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Time is a precious commodity...

Good Morning Beautiful People! What an awesome weekend I had, spending time with my family and practicing my "silence". It has been great, many of you know that I have cancelled my Workshop and my mom's words were to me that it is so sad that I cancelled she's witnessed how hard I have worked on it, all is not lost. I am taking the remainder of the year for myself and my family and my business. So watch this SPACE!! Greater things are yet to come. My encouragement for you TODAY and for the rest of the year is:

Don't take the time spent with your FAMILY for granted, I have missed a lot of moments with my kids due to stuff that has happened however I am taking my time back.

Don't sell yourself short, TIME is a precious commodity that once is lost, it is lost. Our kids and spouses needs us, so therefore I am putting first things first. Family is a very important part of my Values and a part of who I am. Yes I will be posting much less than what I am used to, however I have decided to put things in perspective.

My business is not about numbers and how many like my page it is about that "ONE" person I inspire and encourage to take a stand and set themselves free, WE all are capable of doing it, and whilst many things are growing at a rapid space I will not be deterred by what my vision is for my business and also I will not be changed to conform but continuously striving to be significant and STAND out from the rest.

Have a wonderful DAY!! Remember: Be the Change you want to see!! It does start with you  #evoLtalk

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