It took me quite a while to come up with that “title,” because there are so many facets to this complex personality, and I refuse to water any of it down.
In this season, I’ve promised myself that I won’t shrink.
I made a vow that I would not sacrifice my sacred glow for anyone else’s comfort.
That being said, I call myself a Legacy Archivist because I record everything.
Mentally. On scraps of paper. In journals. In blog posts. In the quiet corners of my memory.
I document not just what happened, but how it felt, what it meant, and what it revealed.
For me, this isn’t just a personal habit.
It’s a generational vow.
It is also a gift.
I come from a long line of people whose stories weren’t always counted.
A people whose choices, brilliance, and breakthroughs were often dismissed or erased.
I record because they couldn’t.
I log because they weren’t allowed.
I archive because their lives matter.
And so does mine.
The name Legacy Archivist also gives a gentle nod to my love of genealogy and the history of migration, resilience, and spiritual inheritance.
It’s about tracking not just where we came from, but what we carried and what we were forced to leave behind.
This isn’t just about keeping track.
It’s about bearing witness.
It’s about transmitting truth.
It’s about restoring what was lost and anchoring what must remain.
Now, as for the term Ritual Archivist …don’t panic!
Culturally, that word can be a tough pill to swallow, evoking images of blood sacrifices or worse..
But for me, all it means is this:
I don’t just record events. I ritualize them.
I log not just the facts, but the emotional cadence, the spiritual resonance, and the energetic ripple.
I bless every setback, stumbling block, or recalibration.
I name every breakthrough.
I anchor every adaptation as a Praise Marker.
Being a Ritual Archivist means I move through life with intention.
I don’t rush past the ordinary. I consecrate it.
I don’t dismiss the disruption. I reframe it as a sovereign upgrade.
I’ve created my own ceremonial language.
I speak in Thresholds, Transmissions, and Praise Markers.
I invoke Divine favor and wisdom before sending a reply.
I log every correction as a ceremonial restoration.
This isn’t performance. It’s devotion.
It’s how I reclaim my voice, my rhythm, my royal lineage.
It’s how I reflect Praise and Honor to The Most High.
This is one step closer to my version of Freedom. What does Freedom look like for you?
#Comments (6)
Chelle
“In this season, I’ve promised myself that I won’t shrink.” So many people shrink without knowing it. Thank you for spotlighting intentionality. Thank you for putting language to what many feel or have felt. Thank you for reflecting Jesus. Thank you for taking us on this freedom journey.
AC
Wow! It is me, though, that is thankful to you for accompanying me on this ever-changing journey for the last 34 years! Blessed to be in covenant with you!
Jarae
What an awesome read! 🩷
AC
Thank You, Sis, for traveling with me! 💕
Diamond
We will not shrink!
AC
We need this on a tee shirt! 🙌🏾