Shaken, and stirred.

Today, I am shaken.

Shaken:

Awoke.

Today, I am stirred.

Stirred:

To, feel.

To, care.

To, share.

To, do.

To, be.

To, love.

To, value.

To, cherish.

To, live.

To, say.

On the one hand, I tell myself, what will all this doing and loving and caring and being, actually DO?!

That’s the whole ballgame, beloveds.

We have absolutely NO idea what our TRY, what our care, what our love, what our say, will have a say on.

That’s not the point. Life and God just needs our TRY. They just need us to keep doing what we do. They just need us to care.

Even, when it gets hard.

Even, when we don’t understand.

Especially, it seems, when we don’t understand and things are hard.

Why, cuz there are folks out there who are simply too tired to keep on keeping on. They need us to chair dance, for them. They need for us to TRY, for them. They need to see us doing what we do, so it can/may prompt them to try, again.

We, fight on.

We, care.

Why?

Because this tore up from the floor up world needs folks like us who cares.

I shout into the void, on the daily, in hopes of running across one, or two, or ten folk to let them know things really will be okay. That, they are important. That, they are loved. I wonder if the one who took all those lives had someone, in his life, who let him know his life was of value. Maybe, just maybe, that may have made a difference.

Maybe, just maybe, my words, on this day, to whomsoever will, will let someome know their life matters enough. And, in that knowing, maybe they will decide to stick around, to care for others, to care for themselves.

I keep telling God and Life that I just don’t know what to say, right now. I don’t know what, to do. So, I shall keep doing, until do I can do no more.

Be encouraged, beloveds.

as shall I,

Cassandra

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