Category: Lady Flava Speaks Her Truth
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RealTalk|Faith & Spirituality
Faith raised me. Spirituality sustains me. And the way I walk with God today looks different from the way I was raised — but it’s real, intentional, and woven into every part of my life. Let’s talk about finding your own path with God… beyond the building, beyond the rules, and straight from the heart.
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H&W|“The Sleep That Saved My Mornings”
A good night’s sleep changed everything for me this winter — my pain, my mood, my mornings, and the way I walk into my day. When you end your night with intention, your tomorrow rises differently.
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ASipOfFlava|🌻 The Truth About How I Write
Writing is part of my daily recipe — some days sweet, some days seasoned, some days a little spicy. I don’t pretend to know it all, but I’ve lived enough life to share what I’ve learned and stay open to what I don’t. Every blog is a dish I create from the ingredients life hands…
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H&W|Why Everyone Needs an Electric Blanket
Seattle winter hits different — cold, damp, and straight to the bones. One of the best wellness tools you can own is an electric blanket or shawl. It’s warmth, comfort, and pain relief all in one. Let’s talk about why staying warm isn’t just cozy… it’s essential for your health.
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ASipOfFlava|🌻 Be Kind. Stay Calm. Choose Peace.
Kindness isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s the quiet choice to stay calm, to respond gently, and to shift the entire energy of a moment. Today I’m reflecting on how choosing peace — even when I’m annoyed — can change everything.
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H&W|“Masking: When Playing a Role Turns Into Silent Trauma”
We’ve all learned how to “act right” in certain rooms… But masking? Masking is something deeper — something heavier. It’s the quiet trauma people carry behind the most normal days. And the world has no idea what it would look like if we all stopped hiding.
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Blog Challenge|What I Would Change About Myself
Today’s WordPress prompt pushed me to pause and look at myself with honesty, humor, and a whole lot of grace. I didn’t expect the question to hit me the way it did — but it opened a door. Come see where it took me…

