Category: Mindfulness
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H&W|💕 The Importance of Mammograms and Colonoscopies
💕 The Importance of Mammograms and Colonoscopies A Lady Flava Wellness Reflection Health awareness isn’t just about eating right and exercising — it’s about taking the time to know what’s happening inside your body. As we age, screenings become one of the most powerful tools we have for prevention. Two of the most important — yet…
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Life| Fall Sunrise Gratitude
🌅 Fall Sunrise Gratitude There’s something special about fall in Seattle — the slow, graceful shift as the leaves turn golden before they drift softly to the ground. The air carries that perfect chill, not quite cold but just enough to make a warm drink and cozy blanket feel like comfort in its purest form. Even…
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Life|Writing as the Sky Shifts to Night
🌙🌻 Evening Reflection: Writing as the Sky Shifts to Night Tonight, I sit at my desk with SereniKey, the window wide open. The sky deepens from day into night, painted in shades of blue that feel both calming and alive. Birds sing softly in the background, their gentle notes carrying peace into the room. Musty…
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Life| When Healers Are Still Healing Themselves
🌻 Seasoned SoulZ Reflection: When Healers Are Still Healing Themselves Many of us are drawn to healing practices not because we’ve mastered peace, but because we are searching for it. BreathWork, meditation, therapy, yoga, wellness coaching — these practices often call to people in the middle of their own struggles. And that’s not a flaw.…
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Life|Your Voice Carries Energy
Seasoned SoulZ Reflection 🌻 “The Energy We Carry Over the Phone” Today a patient called me Sunshine. 🌞 It made me pause, because they didn’t see me — they only heard me. Yet somehow, through the phone, they felt my energy. We sometimes forget that words are more than words. A rushed tone, a sigh,…
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Life|65|Speaking It Out Loud — how I make sense, then let it go
Speaking It Out Loud — how I make sense, then let it go A Seasoned-Soul Reflection — Lady Flava There’s a small miracle in saying things out loud. When I whisper the knot in my chest into words, it stops being a mysterious weight and starts to look like something I can name, hold, and…

