Category: Flava Needs Coffee
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ASipOf Flava|Reflecting On A Sweet Spot in My Day
Some calls are routine. Some are rushed. And once in a while… one becomes a sweet spot. A little anxiety. A slower tone. Clear steps. And somehow… we both ended up laughing. Wednesday A Sip of Flava is about a phone call that reminded me how powerful calm can be. Sometimes it only takes patience…
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ASipOfFlava|Mixed Nuts & A Dark Chocolate Bar
Cowboy Coffee in hand… Mixed nuts on standby… And a dark chocolate bar that may or may not survive the morning. 🤫 Let’s talk snacks, balance, and the “small bowl” illusion we all pretend works. Tuesday A Sip of Flava is light, honest, and just a little mischievous. Are you an indulger… or an avoider?
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ASipOfFlava| I Miss Getting Dressed for Work
Two months at home… and I realized something. I don’t miss the phones. I don’t miss the commute. I miss the red coat. This Saturday A Sip of Flava is about healing, identity, and why sometimes getting dressed isn’t vanity… it’s vitality. ☕️🌻
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RealTalk|When the World Wide Web Goes Silent
What happens to you when the internet goes down? Do you get irritated? Restless? A little anxious? This morning my phone decided to glitch — and I realized how used to instant access we’ve become. News. Banking. Maps. Messages. Work. All in the palm of our hand. When it pauses… so do we. Today’s Real…
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ASipOfFlava| A 65 year old Empath
Some of us feel everything — people, places, shifts we can’t quite name. At 65, I’m learning how to protect my energy without closing my heart. Pull up a chair… let’s sip coffee and talk about what it means to be an empath. ☕️🌻
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ASipOfFlava| Working From My Tower
Working from my tower has been a gift to my body and my spirit. A calm view, quiet energy, and space to notice more — sometimes healing looks like being exactly where you are.
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Beanism|📚 The Book of Bean: Chapter 6 – “The Caffeinated Cry for Help”
📚 The Book of Bean: Chapter 6 – “The Caffeinated Cry for Help” Wisdom from the Tower Today, Lady Flava sat alone in her mighty kingdom… Suite 500. Sunlight beaming. Checking in patients. Phones ringing. Vibes? Immaculate. But something was missing. Something warm. Something rich. Something from Starbucks. ☕✨ She whispered into the air: “Sure…

