Healing is possible.
Magic is Real.
Love is the answer.
Hi, Iām Ebony Isis Booth!
I am a visionary, guide, healer, and poet dedicated to liberation, healing, equity, justice, and joy.
I coach Black & Indigenous people of the global majority in new and emerging leadership roles toward their personal goals.
For more than 25 years I have charted network constellations of dope humans from grassroots movement leaders to c-suite executives. I curate Black Joy through multi-media event design. I catalyze change and facilitate breakthroughs for my coach partners and clients.
Ancestors guide me.
Black feminists taught me.
Black Girl Magic is my praxis.
Feel your way free. Iāll bring a light.
I guide heart-centered cycle breakers through focused and compassionate Self Inquiry that significantly enhances their quality of well-being and emotional freedom.
In 1:1 Coaching Sessions, we fine tune your skills for introspection and intuitive power to repair, restore, and rewire your relationship to joy, authenticity, prosperity, and healing. Bringing you home to yourSelf.
YOU are NOT broken.
You are a living site of flesh & spirit, a sentient resistance surviving inside this capitalist, imperialist, hetero-patriarchal, settler-colonial experiment.
You feel yourself shrinking, small, disappearing? Relative to what?
Are you suffering from imposter syndrome?
Who are you pretending NOT to be, and for whose benefit?
Socially constructed norms are running counter-intuitive to the Divine essence of your humanity, limiting your ability to experience your own greatness.
It is exhausting to squish yourself into the shape of a checkbox for the sake of approval, perceived value, love, comfort, acceptance or belonging. Which is why you are feeling called to do some form of breaking.
Whether you are breaking up, apart, away, out, open, or even down - it is all happening in order for you to BREAKTHROUGH!
When we contort ourSelves in these unnatural ways, a great misalignment with our Soulās Purpose causes distortions in every aspect of our existence. Our energetic pathways become blocked and things like money, knowledge, ideas, inspiration, excitement, and desire are unable to flow into our lives with the abundance we so wearily manifest.
Our dutiful commitment to assigned societal roles can cause us to internalize these distortions as personal inadequacies or things that we have to do, fix, hide, prove, or protect with little regard for how it FEELS to ignore your own NEEDS day in, day out.
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āOur feelings are our most genuine paths to knowledge. They're not paths to knowledge about the physical reality, but paths to knowledge about ourselves ā spiritual knowledge ā which is true knowledge.ā
- Audre Lorde
It is difficult to know what you need unless you first explore how you feel. We often confuse our feelings with judgements, accusations or thoughts.
Expanding your emotional vocabulary and exploring where they show up in and around your body can unlock wisdom and clarity that allows you to articulate your needs clearly and confidently.
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You have needs. Some of these needs are met and others go unmet. We are socialized to prioritize the needs of others and to diminish or ignore our own needs so as not to appear āneedy.ā
We develop coping skills and strategies to meet these needs in ways that can be seen as subversive, manipulative, or harmful. This causes suffering for ourselves and our loved ones.
I can teach you how to identify, articulate, and set goals that are aligned with your Needs & Values. Giving you back time, energy, resources and rituals to celebrate yourSelf!
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The drive to acquire and achieve with a deep sense of urgency is a characteristic of white supremacy ideology.
You do not have to scale Maslowās hierarchy in order to experience a life of freedom, morality, creativity, spontaneity, solutions and acceptance.
Who would you BE without your struggle and limiting beliefs?
“Ebony radiates brilliance, confidence and love. She holds space so graciously and weaves in many ways of knowing. Her coaching invited me to step into my purpose. I am letting go of narratives and behaviors that no longer serve me. I now see myself in a different light and Iām in tune with my intuition. As Iāve made difficult decisions and taken action Iāve leaned into values of integrity, joy, and play. I have also been able to celebrate and laugh along the way! Iām so grateful for Ebony for believing in me and creating a space for transformation. ”
āThe function of freedom is to free someone else, and if you are no longer wracked or in bondage to a person or way of life, tell your story. Risk freeing someone else.ā
ā Toni Morrison
A little bit of tea about meā¦
I started working when I was 15 years old so that I could afford the things that were outside of the scope of essentials my parents provided. This included: Burger King breakfast croissants, Nikeās, airbrushed acrylic nails, and my pager bill.
I wanted so desperately to be GROWN! I thought that it would be so cool when I no longer had to hide my beeper from my Mom or ask for supplemental support when my part-time minimum wage check would not cover the spread of a fresh pair of Air Max and bus fare. Little did I know, the bills and everything else would all be coming in my name the summer I graduated from high school. My obstinate defiant 17 year old self was embattled with my parents on a āYou think you grown, so go be grownā showdown that nobody expected to last. Oh, hunny it lasted.
Fueled by fear, angst, hurt, defiance, willful ignorance and youth (and covered by the ancestors) - I survived. I figured shit out. I excelled in entry level jobs and figured out how to navigate systems, management, and salaries. I worked really hard and hustled as a performance artist, bartender, and corporate sales girlie for the 99s and 00s. I made HUGE mistakes learning to navigate adulthood with no guidance and very little help. Did I mention I was stubborn?
I did ALL the things. So what if I did them blindfolded, hands tied, walking backwards in high-heeled flip flops? I DID IT! I excelled in every position and was quickly promoted just before being hurled into the glass ceiling. While I set myself apart from colleagues because my age, tenacious drive, and confidence, I did not have a strategy for organizing against racist and sexist policies in the workplace. Being āthe onlyā set me up for isolation, microaggressions, insecurities, and the weight of heavy emotional armor. I tried and failed repeatedly in an effort to experience myself as enough, with little attention paid to the emptiness inside. Over time, I became a stranger to mySelf.
You fake it till you make it long enough, you lose the ability to discern what is real.
I had been called intimidating, aggressive, angry, difficult, and strong so much that I began to believe it. Every action and interaction became an attempt to prove, protect, defend, or hide mySelf from judgement and abandonment. When any of those parts are present, authenticity is nowhere to be found. Twenty years had passed and I was still that stubborn 17 year old girl, refusing to go back home, judging myself for existing and abandoning the part of me that needed more time to heal, grow, and be loved. Love was always the answer.
“Our feelings are our most genuine paths to knowledge. Theyāre not paths to knowledge about the physical reality, but paths to knowledge about ourselves ā spiritual knowledge ā which is true knowledge.”
āThe white fathers told us, āI think, therefore I am.ā The Black mother within each of us, the poet, whispers in our dreams: āI feel, therefore I can be free.āā
ā Audre Lorde
Not quite ready to Zoom about it? I get that, we just met!
Hereās a freebie to help you assess how you see YourSelf. After all, what is measured gets improved.
Take a moment to assess how āfull outā youāre living with the 8 Cās of SELF worksheet. Rate your sense of Self in each of the categories before connecting the dots. Notice what takes shape inside the circle. What characteristics feel most energized? Where do you feel that energy in or around your body? Are you curious?
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