Welcome
Hi, I’m Hope Venetta, LCMHC, NCC. Welcome to my blog—a compassionate and insightful space on the internet crafted with a passion for empowering individuals and families. Here, we delve into the world of mental health, family relationships, Black history and the profound impact of systemic racism, the healing power of Christ, and at times, the intriguing connections between mental health, popular culture, and current events.
I’m also the author of At Mama Feely’s Feet: Trauma, Truth, and the Journey Back to Ourselves, a forthcoming book that blends personal narrative, historical insight, and therapeutic wisdom to help Black Christian women heal from intergenerational trauma and reclaim their identity. It’s now available for preorder on Amazon here. I invite you to join me on this healing journey—because your story, like mine, is worth reclaiming.
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Advent Love Shows Up, Even In The Mess
In my work as a therapist, I often hear some version of this belief: that we have to be more together before we can be met by God. Calmer. Clearer. Less messy. More regulated. As if love arrives only after we’ve cleaned ourselves up emotionally or spiritually. But...
Mentorship as a Way of Life
We often talk about legacy like it’s only passed through bloodlines and last names. Like the only way to leave a mark is through children who look like us, or family trees we can trace with ease. But the truth?Legacy is bigger than biology. There are people walking...
Healing is a Journey, Not a Destination.
Some days, healing feels like a gentle sunrise — warm, steady, full of quiet promise. Other days, it feels like you’re walking through mud, carrying a heart that’s heavier than it was yesterday. And that’s okay. Healing was never meant to be a straight line. It was...
Rewriting the Story
Sometimes we move through life carrying stories we never consciously chose. They come from our families, our churches, our culture, and the quiet expectations placed on us as Black women. We watch the women before us hold everything together, rarely rest, and push...
Trusting Yourself
There comes a point in every journey — whether you’re building a business, healing old wounds, or simply trying to show up fully in your life — when you realize the next step isn’t in a podcast, or a book, or a coach’s formula. It’s in you. So many of us were trained,...
In Christ, We Are Not Rootless
A few years ago, I found out my husband can trace his lineage back to 1650. His family’s roots reach deep into the soil of Collelongo, a mountain village in southern Italy. There are records, names, and stories of his people. When he was a kid growing up in a small...
At Mama Feely’s Feet is officially available!
For the woman who’s tired but still pushing.Who’s faithful but still wrestling.Who’s accomplished so much but still feels like something’s missing.I wrote it because oppression was never our full story.Because what the world calls “disorder” is often a perfectly...
When the Big House Burns: Trauma, Memory, and the Body’s Quiet Reckoning
The recent fire that destroyed the Nottoway Plantation mansion—the largest antebellum “Big House” in the South—sparked waves of reaction online. Some mourned the historic loss. Others celebrated the symbolic destruction of a monument to enslavement.But as a Black...
5 years. 1 story. A hundred prayers.
That’s what it took to write At Mama Feely’s Feet: Trauma, Truth, and the Journey Back to Ourselves.This wasn’t just a writing project. It was a pilgrimage.A reckoning with history.A wrestling with memory.A sacred conversation with God, my ancestors, and the parts of...
If tacos can fall apart and still be amazing, then so can you
I saw this meme the other day, and I agree, but it's missing something.Because yes—falling apart doesn’t mean we’re broken beyond repair. Sometimes, it’s precisely what we need for healing to begin.But here’s what the meme doesn't say: tacos have a plate. If not a...