For the first 12 years of my life in Trinidad, my name—Lois—was pronounced like it rhymed with -choice-. That sound, that identity, felt like home. When I moved to the U.S., I naturally adapted to the American pronunciation to do all I could to fit in.
And for decades, I answered to that version without question… until I turned 50. Something about stepping into this new decade lit a spark in me—a desire to return to the truest version of myself.
So, I took my pronunciation back.
Now when I introduce myself, I say Lewis—the Trinidad way. It feels like reclaiming a piece of my soul.
Don’t worry, I still answer to both! But honoring the name of my childhood reminds me daily of where I came from, who I am becoming, and how boldly I am choosing to live.
The Master Key Experience (MKE) has encouraged me to step back into authenticity—and even something as simple as a name can be a powerful declarations.
The gold is showing
How beautiful and courageous! Reclaiming your name in this way feels like truly coming home. Your inner radiance has fully awakened again!🌟
This resonates deeply. There’s something about that milestone age that compels us to shed the adaptations we made to fit in and embrace what truly fits us. Reclaiming “Lewis” is such a beautiful, tangible symbol of that journey. It’s more than a pronunciation; it’s a compass pointing you back to your truest north. So moved by your courage and clarity.
This blog makes me smile!! For one, Thank you for correcting us, for not pronouncing it correctly, but mostly for you embracing your childhood so freely, and deeply. Mahalo
Super! I love that your identity, your culture and heritage, your name and how it is pronounced – are now all in harmony!