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I’m Aundrea—a wife, mother, speaker, mentor, and purpose-driven entrepreneur with nearly 20 years of experience building and launching brands.

 

I’ve created 8 retail products sold in over 1,000 stores across 10 states, authored three books, and most recently, released Walking in Purpose: A 90-Day Journal to Living Boldly—a project that sparked the launch of She Boldly Walks in Purpose, a growing mentorship community of over 120 women.

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I also created The Purpose to Prosperity Workbook & Toolkit—a digital guide designed to help women activate what they already carry and start launching with clarity.

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Now, I help bold women turn purpose into profits by creating real, workable strategies that transform what's stirring inside into lasting prosperity.

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It was New Year’s morning, 2004. I awoke to warm tears racing back toward my ears and onto my pillow. It had almost been a year since my Grandma passed, and I was still grieving. I managed to get out of bed and into the shower—only to find myself weeping harder. Through tears I whispered, “I miss my Grandma.” Then, clear as day, I heard a voice say: Do something about it.” I opened the shower door. No one was there but me.

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Later that week, driving home from work, I heard those same words again during a radio conversation: “Do something about it.” Twice in one week. I knew it wasn’t a coincidence.

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That night, I prayed and asked GOD what He was trying to tell me. The answer came quickly: my Grandma’s memory and legacy were tied to the recipes she taught me—recipes filled with love, comfort, and generations of wisdom. I didn’t want to leave my job. I never dream of cooking professionally. But GOD had stirred something inside of me.

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Fear almost talked me out of it. But I leaped—and learned how to fly on the way down. That leap led to launching over 8 products into 1,000+ grocery stores across 10 states. And it all started with a whisper in the middle of my grief.

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So I ask you, my sister in purpose…what’s waiting to exist through you, but fear has been holding it hostage?

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