How do Black families protect their lineage, health, and spiritual integrity in a wellness economy built on extraction, deception, and cultural theft — and what does it mean to name harm plainly in a world that markets danger as “community”?
I write this as a Black woman shaped by:
Hoodoo cosmology and ancestral herbalism
Yoruba understandings of àṣẹ, lineage, and embodied truth
Black feminist health scholarship
Lived experience navigating wellness scams, MLM traps, and predatory health storefronts
A mother raising children with clarity, not confusion
My authority is embodied, ancestral, and academically grounded. I know what it means to smell a lie before it speaks. I know what it means to protect my people from harm, even when it’s dressed up as healing.
This story is not about shaming individuals who join wellness programs or MLMs. It is about:
