One song at a time: Civil War, Day 2.

*sigh*

They are at it, yet again, beloveds…

*sigh*

Yet again, I was awakened, by me time, old habits and new habits. Seems like me time wanted to be about that life and head to the shower.

Yet, AGAIN, old habits did NOT want to drag lazy to the shower. In fact, this according to old habits mind you, lazy promised old habits hours of bliss, if all could stay in bed for another hour or two or three. Lazy always trying it by tryna be lazy with its lazy self!

New habits had idea to turn on some music and get a bit of exercise going. What the world new habits said this for I have NO idea. The racket that spewed forth could have woken the dead. It must have as Moses peaked round the corner to see what the world had set off World War II.

Drowning the sound of lazy, and of old habits, I grabbed some me time, blared “She’s A Bad Mama Jamma” and got to steppin’, sweatin’, and livin’ one song at a time…

Choose, life.

Choose, love.

Choose, you.

Do something healthy, for you.

Do something life changing, for you.

Do something positive, for you.

Do, something!

doing some me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I woke this morning thinking of lazy, wanting to scarf down some this and that. Instead, I took comfort, in being good to ME, instead of comfort eating. I am finding taking care of me is quite comforting. How great is that?!

Say that!!

Yyyyyyaaaaaaaaaasssss!!

You, CAN.

You, WILL!

Get on up, beloveds. Tackle this thing, called life, one song, one step, one try, at a time.

Don’t worry, ’bout the outcome. That’s not your work to do. Your work is to be about being about it and let God, let Life worry about the outcome!

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love