Make the chili 2.0

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I turned 53 on Wednesday….whew!

Folks kept asking me ‘what do you want to DO for your birthday?’. I didn’t want to DO anything. I didn’t want to BE anything. I just wanted to be left to be. ALL I conjured, was bacon, eggs and sleep. In that precise order. Bacon, eggs, sleep. Rinse. Repeat.

So, that’s what I DID. Bacon, eggs, sleep. Bacon, eggs, sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. I was exhausted, yall. From 53 years of living. Good grief. 53. 53!! Almost makes me want to dive right back under those comfy covers.

As I sit here, pondering, wondering, weaving and meandering through the rest of my life, I find myself content, as the bible says, in the state I am CURRENTLY in. Not the state I had hoped to be in, wish to be in, longed to be in.

I am just BEING, in the thing, in this thing, called life. I am making the chili. I am doing, best I can. I am being, best I can. My best. It’s all that I have to give. And, it’s enough. For, myself. For, God. For, Life. Hopefully, for you, beloveds. If not, well, I have given you all that I have to give. Let this be enough, okay?

I think of you, beloveds, I think of you and sigh. At the life I see many of you frantically trying to hide from, run from, endure in, distract from. I want to shake you, beloveds. I want to shake you and make you, not to break you but to help you get to Being you.

Alas, beloveds, that’s not for ME to do. Is for you. As you allow  God and Life and family and friends and all manner of people, places and things to help you get to the place and space where you can be okay with, content in, the space you currently find yourself in.

Why have I appointed myself as your watcher of the back, beloveds? Because your life matters to me. My life ought matter to you. We only have one life. We all we got, beloveds, but we all we need. That plus bacon, eggs, friend chicken and chocolate.

This world needs more love and less ‘likes’. More care and less ‘cancel’. More give and less take. More open arms/hearts than closed fists/minds. We ought elevate one another not chase each other to the dregs. We need to forgive one another and forget dumb things said. We each need compassion. Both to receive, and to give. Civility needs to make its’ grand entrance. Disrespect/disdain/dismissal needs to be shown the door.

This world, this society, this COUNTRY, is what WE make it. You and me. Me and you. It’s on us to come together, to make chili together, to love together, to help one another. Again. Again. Again, and again. THIS is what the good old USA used to stand for, be about, what we all cared about.

We didn’t plant our flag in allegiances. We pledged allegiance, TO THE FLAG, to one another. We were the UNITED States of America. We can BE that, again, beloveds. It takes you. It takes me. Takes us all. I am holding up, best I can, my corner of the flag.

I love you my sister, my brother from other mothers.

What do I look for these next 53 years to be? I have not the first clue. I DO know this:

We CAN.

We WILL.

We SHALL.

For we are MORE than conquerors. Our lives DO matter. We can do this thing, called life.  Time to make the chili, beloveds. Get out there. Tote your piece of the flag. Love your neighbor. Check yourself. Laugh often, love much, live always.

Getting out the spices,

Cassandra

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