I was born a butterfly. My mom calls me Wandering Wendi. I call myself #WorldWideWen. I was bitten by the traveling bug en route from NJ to Disneyland at seven years old. I wore my shiny wing pin with pride that day and vowed to travel the globe when I grew up.
Peep the flight pin!
My sister Aimee and I on our first plane ride from New Jersey to Los Angeles, 1977.
Who in the World is...
I’ve been wandering all of my life. In the early '90s, I was a roadie on a Viacom-produced college fitness tour across the US and on the beaches during the spring break season. I also hosted events for the passengers on a Caribbean cruise ship. In 2017, I left corporate America to explore my dream of entrepreneurship and focus on my mental, spiritual, and emotional well-being. During that time, I became a certified Integrative Nutrition Health Coach, started a health coaching business, and wrote an interactive memoir about my health, travels, and personal evolution.
...but the BEST IS YET TO COME!
World Wide Wen
Arusha,Tanzania, October, 2022
I’m cooking up something cool for 2024. Think exotic beaches and locations, special milestones, D9 line anniversaries, etc. I gotch’oo! But, until then...this site showcases my passion for travel to study the cultures, health and wellness, foods, and spiritual systems of the world, amplifying the African diaspora. Below are excerpts of my writings during my travels.
Oh, the places we will go!
CAMEROON, WEST AFRICA
re-connecting with my ancestral grandmother
Being forced to leave the shores of her Cameroonian home forever, I reflected on what my ancestral grandmother’s experience may have been, as I sat near the ocean on that cloudy, humid, windy day. The water and foam were gliding along the sand within inches of my shoes. With a piece of rock, I wrote, "Tisha, Wendi, Kora, and Goyzam was here," and added the Ankh representing everlasting life. I also filled a small bag of that black, silky sand to take home to place on my Ancestral altar. Now, I felt connected enough to my maternal, ancestral grandmother also to ask her guidance on issues that were important to me.
While floating down the Nile River, one beautiful African evening, I became still and present, noticing how full and striking the moon looked. I took a deep inhale of the Nubian air, and listened to the water crash against the tender. I felt the mist of the water splash on my face and the salty taste of my tears mixed with the Nile River water on my lips. I felt peaceful, hopeful, prayerful, and protected. Most of all, I felt grateful to know that I was the co-creator of my life, along with The Creator, and once given a vision; it was my job to take it to the next level. Floating down the Nile River that day just made it clearer that I was on the right path.
The Revolution Within
I visited Havana, Cuba to study yoga and the dances of the Orisha. Additionally, I was there to visit the Orisha Museum in Regla in Colonial Habana and to learn more about Castro’s revolt in January of 1959. How synchronistic was that? I’d just begun studying revolutions, and Cuba was one of the most well-known countries for its revolution. As a result of my Kemetamorphosis experience, I had a fire in my belly. I was preparing myself for the most earth-shattering experience ever, an internal revolution of self-reflection, and ultimately self-love. I knew this work started in the mirror. I decided to become intentional about the energy I exuded. I had to become more deliberate about bringing clarity, peace, and love, to any given situation. My only two choices were love or fear. I was choosing love – radical self-love.
Tears + Sticky Rice: A Reflection
My Airbnb host, Anne, was welcoming and treated me like family. We stayed up late each night, chatting like old friends. We discussed Thai and Western culture, my black skin and loc'd hair (inevitable), boys (inevitable), politics, and living our passion. An accomplished fashion designer of clothing and interiors, she taught at the local university. Her mother even prepared banana leaf and sticky rice breakfast for me and offered advice to ensure my safety as I trekked out each day!" In my attempt to remain present and in the moment, I found myself getting a bit teary-eyed. I was very thankful to The Creator for allowing me to manifest such a wonderful trip and cool hostess with the mostest.
Eat. Pray. Heal.
In 2017, I took a solo trip throughout South East Asia to begin to heal my mind, body, and spirit. Travel reminds me that Ican create the life I want. Once I became more in tune with my own heart and desires AND allowed myself the opportunity to dream big dreams; things started to come together. I can’t wait to see what amazement awaits me on the next stop on the journey #FromJerZtoMe!
I CLAIMED MY BIRTHRIGHT!
On April 29, 2021, in State House, Freetown, I and 59 other African Americans received my citizenship to Sierra Leone. The highlight was being welcomed by my "Temne" tribe and given the name "Rukoh," which means leader of the people, during an emotional naming ceremony attended by the entire village.
What was intended to be my 52nd birthday gift to me began as a painful period in my life.With support from my fellow travelers, I changed my mindset and embarked on what became a pivotal point in my elevation and evolution!
READ ALL ABOUT IT!
OVERVIEW: After my false arrest in New Jersey,I take you on my worldwide adventure to explore many of these life-changing and exotic destinations and eventually find myself.
It's a toolkit complete with an interactive workbook, journaling prompts, self-discovery exercises, mantras, and a resource guide to support you in creating the life you desire, all while becoming more connected to YOUR own divinity.