Write & Create: A Note From the Crossroads

Shit… moving forward comes with a whole lot of crossroads.

The past? That’ll have you out here feeling like a 1977 pimp—leisure suit, platform shoes, chest out—reliving the “good times” like they ain’t already had their season.
But the future? The future feels like some unpredictable Disney storyline—magical, dramatic, mysterious, maybe even tragic.
And when someone asks:

“So what’s next?”

You ever just… freeze?
I did. I still do.

Because it’s one thing to ask that question when you’ve been winning.
But when you’ve lost almost everything?
When the business didn’t go how you thought.
When the relationship fell through.
When your confidence feels like it’s trying to find its way back home?

Man… what’s next becomes a whole fight.

I Just Want to Feel Safe.

That’s my honest answer. Not a 10-step plan. Not a mission statement.
I just want to feel safe.
In my work.
In my faith.
In my body.
In my becoming.

But somewhere in the middle of all that fear and fatigue, I heard a whisper.
A holy whisper. A soul whisper.
Clear as day:

“Write. And create.”

And listen—I’ll be the first to tell you—I RAN.

Because me? A writer? An author? Who?
Ain’t nobody calling me that.
Nobody knows me for my words.
Nobody’s waiting on my next book or Substack entry.
But God is.

So What Do I Write?

What Do I Create?

Those are the questions I’ve been sitting with.

God said: “Write.”
But I said: “What?”
God said: “Create.”
And I said: “How?”

And the more I tried to intellectualize it, the more I came back to the same foundation:

Write what’s real.
Create what’s rooted.

Because if I’m walking in my purpose—if I’m serious about following the blueprint God keeps whispering—then my life is about three things:
Faith. Fellowship. Flowers.

So What Does That Look Like?

I don’t fully know. But I’m here to find out.

I’ve tried doing it my way.
I’ve tried performing for the algorithm.
I’ve tried launching things that weren’t aligned.

Not anymore.

This time, I’m doing it from the soil. From the silence. From the spiritual instructions that don’t always come with a 5-year plan—but they come with peace.

My Daddy Was Right.

He’s been saying it for years:

“You are the brand.”

And he’s right. I’m no longer paying homage to everyone else while shrinking behind the scenes. I’m embracing my name. My presence. My process.
Ronisha Arlene is the brand.

Flowers? Check.
That’s easy. I do that.
But fellowship? Oh… that’s where the story gets deep.

I Love God. I Love Flowers.

But I Also Love People.

I love hearing how people made it.
How they’ve been restored.
How they hold on to hope.
How they’re healing while still showing up.

Fellowship is spiritual.
It’s not just brunch and catch-up.
It’s presence. It’s honesty. It’s ministry.

So here I am: at the crossroads.
Not just trying to build a brand.
But letting God build me.

This relaunch ain’t just about aesthetics.
It’s about obedience.
It’s about writing and creating.
Even when I don’t know how the story ends.

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What’s Next?

Truthfully?
More writing.
More creating.
More being led by God—not fear.

So if you’re here, reading this…
Welcome to the new era.
The faith era.
The Suite Restoration era.
The Ronisha Arlene era.

We’re just getting started.