Tag: Lady Flava News
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H&W|The Flava 5 — My Real-Life Formula for Feeling Better
No matter what you’re facing — pain, fatigue, or just the weight of life — it always comes back to the basics. The Flava 5 is my reminder to return to what truly heals: hydration, movement, nourishment, rest, and release. The rhythm that keeps me balanced, body and soul.
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Life|When Love Learns to Stretch
When Love Learns to Stretch Reflections & Growth — by Lady Flava I grew up in a time when families didn’t always have the language for difference—but they had love, and that love had rules. You learned respect, you followed the path laid before you, and you didn’t question what wasn’t talked about. Back then,…
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Japanese Women Who Spoke Up |Vol.2|Shimizu Shikin
They lived in different times, but carried the same fire. From Shimizu Shikin’s pen in 19th-century Japan to Yuri Kochiyama’s activism in 20th-century America — both women spoke when silence was expected. Japanese Women Who Spoke Up — Part 2 honors the voices that refused to fade, the courage that crossed oceans, and the truth…
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H&W|Create Your Own Health Organizer
When an elderly patient came in without her insurance card or MyChart, it got me thinking — what if every patient, family, and caregiver had a simple health folder ready to go? Something organized, easy, and personal. Let’s talk about how to create your own Health Organizer — a tool that saves time, eases stress,…
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Life|🌻 When Messages Get Lost in Translation
Not every clash is conflict — sometimes it’s just a message lost in translation. Be mindful of your communication style, your tone, and the cultural rhythm behind your words. Because peace often lives in the pause before reaction. 💛
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Life|Rain On The Glass
Rain on the glass. Color fighting to stay seen. Even on the grayest day, the light never really leaves. This morning I sat by the lake, watching reflections shift while a video on “shadow projection” found me. It reminded me how someone once tried to dim my light — and how I reclaimed it. 🌻
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Life|The sky opened up before I was ready for it.
The rain came hard tonight, but gratitude came stronger. Sometimes peace isn’t in avoiding the storm — it’s in surviving it and remembering to pray for those who can’t come in from the rain. After the Storm — a Simply Flava reflection on endurance, empathy, and grace.

