Category: Lady Flava Sharing Her Day
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Life|Lady Flava Means Business 🌻
🌻 Morning Chronicle | Lady Flava Means Business 🌻 I took two mental health days this week. I had to. I needed space to breathe, process, and come back better. Sometimes you just know when your mind and spirit are asking for a pause — and this time, I listened. It’s foggy this morning. The sun hasn’t…
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Life|🌻 Listening When My Body Speaks 🌻
When my mind and body need rest. I now honor myself. Do you ever give yourself permission to call of or say no? I believe in self care.
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Life|Finding My Calm
Some days just feel heavy. Tonight, I’m learning to sit with the weight, breathe through it, and find calm in the thought of My Peace. 🌻
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🌊 Cancer Energy: The Quiet Revolution ♋️
🌊 Cancer Energy: The Quiet Revolution ♋️ Simply Flava | Seasoned SoulZ Reflection ♋️ Sometimes, you stumble across a message that feels like it’s speaking right to your soul. Lately, all over TikTok, the card readers have been saying the same thing for Cancers — “You’re moving in a new direction, opening up, shifting perspectives,…
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Life|🌞 The Sun Still Finds Me
🌞 The Sun Still Finds Me Flava Daily Reflection | Simply Flava This morning started with rain tapping against the window — gray skies, wind, and that restless kind of energy that seems to hang in the air around my neighborhood. The world outside felt heavy again, unpredictable, loud… but that’s nothing new around here. And…
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H&W| Mindful Movement in the Rain
🌧️ Mindful Movement in the Rain Simply Flava | Health & Wellness Chronicles This morning, I woke up slow. It was stormy and gray in Seattle — the kind of morning that makes you want to curl deeper into the covers and just listen to the rain beat its rhythm against the window. The trees…
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Life | Coming Home to My Peace
Coming Home to My Peace After a day of ringing phones, problem-solving, and pouring out care, I cross my threshold and exhale. My home is where the noise softens and my spirit remembers itself. Musty posts up at the window like a tiny security guard. Ghini shuffles close, offering that warm, wordless comfort only cats…
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Life|🚣♀️ Practicing or Praying?
🚣♀️ Practicing or Praying? I meant to say the crew rowers were practicing — but honestly, from where I was sitting, it looked a whole lot like praying. 🙏🏽 Maybe that’s what practice really is — a quiet rhythm, a steady breath, and a kind of faith that if you keep showing up, you’ll find your…

