You will dance again, beloved.

I have been dancing, all day.

Chair dancing.

Dancing about the apartment like a lumbering buffalo. No matter. Dance I continued to do.

I danced my way to the door to grab my delivery order. Even though, my heart is still a bit fearful of treading outside, I danced inside, KNOWING, the fear SHALL recede and I will get on with my life, with joy, STILL, KNOWING I am safe where ever God and Life are and that is EVERYWHERE.

KNOWING this, I have danced, through tears, thinking of those who will no longer dance, again.

Today, and always, I dance for those who can’t yet find their dance.

Despair not, beloveds. If you find yourself too tired, too discouraged, too sick, too this or too that to even what to think about dancing, let alone having the energy to lift your head, your heart, your arms.

Rest, now. You WILL dance again, beloved.

It’s okay. Yea, the darkness can appear to be a terrifying thing. The unknown can seem so scary. Yet, once you truly understand that the way WILL and SHALL be made for you, you can rest and dance.

Be encouraged, sweet ones. Be, at peace. Be, still and know your life matters. All shall and will be okay. It will.

You will dance again, soon.

Close your eyes. Relax those precious shoulders and be still.

dancing til your dance returns,

Cassandra

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