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Episode 14- New Year, New Me Shelbi Confessions Podcast Don’t wait until the new year deadline to make a change in your life for the better. New Year, New Me.
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by: shelbi Henny I burned my tongue on fresh brewed tea taking in the capacity that we inhabit patterns that bind me to confessing my true feelings announcing that they grew like amber weeds and came from strange procedures that i coil into possibilities that leave me afraid and you unsure to soft templates that…
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Episode 13-Million Shelbi Confessions Podcast “You’re Love Is One In A Million” sung by the Aaliyah We all want to be number 1, Top Priority, and winner in absolutely everything in life. What happens when it doesn’t work out that way? How do you deal? *I do not own rights to music
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Episode 12- Homeless Appreciation Shelbi Confessions Podcast Confessing my beginnings. And advising the importance of appreciation.. Appreciate the little things to the biggest blessings. We all have a beginning. Embrace It. *I do not own rights to music
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Episode 11- Mirrored Actions Shelbi Confessions Podcast Balancing reflection of energy.. Mirrored Actions surpassing connections and burying them into your life and someone else’s life. *I do not own rights to music
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Episode 10- Beautiful Fools Shelbi Confessions Podcast I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool. From the Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald My absolutely favorite romantic movie *I…
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Episode 9- Forcing Nature Shelbi Confessions Podcast Acknowledging the forced chemical imbalance and a natural connection *I do not own rights to music
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By: Shelbi Henny When gaps tend to surpass the ice melting though charged with equity a calling a relentless tenacity to sign my name on blank sheep music that burst rhythms to burning stagnant wood twigs that split and drip with ice sickles saying in clear vibrations of 4 letter words that transition to combing…
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Episode 8- REjection Shelbi Confessions Podcast Learning to accept, process, and grow from rejection * I do not own rights to music
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by: Shelbi Henny crippled in mystic transit taking the evidence to receptacle lifting fingertips that scratch wood beaming from excitement knowing its no good that produce silver when all I knew was gold cohabitating in this space that leaves me unsure when that feeds me comfort to racing into past discretions I once closed in…
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