I no longer wish to be called by my birth name because, consciously, choosing to move on to a name that I’ve chosen for myself, symbolically gives me my power or pen back, allowing me to finally write my own story.

My birth name reminds me of a dark chapter I experienced in the past, including the punishment that was imposed upon me by those who didn’t want me to speak up against the injustice and pain I experienced during such chapter.

Hearing the name Raven now feels so organic to me, it is like listening to a sweet and tender melody that speaks intimately to my essence. I even recognize the name in my dreams, making it even more special.

I don’t deny the version of myself that bears the birth name for everything experienced is transmuted into strength and wisdom, but I am definitely ready to embrace a more evolved, and unapologetically authentic version of myself in this present moment in time.