention that other missing women received. But her life mattered just as much.

She is still missing.
She is still loved.
We are still looking for her.
We still want to bring her home.

If you have any information, please contact
Cheltenham Police Department: 215-885-1600 ext. 457
Case #: 97-3106
NamUs MP #: 2903

Say her name.

Brenwanda “Brennie” Smith.

P***y, we are all looking for you …we have not stopped. 🤍

01/20/2026

I sought the Lord… and he answered!!!

01/10/2026

It’s only January 10… and 2026 already out here throwing SUCKA punches. Life don’t even warm you up anymore. It just comes out swinging.

But I’m reminded of something today. Something I’ve always known but find myself having to put in practice far too soon after the last right hook and that is…Joy is not the absence of impact.

When boxers get in that ring, they get hit. Hard. Repeatedly. Those blows DO land. They DEFINITELY feel them. But the goal isn’t never getting hit — the goal is being the last one standing. So you’re trained to steady your stance and brace yourself for the next one.

JOY is how you plant your feet.

BUT HEAR ME… Joy doesn’t mean you didn’t feel it. It doesn’t mean the blow didn’t hurt. It doesn’t mean you’re not grieving, processing, or catching your breath between rounds. It just means the hit didn’t knock you out. It means you choose JOY!

We wait on joy like it’s reserved for special occasions… birthdays, wins, better days. Nah. Joy produces the medicine of laughter. And medicine doesn’t wait until you feel good to work.. it helps you heal.

So whatever you’re carrying right now… find a way to laugh. Even in loss. NO …Especially in loss. Let joy put a little salve on that wound.

Not because it doesn’t hurt. But because you’re still standing.

Help me out today… share a funny memory or moment we had AND LETS LAUGH together… and GO!!!

01/10/2026

Jamming with my brother DJ Pean

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01/07/2026

Somebody needs to hear this today
🗣️ It’s NEVER too much.
Not the makeup.
Not the lashes.
Not the confidence.
If getting up and showing up helps you feel good, do that.
…..You don’t need an event.
You are the event.
Now go handle your business…

That’s where I’m headed… to mind MINE!

01/02/2026

2026, I’m choosing you on purpose.

Not by accident…
Not by adrenaline…
But by daily surrender and disciplined joy.

This past year taught me something sacred…
joy is not a mood… it’s a decision.
A decision I make with God, especially on days when my emotions lag behind my faith.

There were moments I felt frozen…not faithless, but still. And in that stillness, God wasn’t asking me to move faster.
He was asking me to think differently.

I realized how much warfare happens in the mind. How easily fear disguises itself as wisdom. How often anxiety masquerades as responsibility. And how intentional I must be about what I allow to live rent-free in my thoughts.

So I began practicing Scripture, not just believing it.

Not because everything around me is perfect,
but because my peace depends on what I give my attention to.

I stopped rehearsing what hurt me.
I stopped replaying what didn’t work.
I stopped trying to predict outcomes God never asked me to manage.

Instead, I’m learning to anchor my mind in gratitude, beauty, and truth…
even while answers are still forming.

So I’m entering 2026 committed to joy.
Not loud joy.
Not performative joy.
But grounded, practiced, intentional joy.

Joy that coexists with healing.
Joy that survives uncertainty.
Joy that doesn’t deny reality… but refuses to be ruled by it.

This year isn’t about forcing happiness.
It’s about guarding my mind, honoring my spirit,
and trusting that what I dwell on will shape what I become.

I’m carrying forward reverence.
I’m leaving behind performance.
I’m choosing obedience even when it doesn’t come with confirmation.

07/03/2025

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🎓💥 Mastered THAT. Now I’m Headed for the Doctorate.

Y’all, I’ve been lowkey busy stacking degrees and healing souls.

📚 One more class and I officially wrap my Master’s Program.
🎓 Graduation is locked in for October 24, 2025 at the Richard Nixon Library in Cali.
🧠 And guess what? I roll straight into my Doctoral Program a month later.

This season ain’t been easy, but it’s been a becoming.
I didn’t just survive the coursework—I grew a business, founded Thought Life Academy, healed old wounds, and made peace with the in-between.

Because THAT’S what becoming is.
It’s the stretch. The stillness. The storm.
And showing up anyway—with tears, prayer, vision, and VOICE.

To anyone feeling like you’re behind:
👀 You’re not.
You’re just in your process. And when it’s your time, move like it. Best part of having been THROUGH it was the perpetual forward motion!

I’m walking into this next chapter with a made-up mind and a mental fortress.

Keep watching.
Keep healing.
Keep becoming.
Because I’m not done—and neither are you.