Chonteau McElvin

Chonteau McElvin In service to the ancientness and the remembrance. I am permission for feeling deeply and openly.

Photo dump from a day that says I don’t have prove a damn thing. Remembering how to relax when I don’t know what’s next....
01/07/2026

Photo dump from a day that says I don’t have prove a damn thing.

Remembering how to relax when I don’t know what’s next.

When tomorrow’s vision is not what keeps me joyful today.

View from a the garden room…It’s tea companion day: creating, packaging boxing and sending.
01/06/2026

View from a the garden room…

It’s tea companion day: creating, packaging boxing and sending.

Anger is not my emotion of choice. But today I leveled up. I let myself be witness in my raw rage And I survived…Rage is...
01/05/2026

Anger is not my emotion of choice.

But today I leveled up. I let myself be witness in my raw rage

And I survived…

Rage is a stage I must stand on

For someone who has pretended gangsta, to actually feeling my fire I’d say today was a day for the books.

01/02/2026

I learned from my dad how to make bean soups and stews without meat. After mom died and some years later dad perfected non-meat pots of beans.

It was revolutionary actually, for us anyway.

He introduced me to the versatility of herbs and spices as main ingredients, which created layers of flavors.

He would make a big pot of legumes every week and freeze it in portion size servings.

Reheating these frozen hand made lentils got me thinking of dad in the kitchen. His engineer mind going to work creating recipes from formulas and flowcharts.

Brings a smile to my face to carry on this legacy.

It’s a lineage that centers carrying for yourself through creativity and simplicity.

Will be Catering an event tomorrow~ making a veggie legume stew.

About to start creating in the kitchen and can feel dad right beside me with his flowcharts & formulas…

Ok dad, let’s have fun

It’s an interesting phenomenon, this New Year thing.The celebrations, the traditions, the daze we as a culture are under...
01/02/2026

It’s an interesting phenomenon, this New Year thing.
The celebrations, the traditions, the daze we as a culture are under when it comes to the “holiday” season. My dad would say, “When the herd is going that way, I go in the other direction.” Pretty much, that was his life’s philosophy and well, I am my father’s daughter.

Hate to break it to you buuuuuuut… nothing new starts in the dead of winter. We still have at least two new moons before entering early spring.

Calm down, nobody’s saying you can’t celebrate the Gregorian New Year; there’s no need to be so binary. I am proposing leaning in closer to our original timekeeper, our planetary cycles.

Consider what plugging into man-made timekeeping only, and I stress only, has given us. Folks may not know that most, if not all, of our “significant dates” were created. For what, you might ask? Dissonance. At least that’s how I see it.

Any system that pulls me away from nature must have been created to sow seeds of continuous confusion.

Do I love bucking the system? Well yes, actually, but not through resistance; with flow. I have learned I don’t have to be radically against something to flow with something else. Did you notice I didn’t say, “something better.”

While I hold value and can feel the wisdom in the turning of numbers, 2025 to 2026, the cosmology of numerals is a profound science. It is one thread of the sacred web. I choose to remember other strands and flow in those directions as well, letting my body reveal the full truth of my present moment.

So happy 2026 deep winter soul-tending, sitting with your soon-to-be-planted spring seeds and choosing to start newness at the pace that calls you. whew!!

Truly…may whatever you are leaning into be exactly what has called you and not what the herd pushed you toward.

12/29/2025

Today was a quiet day. Family and friends hit the road and the house felt a bit empty.

In years past I would spend days planning my what’s next. Now that my bornday has past I would dig into the years goals~ dividing my life into sectionals

Examining each one and teasing out my affirmations

It was a form of control a way to not face the uncertainty of the future.

I am being held by a rewoven structure. I no longer require strategies to ensure outcomes.

Today the Jamaican blue vervain was ready. It’s been drying for a month. The seeds are tucked in the stalk and were ready to be released. The leaves are crisp and asking to be shared in community.

This is how seeding occurs now. I no longer need to name the seed. Having the capacity to be in the formless while is becomes is a life in a new light.

Reflecting on my journey with Ujima this year. Feeling into all the relationships, connections, collaborations and commu...
12/28/2025

Reflecting on my journey with Ujima this year.

Feeling into all the relationships, connections, collaborations and communities I have been a traveled with.

Feeling into where I have been supported~ where I have supported

Feeling into the conversations around community projects, creating new systems of care

None has been carried alone. Change has been the byproduct of cultivating relationships.

While within those relationships collaboration and conspiring unfolded

That’s what collective work and responsibility means to me.

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