Real talk: Living, in the meantime, among the chaos.

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If your world has blown up, if chaos has reigned since year’s beginning. If all hell has shown up to say hello, hen welcome to my 2022. Yikes!

That said, I have been learning how to live, how to grow, how to maintain peace/joy, in the meantime, AMONG the chaos. Of course, I have prayed for mountains to be moved, foes to be vanquished, yada yada. Rinse. Repeat. Until those things happen, should they never happen, I have been about being about it and living in the midst of all kinds of what in the ten levels of hell is all this?!

To top things off, have been advised I will be moved to a super tough area of work. One where plenty of Ibuprofen will/may/undoubtedly be required. In times past, I would, by now, be having ten kinds of fits. I would be lamenting to God, Life and whomever else would have made the mistake of getting within earshot, about how this wasn’t fair, how that was cold, how I should have been protected from that happening, how I should have been exempted from that situation. Basically, a grown up temper tantrum.

Mind you, I would have eloquently tossed in all manner of scriptures to fortify my supposedly awful treatment. I would have pulled out my worksheets of good deeds, effort, yada yada. Rinse. Repeat.

I have learned at times life just doing life things. Nothing sinister. No, I had NOT pissed off the entire universe. To be honest, not sure my tiny old life worthy of the universe forever trying to disrupt internet or electronic usage…*shrug*.

Now that I have learned not to work my big bro nerves, God’s Nerves, Life’s Nerves, I can go ahead and LIVE. I can now, roll with the punches. Laughing, every step of the way.

Life has surely been turned, upside down. I am learning how to LIVE upside down…*shrug*. Like the oak tree that rocks with the breeze, that be me, Ms. C, handlin’ her topsy turvy life bidnezz whilst trying to maintain my joy and sense of humor.

Since I can’t sleep at night, to save my life, I just sleep early and use the wee hours of the night to watch some AWESOME British tv shows and series. I am telling ya’ Brits know how to write!!!! I highly recommend ‘Vigil’ and ‘Wolf Like Me’. Different. Well acted.

Since we only get one crack at this life egg, I am doing my best to find as many fixings as I can for the eggs flung my way. Omelet, egg salad, boiled eggs. Makes me no never mind. May also use an egg or two as projectiles if folk get in my way……hahahaahahahahahahahaha!!!!

Hang in there, beloveds. Think it not strange all the happenings that may be happening to or around you. Also, don’t ascribe some non true life motive that the happenings are your fault because you are deserving of not so good happenings to be a happening to you and for you. Life happens to us all.

Keep a goin. Keep a doin you. Keep a being about it.

Hard is NOT visiting you to beat you down. Hard just there to help you see how strong you are, to help hone your TRY, to help strengthen your faith muscles, to show you that you CAN and that you WILL. That’s it. Hard is not there to make things too hard for you. You got this! As do I.

I still have not gathered the heart to make chili since my friend passed. Just too heart achy to do that. I have been finding other ways/avenues to tend to me. Be sure, beloveds, to do the same. It’s ok to not be ok til you are ok. In the meantime, ensure to dig out some joy, in your hard, in your tough mountain. There are all kinds of treats and nuggets if you just keep on fighting your way through the mountain and who gives a damn.

digging still,

Cassandra

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