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Hey Everyone, Here is the Before/After assignment for Day 5: BEFORE: His reality is a result of what he believes. He’s never been taught to recognize his gifts, let alone use them. So, they lie, asleep; wasted. He feels there’s more inside of him, but the struggle of smiling through grief has him misaligned with his purpose. AFTER: Hearing the record, connects him to remembrance –remembering he is gifted. Buried deep inside, away from the world, away from him even, lie a well of ideas and inspiration that will change the world for the better. The music gives him the courage to remember and use his creative gifts. He finally begins his path of purpose. Tagging @Tiffany Gaines for credit/proof.

Hey AMP Family! I missed you... did you miss me? Lol I am battling with the gardener as usual and its sound. Do you want to go live now or 11:30 AM PST/2:30 PM EST?

1.The world taught you to survive before it ever taught you how to live, and somewhere along the way survival became your identity. We document the journey back to your highest self, proving that your pain is not your destiny—it's the foundation you rise from. A)The buried thing- I regret not being more active in the lives of those I love because of being in survival mode. 2. The place you come from is not the reason you'll never succeed—it's the reason no one can tell your story but you. We document the path of honoring your energy as the remedy, so healing becomes your greatest act of strength. B)The buried thing is I won't let people to close to me because im tired of going thru the pain of losing them.

BEFORE He walked through the neighborhood she'd known her whole life, watching boarded-up buildings, memorial candles, and people who had stopped believing life could be different. He had learned to wear strength like armor, never speaking about the anxiety, grief, or dreams he kept buried because hope felt dangerous where he came from. He told himself "This is just who I have to be," while quietly wondering if the version of himself that existed before survival was gone forever. AFTER Then the music found him. Every verse named a truth he never heard spoken out loud—that surviving wasn't the same as living, and where he came from wasn't something to be ashamed of but something to honor. He stood still as the song became a mirror instead of an escape, realizing his energy wasn't something to hide or waste—it was the remedy. He left that moment carrying the same story, but no longer carrying it alone, knowing that if his life could be transformed into purpose, someone else's could too.