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I cleaned my closet. I’m taking one moment at a time. Being open to God’s will for my life. Making room for prosperity in the form of experiencing being taken care of holistically: financially, mentally, spiritually, emotionally and sexually.

My new business buddy, Kisma Donna Orbovich, asked me what I wanted last week and shared my desire to experience love in the form of tangible care.

Since then I’ve been being with this truth: in my ENTIRE life, I have always provided. Even in Momma’s house. I would work—underage—scrubbing floors and selling shoes at Kenny Shoe Store in Mondomin Mall in Baltimore. I give my checks to Monma. With my very first check, I bought my oldest sis Nichole (RIP) riding boots.

I have always provided. Not as an obligation but as a deep honor to take care of those I love and consider my own.

I didn’t realize it until speaking with Kimsa about prosperity, that I have a practice of buying love.

I wrote and did three Facebook Lives about this after I posted my well-being update. I did my first live about the sadness of this realization on Wed. On Thursday the manifestation happened. Saturday, God kicked the manifesting doors OFF THE HINGES!

Here are the videos:

Declaring my desire:

What does it feel like to TRULY loved #forrealforreal?

What does it feel like to TRULY be taken care of?#sandiego #community #spirituality #women #business #love #support #nurturing #entrepreneurs

Posted by Dr. Venus Opal Reese on Friday, September 6, 2019

REALITY WRECKING experience that manifested:

Gurrllll You are NOT Going To Believe What MANIFESTED Yesterday, After We Talked Love & Money! #thisshitworks#manifesting #god #faith #prosperity #business #entrepreneurship

Posted by Dr. Venus Opal Reese on Saturday, September 7, 2019

Oh My GWRD Manifesting Breakthrough! This one is SOOOOOO B-more. Pure street. #girdyourloins:

Manifesting Love & Money ASAP!

(Manifesting ??&?OMG!) I can?t… it?s almost TOO much?and so quick!#manifesting #velocity #prosperity #effortless #love #money #lawofattraction

Posted by Dr. Venus Opal Reese on Sunday, September 8, 2019

I am being with that I really CAN have the desires of my heart—without putting out, giving head, or paying for it in any way shape, or form. As a girl from the streets, this is nothing short of a manifested miracle. A new reality is arising… and I am taking it on.

I love you,

Dr. Venus

(Well-Being Update) I’ve been spotting. I went to a new GYN doctor in San Diego and she was great. She said she needed more data to say why I’m bleeding. She thinks it’s I’m still healing. She said not to worry.

I’m not worried just disappointed.

We ordered all of my records from my bio-identical hormone doctor and my emergency hysterectomy doctor. I have a follow-up in two weeks.

I washed clothes this morning. Paid bills. Worked out. Drank water. Wrote. Can’t really talk to people right now. I can feel the tears behind my eyes and don’t have the wherewithal to explain myself.

When the doctors told me it would take one to two years to heal, I didn’t believe them.

I do now.

We are getting me a new therapist next week.

Happy is my joy.

He wakes me up by licking my elbow so I can take my pills and get out of bed. 
It’s hard to remember things. 

I walk five miles a day, being with myself. God. 
Life.

I sit in silence a lot.

Everything takes longer right now than it used to.

I’ve become more comfortable with Happy wearing his “Service Animal” paraphilia. He looks cute in red and yellow. 😊

I’m sad again.

Nothing bad. 
No request.

Just a bone deep sense of loss that leaves me feeling hollow inside.

I know God is good and got me—so please… don’t…

Stress hurts my body. My bones literally ache. People don’t get that. They relate like I’m well based on the 30-45 minutes they see me doing a live stream.

I’m best in the mornings. Answering email can take hours. Regular stress hurts. Sometimes I feel like a tank of gas. I run out by 4pm. If I’m stressed I’m in bed by 8pm.

EVERYTHING takes energy. Even thinking. Talking. Breathing.

Everything but writing.

There’s nothing to do but take my time and continue to heal.

So many people who I thought were for me but were not… only for themselves…

I wonder what it would feel like to be loved by people big enough to house all of me. Big rooms, each one the size of a cathedral, majestic, bejeweled and rare.

Each cathedral would house a different piece of me: the streets; Stanford; violence; vulnerability; rich; poor; kink; Christian; audacious; alone; unattached; intense; loyal; leaver; genius; legally handicap; charismatic; ugly; self-love; self-hate; believer; blasphemer.

And each room would weep. 

Cray for me tears that will not fall from my face.

The cathedral tears would turn into precious stones, priceless. Treasures hard won.

Yeah… I like m weeping cathedrals… 😊

(Inhale)

The silence feels like warm silk.

I have no words that I can say.

So, I write.

And that is enough.

For now… it’s more than enough.

I surrender the night.

I’m going to hug my puppy now. 

To remember that I am loved and I’m not alone in this world.

All is well.

We’ll try again tomorrow…

Thanks for witnessing.

I love you

vor

#hysterectomy #sad #truthteller #tellingthetruth

My former spouse and I settled our divorce yesterday. 

There are details and final paperwork—but it’s done. I am no longer married. 

I also had to let go of amazing people. I am retiring Defy Impossible. When I said it was the end of an era, I meant it. 

I am starting over.

Not from the ground up.

No.

On the shoulders of over 35 years of defying impossible and breathing fire. I mourn the loss—but I do not suffer. ALL of this death, this pain, this loss is an answered prayer.

And I don’t doubt God.

I refuse to do business the way I did ever again. 

I refuse to live my life half-ass or hidden— in any way, shape or form. I REFUSE to self-sacrifice my dreams, fulfillment, eroticism, and joy for other people—ever again. 

I can hear the call…

The world needs to hear my Word.

My voice. 

My wisdom.

So I’m choosing to trust God.

I’m not going to teach any more.

I’m going to focus ALL of my energy on being an artist. As a paid speaker, writer, and performer.

Be clear. 

My cash flow is low.

I don’t have a offer to sell.

I’m not touring.

And I’ve cut my team from 19 to 3.

I don’t have new money coming in.

I have walked away from it all.

In a very real way: I have burnt all the boats to walk into my destiny.

And I am unafraid.

I trust God.

I trust me.

I trust life.

So get ready world…

… I got some shit to say.

Dr. Venus 

#startingover #influencer #lifestylebrand #newlife #drvenus #breathefire #truthheals #faith #walkinginfaith #god #trust #iamanartist

This is going to sound crazy, but it’s true: 

When I was on the streets, my best friends were not people. They were books. 

Reading allowed me the chance to transport myself into different worlds. And they were safe. Reliable. My constant companions. 

It might sound weird, but I am still very closely emotionally bonded to my books … even more so than people, sometimes. 

And so I carried my books with me everywhere, for decades now: from Adelphi University to Ohio State University to Stanford University … throughout all the online courses, business development and leadership trainings …  and during all of my spiritual growth. 

Honestly, if my books could speak, they would tell you my history, because they’ve been there every step of the way. They are truly my most prized possessions. Like a security blanket, they comfort me. They are absolutely beautiful, and I love them. 

I also know that it is time to get some closure on this season of my life, as I begin again in sunny San Diego, CA! 

So, I decided to let go by giving. To confront my new reality, because as I mentioned in my last post, I have definitely been living in denial about starting my new life.

I had a Book / Packing Party, y’all. I gave away my most prized possessions.

Some went to colleges. Some to libraries. Some to shelters. Some to high schools. 

My prayer is that, from those places, they go to the people who need them most, now. Maybe they’ll end up serving some little black girl out there who needs to be encouraged to be—and love!—herself. Maybe some will go to some budding business owner who doesn’t have the resources to invest in training. Maybe others will go to people ready and hungry for transformation. Maybe some to someone searching for God. 

As for me, the party did exactly what I had hoped: it helped me complete this phase by GIVING. It helped me get complete in order to create. It was an, “Oh my God, I’m really doing this!” And I will tell you, it made everything very real. 

I also think it did the same for everyone who joined me in person AND virtually. Because I asked people to complete a project WITH me, during that party. Some joined us and cleared out their closets, donating clothes. Others went through their shoes. Others re-organized cabinets. You get the idea. 

Together, we let go of things we were holding onto that we didn’t need anymore, that could truly benefit someone else … and I believe what we did together will make a difference. 

I also believe it was a healing experience. 

It was my completion. Not just an end to an era … but a completion. And that distinction is SO important. 

Did I cry? 

Oh yes. I said goodbye to my lifelong “friends,” and I wept for them. The reality is that I let go of the very things that were hardest to surrender. 

It was a purging of my soul. 

I let go of the old, to make room for the new. 

And it’s EXACTLY what I needed. 

VenusOpal

This is going to sound crazy, but it?s true: 

When I was on the streets, my best friends were not people. They were books. 

Reading allowed me the chance to transport myself into different worlds. And they were safe. Reliable. My constant companions. 

It might sound weird, but I am still very closely emotionally bonded to my books ? even more so than people, sometimes. 

And so I carried my books with me everywhere, for decades now: from Adelphi University to Ohio State University to Stanford University ? throughout all the online courses, business development and leadership trainings ?  and during all of my spiritual growth. 

Honestly, if my books could speak, they would tell you my history, because they?ve been there every step of the way. They are truly my most prized possessions. Like a security blanket, they comfort me. They are absolutely beautiful, and I love them. 

I also know that it is time to get some closure on this season of my life, as I begin again in sunny San Diego, CA! 

So, I decided to let go by giving. To confront my new reality, because as I mentioned in my last post, I have definitely been living in denial about starting my new life.

I had a Book / Packing Party, y?all. I gave away my most prized possessions.

Some went to colleges. Some to libraries. Some to shelters. Some to high schools. 

My prayer is that, from those places, they go to the people who need them most, now. Maybe they?ll end up serving some little black girl out there who needs to be encouraged to be?and love!?herself. Maybe some will go to some budding business owner who doesn?t have the resources to invest in training. Maybe others will go to people ready and hungry for transformation. Maybe some to someone searching for God. 

As for me, the party did exactly what I had hoped: it helped me complete this phase by GIVING. It helped me get complete in order to create. It was an, ?Oh my God, I?m really doing this!? And I will tell you, it made everything very real. 

I also think it did the same for everyone who joined me in person AND virtually. Because I asked people to complete a project WITH me, during that party. Some joined us and cleared out their closets, donating clothes. Others went through their shoes. Others re-organized cabinets. You get the idea. 

Together, we let go of things we were holding onto that we didn?t need anymore, that could truly benefit someone else ? and I believe what we did together will make a difference. 

I also believe it was a healing experience. 

It was my completion. Not just an end to an era ? but a completion. And that distinction is SO important. 

Did I cry? 

Oh yes. I said goodbye to my lifelong ?friends,? and I wept for them. The reality is that I let go of the very things that were hardest to surrender. 

It was a purging of my soul. 

I let go of the old, to make room for the new. 

And it?s EXACTLY what I needed. 

VenusOpal

I’m about to move!! 

Sunny San Diego is about to be my new home, and I confess … as excited as I am for my new beginning, I have been in denial. 

I’ve been busy—busy doing all the things required for a big, life-changing move. I’ve been so caught up in getting everything in order, that I haven’t been able to just BE with the fact that this is a TOTAL life change.

So all of the sudden, today during my yoga class, the instructor (who I LOVE) announced to the class that I’m moving. And they clapped! That’s when it hit me … 

Oh my God … I’m actually moving! I’m about to walk into a brand-new CREATED life!! 

An entire era is coming to completion, and a whole new era is coming to fruition.

There is definitely a bittersweet aspect to leaving Dallas behind. 

I started my career here in 2003, when God brought me here. The reality is that I chose this life by default, really. I made it work. 

But I also became an entrepreneur here, when I realized I no longer had to make anything work, because I could have it work for me. I made my first million—actually, my first five million!—here. I defined my tribe here. I wrote my first bestseller here. 

I fell in love here. The season I had with former wife taught me grace. She taught me grace. I didn’t know grace until that ten years of love. 

I got my courage here. I got brave here. 

And I know I got my job done here. I did everything I was supposed to do in this chapter. And I believe in my heart of hearts, I’ve left things, people, circumstances, and institutions better because I loved them. That’s really all someone can hope to do in a lifetime, I think. To lead. To do our absolute best. 

I’m not saying it’s been perfect. I f@cked up more than not! I’m the biggest sinner in the bunch! But I’ve done good in Dallas, y’all. I have no regrets. I have played full out. I have fallen, but I have also gotten back up. I thank God for my failures and my mistakes, because they brought me clarity about what I’m really about … what I’m committed to … and what I want to use my life for. And I am proud of who I am—and who I have become—in Dallas!  

Now, God is sending me to San Diego. San Diego feeds me. And I know I can reach more people there, because I can feel the support that is there for me and my genius. 

Hell yes, I’m nervous. I mean, it would be silly for me to say I’m not. Or even a little bit scared. #realtalk: slightly petrified, even.

But I trust me. 

I know that I have enough self-efficacy to handle it. I CAN do this!! 

And I know I’m not alone. There are people who love me, and even if they don’t love me, they respect me. They’ll help me. They’ll help me start over (all over!) again. 

THIS IS MY NEW BEGINNING! 

And I know I’m ready for it, because I am complete. 

That is SO key; you cannot create until you’re complete. If you have sh*t that’s unfinished business, or if you have regrets, or if you’re holding onto something, you can’t move forward. You just can’t. You have to finish. You have to make it complete. You have to end it, so you can begin again. 

And that’s exactly what I’m about to do—begin again! Dream again! Believe again! Hope again! 

It hasn’t been easy, getting to this place. I know more now. I’m more healed now. I’m more whole now. Don’t get me wrong—I am NOT all the way healed. I don’t think anyone ever is. I also don’t think that’s the point. 

I think that God, or whatever entity you identify with, chooses us and uses us for something bigger than us. And if you can remember that, you won’t be so afraid. 

I’ve won a lot, yes. But I’ve lost a lot, too. It’s easy for people to only see the wins. They don’t account for the losses. But the losses have been humongous. Titanic. And they’ve cost me so much. 

But yesterday, I was listening to somebody I respect very much. A really, really brilliant man. And he said something that just changed my whole world view. I’m talking f*cked me up in the best possible way. 

“Your destiny has a price. Pay the f*cking price.”

That price is very seldom money. But there definitely is a price. A price for the walk. A price for the cross. A price for the mission. There is a f*cking price for the purpose. 

I believe with every ounce of blood in my body that I have a destiny.

I believe that God, for whatever reason, chose to keep me alive. He chose to train me on the streets. He put me on the f$cking streets to train me. To train me like a Jedi, like a soldier, like a damn Olympic athlete. 

And I believe that everything in my life up until now has been training me for this new season, in which I have my own voice. My own power. My own money. 

All on my own terms. 

I can’t blame anybody, anymore. I can’t hide behind a spouse. I can’t be a victim to my mother, or my father, or my race, or my gender, or my background, or to being poor. He took all that shit. God said, “F*ck that.” (Sometimes I think God is a gangster—y’all know how me and God roll…#mygodisgangsta.) 

I think God built me up by tearing me down, so that I would know I’m nothing without Him. And I don’t mean that in a bad way. 

I’m the best me when I’m me: when I don’t use other things as a crutch. Not people, not money, not clothes, not cars. And all of those things count, so please don’t think I’m disavowing my life. 

But now, I get the opportunity to take care of me instead of trying to make somebody else take care of me. I get to love me instead of trying to make somebody else love me. I get to accept me instead of trying to get other people to accept me. I get to approve of me instead of hoping someone else will. 

Because it’s not theirs to do. It’s mine. It’s not yours to do. It’s mine. 

I’m saying that I was born for this. I was bred for this. I may not know exactly what it’s going to be, but I know it’s going to be exquisite. 

And I know that I’m ready.

I know that I AM enough.

VenusOpal

We’re breathing fire in my new Facebook community, y’all. O-M-God. I’m in love!! 

I love my dragons. I love my dragons. I love my dragons! 

We have a whole community of them now (over 300 people joined with ZERO marketing), and they are HUNGRY. There’s a fierceness about the people who are attracted to Breathe Fire (that’s the name of this group). These are successful, conscious entrepreneurs committed to manifesting their destiny, not just scratching the surface. And let me tell you, they are doing their thing!!!

These are my people. 

I thank God for them. I thank God for my friends, and for people who love me. 

I love the community.

I’m getting more and more excited about the future as I get more clarity about what the f@ck I’m supposed to be doing. Before, I was trying to figure out whether God wanted me to just focus on the spirit, or on the money, too. And everybody said, “Both.” But I couldn’t see how to do that because what I have discovered is that, if I talk to you about money, you don’t deal with the spirit, and the thing is, you can’t manifest money. You can’t manifest your destiny because money is only a piece of that.

You can’t manifest your destiny if you don’t heal, and you cannot heal if you’re not willing to speak your truth …

… if you’re not willing to breathe f#cking fire!

You’ve got to be willing to speak your truth no matter what it costs you, because once you can speak it, you can live. 

Breathe Fire gives you that opportunity, because when you speak your truth, you ARE breathing fire. You’re burning away all the lies that have kept you in an emotional, economic, mental, and spiritual bondage. 

We set people free. That’s what we’re doing. And when you get free, you give people around you permission to get free (and yes, you’ve got to have permission). 

We’re about to change the world!! Y’all don’t even know. We’re on to some next level sh*t! 

We roll hard in packs. And our pack is one of dragons.

So, if you’re rolling like I’m rolling, if you’re down for me, if you’re with me … then Breathe Fire, baby! Breathe it with me. 

This is an inclusive environment. We have trans in there. We’ve got queer. We’ve got gay. We’ve got straight. We have everybody! Everybody’s welcome, and everybody’s voice matters in my world. 

This is a safe space to really take on, “Okay God, I know that there’s something bigger for me than just this life. I know I was born to do something that changes the course of human history.” And I believe you. 

My job is to create a sufficient condition for you to soar. I don’t give a f^ck what you do, okay, but it works for you to be business minded, because I know how to do that. I’m good at business. I’m good at marketing. I’m good at money, and I’m good at manifesting, okay, but it’s not money driven. It’s money fallout. 

If you take on healing, God will tell you what steps to take next. That’s what God’s doing with me. (I took on healing, and now I’m moving to San Diego! That is God on steroids!)

There’s just ONE criterion:

You have GOT to be brave to walk with me. You can’t be a punk a$s! You’ve got to be willing to implement. To invest in yourself. Not now, because I’m not making any offers right now. I’m not even in that house. What I’m mostly interested in is my tribe. 

I’m looking for dragons. 

I’m looking for those who are ready to unleash themselves on the world, and let people deal with you. Let them f$cking deal with you, and I’ll fix it, and I’ll clean it, and I’ll train. But what I’m more interested in is guiding you. 

Someone’s waiting on your genius. We’re not playing, here.

We’re insulting mediocrity! We’re insulting small mindedness. We’re insulting the lies that have kept us quiet. There’s something that you know you were born to say. There’s something you were born to give, but life happened, and trauma happened, and f#cked us all up. And it requires healing to be able to implement. We’re going to walk this slowly. We’re going to heal first. We’re going to tell some truth. We’re going to breathe some f%cking fire. We’re going to manifest, and then we’re going to let destiny arise! 

I encourage you to come, be with me, join us, breathe fire with us. It’s not just me, it’s “we.” Y’all need to hear me when I say that. 

There’s so much we can do to transform this world. There’s so much bounty and abundance. 

My point is this: I’m excited about the future. I really am. I feel like we’re on the cusp of glory.

And the world is waiting for you. 

It is so hungry for you, but not your representative, not your Louis Vuitton, not your lipstick. Your heart, your truth, that which makes you uniquely and divinely created by God. 

And that’s exactly why I’ve created a sufficient condition for us as a collective, as a community, as a people, as a race, as a human race, to transform the world. And be handsomely compensated for it, if that’s something that really matters to you. 

The focus is on peace and purpose, and then profits … not the other way around. 

Come hit me up over at Breath Fire. I love you all! 

VenusOpal