Things to do. Places to go. People to see but ... Have to admit my mind and body are so ready for the holiday break, the time of year where I take THREE FULL WEEKS OFF to recharge, to reset, to dream and to give thanks. No emails are answered. No videos are shot. Not even one toe steps foot into my office during that time. Takes about 7 days before my body relaxes. Another 7 is pure recharge. And the final 7 is the excitement of soon being able to return to the work I love. Because even living your dream daily can be exhausting. So whether you take a break or not, my speaker friend, I pray you know what YOU need and I pray that is exactly what you do. Love you! Sandi

This reel captures one of the most vulnerable moments of my DEBx talk the moment I told the truth many people hide: “There was a season when my own mind became the very place I was trying to escape.” I didn’t share it for attention. I shared it because too many people walk around smiling… while quietly battling thoughts no one knows about. In my talk, I took people back to the beginning the cardboard basement in Brooklyn, the mental battles, the identity I had to rebuild piece by piece, and the silent fear of disappearing without anyone noticing. But I also showed the other side how God met me in that basement, how sticky notes became survival, how purpose started whispering before I ever believed in myself, and how that moment turned into a mission to help others break free. Partnering with DEBx &Amplified Voices on mental-health awareness made this bigger than motivation this is about healing, hope, and reminding someone that their story is not finished. And this reel? This is only Part 1. The beginning of a series that will uncover the journey from the basement, to the battles, to the breakthrough. If you’re fighting silently, I made this for you. 🎥 Watch Part 1. Share it forward. And stay tuned… Part 2 is coming.

Today, I’m pausing to reflect on God’s goodness… not just for what I have, but for everything He’s brought me through. From the cold basement floor… to the sticky notes that rebuilt my identity… to standing on stages and touching lives around the country… I’m reminded that gratitude is more than a feeling it’s a perspective that turns struggle into strength and pain into purpose. I’m thankful for my family, my friends, every door that opened, and even the ones that didn’t… because they all shaped the man I’m becoming. And I’m thankful for YOU everyone who has supported, encouraged, prayed, shared, or simply believed in the message God trusted me with. May your home be filled with peace, joy, and moments that matter. Happy Thanksgiving. Keep growing, keep believing, keep rising. 🧡🍂

I’m coming for everything they said I didn’t have… and more. And to every speaker out there who’s still grinding in the dark, still practicing in empty rooms, still fighting doubt while chasing the dream: Don’t stop. Your voice is needed. Your story is somebody’s breakthrough. Your message is bigger than the fear trying to silence you. The stages you dream of aren’t far away, they’re waiting for the version of you who refuses to quit. So keep sharpening. Keep speaking. Keep showing up even when nobody is clapping yet. 2026 is the year we step into everything they said we couldn’t become. Let’s rise. 🎤🔥

As I was standing backstage, just seconds before they called my name… One of the staff members Backstage walked up to me and said: “I invited my husband and his brother tonight. They’re both immigrants… and I want them to hear your story. I want your message to inspire them.” In that moment, I froze for a second. Not from fear but from the realization of why God walked me through everything He did. The basement. The cardboard floor. The nights I questioned my worth. The battles nobody saw. He didn’t let it break me. He built me through it… so I could one day speak from it and help someone else walk out of their own darkness. That’s when it hit me: This calling is bigger than me. This assignment is bigger than applause. Bigger than a stage. Bigger than a moment. Someone needed to hear my story. And someone still does. I’m just getting started. And by God’s grace, we’re going to help countless people rise stronger than where they started. This is only the beginning.