Hey Daughter, is A healing hub for women in need of emotional, mental and spiritual CPR.

I’m humbled that you’re here. 

You’ve likely found this site because you’re in what feels like an insurmountable amount of pain, emotionally, physically, or spiritually. 

Or, possibly you’ve skid into a crossroad, unsure of how to proceed, feeling unfulfilled, stuck, lost. Confused?

Or, maybe you’re experiencing some sort of inner rumbling in your life, that you can’t explain. There’s this bottomless hole, inextinguishable thirst, insatiable hunger… 

For… something… New?

I may not know exactly what you’re going through right now, but I can imagine. 


Rashida B. Hey, Daughter! Founder. dream awakener. shame slayer. sister cojourner. serialpreneuer


That wilderness stage, where you’re no longer who you used to be (forever changed by what you’ve been through), yet feeling like you’re not (worthy of) who God’s called you to be.

You’re wondering who you are and what to do next?

Are you your failures, sadness, anxiousness, unforgiveness, bitterness? 

Are you so damaged by the things you’ve done, and that have been done to you that you’re no longer worthy of love, joy, abundance? 

Will you forever be defined by your past? Are you too old? Too late? How will people respond to the new… the REAL you?


I wrestled with all of those questions after a near nervous breakdown, where my only goal each day for over a year was literally staying alive. Woke up. Check. Going to bed. Check, check. 


Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. - 2 Corinthians 1:4-5



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Who are you when, for so long you've allowed yourself to be defined by what you do, where you go, who you know, how much you make, where you live, what you drive… 

How creative you are, how smart, how attractive, how great of a mom, wife, friend, sister, aunt… how strong, resilient, upright…  _______________ (insert your thing) you are, then suddenly for whatever reasons you’re suddenly none of those things? 

Do you succumb to a new label slapped on you by the medical community? Are you now your anxiety, depression, or ADHD?

Are you now to be known as someone who requires meds and therapy  to do what others seem to be doing with ease?

Are you no longer a believer? Because... depression and anxiety are characteristics of the antichrist. Right?



While imprisoned by the Nazis Deitrich Bonhoeffer, a German pastor wrote a poem entitled, “Who Am I?” In which he writes: 

Who am I? Am I only what I myself know of myself? Restless and longing and sick, like a bird in a cage,
Struggling for breath, as though hands were compressing my throat, Yearning for colors, for flowers, for the voices of birds, Thirsting for words of kindness, for neighborliness, Tossing in expectations of great events, Powerlessly trembling for friends at an infinite distance, Weary and empty at praying, at thinking, at making, Faint, and ready to say farewell to it all.
— "Who Am I?" - Pastor Deitrich Bonhoeffer

Everyone else thought of Bonhoeffer as this strong, impenetrable tower of faith and strength, in spite of his circumstances. 

So who was he? Was he who he felt on the inside? Or, what others imagined him to be?

He wondered the same.

Who am I? This or the Other? Am I one person today and tomorrow another? Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others, And before myself a contemptible woebegone weakling? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine.
— "Who Am I? - Pastor Deitrich Bonhoeffer

I’ve never related to a written work (outside of the Bible) so deeply as I have this poem. This very last line stole my breath away. 



Isn't that the most beautiful, and luxurious way to be? We're none of the things that others may think we are. We're not our successes. Nor, are we our failures. Past, present, or future. We're God's. Just like Deitrich Bonhoeffer, sisterfriend... no matter what we’ve been through, what we may still be going through We’re His. We’re daughters of the One true god. We’re heiresses to a promise, hope, and future. 


Psalm 139:5-6, reads:  "You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain."

Sis! If you can just for a second wrap your head around a few truths from the passage above. God is relentless in His pursuit of you. God wants to, and will cause everything to work out for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose.(Romans 8:28) He sees you (Genesis 16:13). He hears you (Psalm 34:15). That He loves you (John 3:16).

He's the only One that can restore, redeem, strengthen, heal, and mend our broken, doubting and wounded hearts.

He’s ready to do a new thing in you today. Our God is such a grace-giving Father that He can right here in the middle of your wilderness fulfill His purpose in you. Comfort you with His presence and provide for you. 

Your story is not one of pain and suffering. Abuse and abandonment. Disappointment and distrust. It’s a redeeming story of God.  He who begun a good work on you will carry it on to completion (Philippians 1:6). If you just concede, handover the journey to Him. You never have to worry, He will never leave or forsake you (Hebrews 13:5).  And, if you desire I and a community of sisterfriends would be honored to be your cojourners in Christ on this crazy wonderful journey.





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