Keep going.
You can.
No matter what it looks like.
No matter what it feels like.
No matter what it tastes like.
Keep going.
You can.
I know. Going is exhausting. Growing is exhausting. Changing is exhausting. Healing is exhausting. All of this is exhausting. Especially when we are tired. Especially when the cards dealt keep being the low cards, the seeming losing hands, the tough hands.
Why, o, why, can’t we get some learning whilst laying on a beach with some fabulous eye candy feeding us grapes as waves lap dreamily and soothingly at our feet?
Why, o, why, must we forever have to be digging through mountains of this, that, the other thing and fighting with ourselves, life, this, that or the other thing.
Enough!
It is enough…
Whew. Think another chair dance, may be in order.
Listen to your heart. If your heart just needs a time of quiet, go on head and climb down from this merrygoround, called life, and rest a bit. Be quiet a bit. Be whatever or nothing for a while.
It has been nice to hide beneath covers, munch on double chocolate chip cookies, think about what I would like to or not like to do with the rest of my life.
I used to think that I had to ALWAYS be Superman. I could never be Clark Kent. Or, for long. Had to be able to leap tall buildings in a single bound and rescue everyone on EVERY floor.
I didn’t think God and Life appreciated me being the kitty and not forever roaring around being a tiger and forever being the king/queen of the jungle.
As I have kept moving, going, growing, am learning, keep learning, that all I have to do is just to keep on doing, best I can, as long as I can. And, in the meantime, enjoy a bit of coffee, a good conversation, a fun movie and let it all come out in the wash.
These periods, apparently, are needed and necessary.
That being the case, we just have to keep on keeping on til we can no longer keep on. Then, rinse and repeat.
We got this.
We can.
You can.
being about it with you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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