Category: Coffee Chronicles
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A Taste of Flava|The World Keeps Moving
Some mornings we wake up hurting. The hips ache. The hands ache. The sleep wasn’t great. But outside the window, life keeps moving. The birds still sing. The squirrels still run. The wind still blows. And the sun still finds its way through the clouds. This morning from my tower, the wildlife reminded me that…
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Coffee With Flava| My Morning
Some mornings are not about rushing. They are about:☀️ room temperature water☕ protein coffee with soy milk🌲 birds filling the cedar tree✈️ planes gliding toward SeaTac🐦 Poe cawing somewhere in the distance🐿️ Chip running the neighborhood wires🐈 Musty supervising tower operations This morning reminded me that healing sometimes looks simple:moving slower,feeding your body,taking your meds,watching…
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ATasteOfFlava|Thursday Vibes
Some mornings don’t need big plans or deep conversations. Just a quiet tower… cool air… cats at the window… a little bird trying to make an important announcement… and coffee before the phones start ringing. Thursday mornings in Seattle just hit different. ☕🌻🐦 New “A Taste of Flava” blog dropping today.
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ATasteOfFlava|Quiet and Focused
Some mornings don’t arrive loud.They arrive quiet… with gray Seattle skies, manageable pain, a squirrel named Chip putting on an acrobatic performance outside my tower window, and a reminder that your voice is still reaching people. ☕🌲🐿️🌍 Today I learned that Lady Flava News has now been viewed in 50+ countries. That touched my heart…
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ATasteOfFlava|Soft Mornings, New Steps
Not every good day is loud. Some feel like peace, quiet progress, and hope returning.
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ATasteOfFlava|Luke
Sometimes the people you least expect will remind you that you mattered more than you knew. This morning… was one of those moments.
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A Taste of Flava |My Peace is My Tower
I used to believe forgiveness was the final step. But I’ve learned something deeper… Acceptance is where my peace lives. I don’t force understanding anymore. I don’t return to what unsettles me. I’ve built a space — in my life and within myself — where I feel safe, grounded, and whole. This isn’t about shutting…
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A Taste of Flava|Changing My Perspective & Letting Go
Some memories don’t pull on you the same anymore… They just sit there—quiet, understood, and finally at peace. This morning, I’m not carrying anything. I’m just sitting with it… and letting it go.
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🌻 9AM — A Taste of Flava…My Body is Not Happy
Some days your body sets the pace… and you don’t get a say. Here’s what I’m learning when mine says “not today.”
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