About
Meet Staceyann Stephanie
Growing up in Brooklyn, NY, I was fortunate to be raised by family who instilled in me values of hard work, integrity, dedication and determination. My parents who immigrated from Trinidad & Tobago, taught me to never give up on my dreams and to always strive for greatness. Their guidance and support have been instrumental in shaping who I am today.
As a woman of God, mother, entrepreneur, mentor, leader, and now published author, I am passionate about inspiring, elevating, and supporting women from all walks of life.
Through the word of God, transparency, encouragement, and sharing my life's experiences, I aim to empower women to reach their full potential and live their best lives. Join me on this journey of growth and transformation.
I FELT LIKE MY VOICE WAS STOLEN
Losing your voice can be a disorienting experience, leaving you feeling disconnected from yourself and those around you. But remember, your voice is not just the sound that comes out of your mouth. It's also the thoughts and feelings that you express through your actions and interactions with others. Take some time to reflect on what matters most to you and ways to express yourself in a way that feels authentic and true to who you are.
"Through surrendering it all to God and Opening Up My Own Mail,
Surrender became Satisfying."
~ Staceyann Stephanie ~
HER STORY
The Mail
As a young adult (18 - 25), I went through some of the most traumatic and heartbreaking experiences in my life. I endured a miscarriage, a stillbirth, the loss of loved ones, betrayal and deceit by some of the closest people in my life at that time. To me, I felt like my voice was stolen, and all I had was pain.
Imagine being 21, elated about being pregnant; this time, you finally made it to that milestone 3rd trimester mark! after suffering through two previous losses, and the last one was so late in the 2nd trimester that you delivered a still born, which caused you to be mute for about 30 days. This time, you are being super careful, you took leave from work and are following the Dr's order of bed rest. You begin planning your baby shower, and start dwindling down the list of guests and godparents, and out of a strange response, you learned that betrayal had taken place. Talk about devastation. I was distraught!! I was embarrassed, and it felt like my world was shattered. I wanted to fight and I wanted revenge. I walked around with a vindictive spirit. My desire was for them to feel the pain that I felt. I was mix bag of negative emotions that was really hard to shake. It was overwhelming!
If I had to pinpoint a time when I began having trust issues, this would have to be it!
The Cover-Up
I had to be strategic, and I had to keep it balanced because I didn’t want to do anything that would cause any discomfort for the child that was growing inside of me. I tried to ease the pain through journaling, talking to friends and family, but nothing seemed to work. Joy came once my son was born, I poured all of what I had in him thinking that all else would fall into place. I, was sadly mistaken! What I didn’t understand at the time is once you have been betrayed in a relationship that bruise does not just magically go away. I was bandaid’ing, I didn’t clean the wound, I used no antiseptic, I didn’t even use soap and water, just the tape. I was searching for a release, I was looking for a healing outlet that I couldn’t seem to find in any of the resources that I used. Being around friends didn’t work, talking to my family didn’t work, drinking and smoking didn’t work; as much as I loved caribbean music and dancing that did not work! All of the above were just pacifying agents. The fact of the matter is, I was using the wrong resources. I used people, places and things instead of using “The Source”.
THE TRANSITION
Growing up I had influences of God in my life throughout my family, However, I think I always assumed that I had a relationship with God because of them. I would listen to the regular conversations that my parents would have about the word and spirituality. I witnessed the prayer life of my mom, my maternal grandmother and my paternal grandparents (my dad is a PK), but what I didn’t realize is that a relationship with God is individual, it's unique and it's personal.
One day, I turned on The WORD Network, and IYKYK! I would listen in the morning before work, and at night before going to bed and it did something to me, it sparked an interest that I wanted more of. In wanting more, I seeked God, I started attending a popular church in Brooklyn by myself and I expected something to happen. Unbeknownst to me, this was the beginning of me “
Opening Up The Mail”.
Beauty for Ashes
This is a phrase commonly used from Isaiah 61:3, which says to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of despair.
SORT TO DELIVERY
At my local post office, God was the Postmaster General (PMG), “Head Mailer in Charge” as the PMG, he managed and directed my day to day operations, in doing so, he guided me through and to that designated sorting area to clear the mail out. God separated the junk mail (unforegiveness, vindictiveness, hurt, and pain) that kept me hostage, those mails held no future relevance in my life purpose. I felt lighter, it felt like weights were being lifted off of my shoulders, because my mail bag was being unloaded.
As the mail was being returned to sender, my personal prayer life increased, which allowed a two way conversation to ensue. As that started to grow, my discernment (which I didn't know at the time) began to increase, it felt like an internal RESETT without me even thinking about it. My mind began to change, and I just looked at things differently. I was beginning to trust in something and someone that I could not physically touch.
There was a peace that came along with it, and with that peace came forgiveness. Learning to forgive was not an overnight accomplishment, but as they say, time heals all wounds. Spending the time with God surely expedited that. As I spent time with God, listening to his word, and having those mirror moments, I realized that God forgave me, He gave me mercy and grace for a multitude of sins and errors of my ways, so it was only right for me to do the same thing.
Are you ready to Open Up The Mail? You should be, it was the greatest thing that happened to me.
Now! I am a dynamic disciple reverencing God with my gifts to build up His Kingdom.
In 2023, I became a Self-Published author of the book “Opening Up The Mail, a Devotional on Building Your Relationship with God Through Worship & Prayer” This devotional is about the importance of transparency with oneself, by getting rid of unopened mail ( e.g., pain , disappointments, and unforgiveness) which weighs us down and holds us back from reaching God’s highest potential for our lives.
"We have to THINK DIFFERENT, because mindset separates the best from the rest"
-Staceyann Stephanie
WHAT SHE LIKES
There may be no better way to communicate who I am and SOME of what I like.
Then through images.
