Latasha Ferguson

Dear future, here she comes👩🏾‍🎓✨…Three graduations later, and I’m still a puddle every time. 😭

Special bonus: Lamar was able to be on stage to hand Mya her diploma—such a special moment 🥹.

One more to go. 🎉 I’m so grateful. God is good. 🙏🏾

Hello summer hair ☀️😍 a new cut was way overdue and Aida did her thing 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾.

The before and after is proof that this refresh was way overdue 😅🫣

This is your sign to stop putting off the one thing you’ve been wanting to do for yourself because you’ve been doing all the things for everyone else. 🤎

The doors that closed may have saved me.

So many stories I could share of doors closing that broke my heart. I thought it was because I had failed. Now I see that my inability to set boundaries would have did me all the way in and everything and everyone around me would have been impacted.

I’m naturally a giver…a helper, a strong advocate, strategic problem solver, and lover of people. This has worked in my favor and so many ways but it’s also been my Achilles heel.

Now, I know that.

I’ve learned not to shame myself because of it. Instead, acknowledge it and then strengthen my ability to set boundaries unapologetically. Surround myself with people who will respect them and hold me accountable for setting them.

I didn’t see the full picture then but now I do. And I’m so grateful I let those doors shut and didn’t allow myself to be torn down while trying to prop them open with my foot.

The doors that closed may have saved me.

So many stories I could share of doors closing that broke my heart. I thought it was because I had failed. Now I see that my inability to set boundaries would have did me all the way in and everything and everyone around me would have been impacted.

I’m naturally a giver…a helper, a strong advocate, strategic problem solver, and lover of people. This has worked in my favor and so many ways but it’s also been my Achilles heel.

Now, I know that.

I’ve learned not to shame myself because of it. Instead, acknowledge it and then strengthen my ability to set boundaries unapologetically. Surround myself with people who will respect them and hold me accountable for setting them.

I didn't see the full picture then but now I do. And I'm so grateful I let those doors shut and didn't allow myself to be torn down while trying to prop them open with my foot.

Do it for her. Keep going for her.

You’ve been quitting on the small things because you cannot see the results yet. I get it. In a world that praises fast results, the small steps may feel pointless.

Your 70-year-old self is being built right now…little by little in the ordinary, in the quiet, and in the choices nobody sees. It all matters. All of it is moving the needle.

Rooting for you 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 Don’t wait for Monday or a new month. What small step can you continue today?

All the late nights, extra effort, going above and beyond until above and beyond became our baseline. None of it moved the needle.

The decision was never about our performance. It was about their perception.

We cannot work our way out of someone else’s bias (read that again).

So we shift from asking how do I prove myself here and we start asking why are we still trying to?

I have learned that when we stop performing for people who were never going to applaud, we finally have the energy to build something that was always ours to build.

I used to think losing the passion meant something was wrong with me. So I’d recommit. Push harder. Remind myself why I started.

What if the drift was actually the direction?

There’s a difference between resistance and release.

Your spirit can leave before your schedule does.

If you’re waiting for it to be perfect, you might be delaying the very thing that could impact someone else.

Start where you are.

Keep the main thing the main thing, not the numbers, the aesthetics, or the pressure.

Focus on the impact.

What is something that almost kept you from starting that we do not talk about enough?

From the beginning, God made it very clear to me that this was not mine to carry alone. This was always meant to be a table.

It was meant to be a place where brilliant women come together to build, to serve, and to create spaces where Black women can be seen, supported, and able to exhale.

He exceeded my expectations. He didn’t just give me a vision. He sent the women to help bring it to life.

This team showed up with care, intention, and excellence in every detail. You can feel it in what we created.

Mahogany Table exists because of community, not one person.

To my team, thank you for serving with excellence and heart. You helped create a space where women could breathe again.

And to my girls, Glenda and Keisha, you have been there from the very beginning. You were among the first to hear what God placed on my heart, and you chose to listen, pray, and support before there was a clear plan.

Thank you for seeing the vision early and choosing to walk with me as it came to life. This is what it looks like when women build something together. 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

We’re still sitting with what happened in this room.

Over 50 Black women walked in carrying so much: responsibility, questions, weariness, and hope.

And for a few hours, we laid it down.

We told the truth about our lives.
We laughed in ways that felt like release.
We created space to breathe again.

No pressure to perform. No need to prove.

Just women… being.

This is why Mahogany Table exists. Too often, we are everything for everyone else and rarely given space to just be for ourselves.

Yesterday, we changed that and I don’t take a single moment of it lightly.

Thank you for trusting this space. Thank you for showing up fully.

If you were there, you felt it. If you missed it… we’re not done.

There’s more to share from this space, but for now, we’re still taking it all in.🤎