Soooooooo, beloveds, me, myself, I, along with Yikes!, Egads!, God and Life have been confabbing about getting my decades long dreams to come true.
For aeons, for years, I have been pouting, or praying.
For decades I have been pursuing my dreams, er, working for others whilst seeking pining for and being afraid my dreams of writing with an ocean view will never come true so I hid in work and encouraging the whole world while taking a backseat hoping someone would take notice of me.
Ha!
Enough of that!
The last six months or so I have kept seeking God and Life. I kept saying ‘I don’t know how’. But THIS time, I started to ask God, to ask God, to show me how.
I admitted to and showed Them my:
Fear.
Sad.
Anger.
Guilt.
Shame.
I gave Them my feelings of failure. They loved me, polished those failures and gave them back as the priceless treasures of experience, knowledge, integrity, fortitude, sticktoitness, try, nevergiveupness, and sooooooooo many laughs and lumps my days are never boring. Not even the boring ones.
Now that I have set aside, kicked to the curb, thrown hands against fear, anxiety and doubt, I am no longer afraid to try.
I am already living out most of it: Writing to you!
Now, I just desire:
A home, of my own, where I can drink coffee, all the day and night long where I can write, write, pray, laugh, cry, encourage, exhort, entreat, love and support as many folk as I can.
Insanely high income from my gift of writing and doing and saying THE most Pollyannish, ridiculously hopeful, obnoxiously encouraging, delightfully stupid things this world has ever heard. If athletes can make tens of millions entertaining, surely doors and donors, lol, can be opened, to slice off a few million, after taxes, for me so I can bless the world and be blessed by seeing some of it.
10,000 or so credit card debt – life erased.
20,000 IRS tab zeroed out. Too, long a story. Did home care for someone who never took out taxes leaving me to pay each year. Did so until they passed and lost job and couldn’t afford and interest and Uncle Sam a killer, whew.
I want to see some of this beautiful land. I want to visit:
The Grand Canyon.
Yosemite.
The Teton.
Those huge Redwood trees.
I would like to meet some folks who just need a hug. Would love to spend a year hugging folk and letting them know they are loved and they are not alone.
How will I complete them all? I have NO idea.
Yet, I AM beginning. I am hoping others shall take the courage and reach for theirs. I am going to live out my try, for all to see.
Why? I don’t want yours to take 30 plus years to happen. Let’s make them come true, together. Some of them may. None of them may. Yet, I shall have a blast trying.
I have a few ideas for a YouTube channel. A faceless one, at first. Not because I am ashamed to be an ugly ashtray. I want folk to hear my heart. Also, my apartment is a miniature disaster. 🤣. Just kidding. Sorta.
I started this blog, three years ago. Have to work on getting it out there, wherever there is. I have NO idea about thisachat and thatagram and what’s up with that or what’s that or whatever that social thing is. I have ZERO experience in tumbling.
I certainly have NO plans to be swiping this way and that way! A friend explained all the swiping and I want to spank all kinds of folks! Stop treating one another like takeout and learn to court and date, for heavens heaven sake!! Egads, stop treating your hearts so casually! They are precious and priceless. Enough with the swinging, swiping and tossing hearts around like trading cards. Yikes!
Before I go on another tangent, I end this where I started: building my dream, MY way. I invite you to join me. We can compare notes. If interested, go to my Contact Me page and let us start a fabulous journey. Who knows? We may make a book out of it…lol.
Life is short. I just want to try. For me, this time. I am taking my I have no idea what to do with me.
Ready.
Set.
Let’s go!
running the race set before me,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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