The comforting, wonderful, AWESOME smell of chili is wafting through the apartment.
Last night, I wanted chili. Took ground beef, out of the freezer, to thaw. Didn’t wait, for inspiration. High tailed my lazy hide, drug it’s dragging tail, to the fridge, took out the ground beef and waited for it to thaw.
I, awoke. Remembered the ground beef and almost got up to put it in the fridge to “make later”. Told my lazy behind to get out the fry pan, the spices, the pot, and do the thing, already! STOP wasting time, waiting for inspiration and make the blasted chili!
Made the blasted chili, already…lol.🤷♀️🥰
Now, I lay here, in anticipation of a nice, hot bowl of chili. I could have done, as in time’s past, allowed laziness, or fatigue, or boredom, or just not wanting to dammit, and all the other things I used to keep me from, well, just doing the damned thing or things!
Having told fear to go head and kick rocks, in ALL areas, of my life, I now find myself:
Able.
Stable.
Capable.
Ready.
To:
Try, new things.
Revisit, old things.
Establish, new ways.
Say goodbye to, old ways.
Yea, I am satisfied. My heart, is at rest. My tummy, is anticipating the yummies, to come.
I, am proud of me. I did the thing, already.
I, win.
I, moved.
I, waited not for:
Inspiration.
For my want to, to want to.
I do not wait for:
Fear, to pass.
Discouragement, to subside.
Someone else, to move or go first.
I, go, now.
I, do, now.
I, BE, now.
What about you, beloveds? Whatcha waiting for??!
Just do it, already!
Make your ‘chili’, whatever your chili may be. Make it so you can, also, enjoy the sweet savors of your TRY.
TRY.
DO.
BE.
LIVE.
LOVE.
We only get ONE go around. Get going.
God and Life, go with you. I pray for you.
Be well and KNOW you ARE loved and are NOT alone.
Loving me some all of you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

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What kind?! Cookies! Yummers…
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Yum yum yum! I made some cookies today, because I deserve me some yumminess!
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