Month: June 2023

Miserably happy.

I have never been so miserably happy in all my life.

Sounds extremely dumb.

Miserably happy.

Yet, I am.

Content.

Miserably hot.

Miserably sore of hand.

Miserably short of finances.

Miserably short of realized dreams.

I realize, however, I need only to try and leave life to doing whatever it shall do. Therefore, I am happy. Miserably so…*shrug*.

I have done all I know.

I have fought as hard and as much as I could.

I have given all I have.

I have loved to the best of me.

I have stacked the days.

I have failed.

I have begun.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Laughing, miserably, all the way.

What shall I do tomorrow?

Beats me.

I am having too much fun being miserably happy, today.

What are you doing?

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Miserable is all in how you take it. My miserable is becoming a bit bored. My miserable thinks I am just too darned jolly and happy and should be more miserable. Ha, I told my miserable. Think I shall dance around the room, with my miserable and make it dizzy…..hahahahahahahaha!

Dance with me.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are worth it.

8 bucks.

8 dollars.

EIGHT DOLLARS!

I was going to send back this portable air conditioner back for a cheaper unit. Only the cheaper unit did not come with a remote.

It also did not come with a nice strap or cool led lights.

At first,  I told myself I did not need the bells and whistles. I would manage with just the fan.

I ordered the cheaper unit.

I started a return on the fun unit with the lights, remote and sturdy strap.

I lay in the dark talking to my soon to depart lit up portable air conditioner. Blue winked at me and told me of all I would miss with my cheaper unit. Red laughed at me and promised to have fun without me. Green pitied me and asked if I was worth eight extra bucks. Yellow called me a coward for not choosing to enjoy my unit. Instead, choosing to pinch a few pennies for a rainy day.

Umbrella reminded me it may be weeks before the next rain. Fan told us all to shut up and make a decision because it was hot in here!

Needless to say, blue, green, yellow, red and I are all enjoying my tad more expensive unit.

chilling,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Sometimes you need to allow yourself an extra eight dollars to enjoy something for the sheer pleasure of enjoying something.

You work hard. Enjoy a treat every now and again. You are worth a bit of whimsy. Must EVERYTHING be so life and death? Laugh. Live. Love. Just a little would you please/thanks?

Lift your head long enough to enjoy the clouds, the rain, the blue sky, the cloudy sky, the rainbow, the snow, the…

At the end of the day.

At the end of the day, you have done your all.

At the end of the day, you gave it your best shot.

So, at the end of the day, if at the end of the day, the day has not gone your way…

*shrug*

You tried.

At the end of the day, your try is what mattered.

Wipe the dust from your bow.

Take your bow.

Let the evening have it’s way.

You have done your all.

It’s the end.

Of the day.

Let it go.

Tomorrow is waiting.

Who knows what tomorrow shall bring.

content,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You tell me. Am all outta notes. Fill my bag up, please and thanks….

Look again: Only the beginning.

Look again.

What you feared was the end is only the beginning.

A new beginning.

Your beginning.

You are beginning, again.

This time, on sure footing.

This time, not alone.

This time, is YOUR time, to begin.

Again.

Anew.

Renewed.

Look again.

Closely.

Can’t you see?

Take a step.

Just one.

Then, take another.

And, another.

Ah.

Yes.

Now, run.

Run, now.

Your dreams are up ahead.

You got this.

Stretch.

Strain.

Struggle.

Keep going.

Aha!

See?!

I KNEW you could!

You got this.

Keep trying.

Keep going.

Go on ahead, with your bad self!

Look at that want to!

Look how strong your try is growing.

Look behind you.

See how far you have come.

Look before you.

God, Life, Jesus, your dreams, life and so many great things are right there.

Grab hold.

Hold on tight.

Get it!!

YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSS!

proud of you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The end? Hecks new, beloveds. Too much in you for it to be the end. Rejoice. Embrace this hard. It won’t stay hard forever. Rest when needed. Try always. Be encouraged and know you are loved and that you are not alone.

Mt. Hard: Life on the other side of hard.

Keep going!

There is so much you find when you get to the other side of hard:

Peace.

Joy.

Satisfaction.

Laughter.

Strong muscles.

Faith.

Faith.

Faith.

More, faith.

Rejoicement – no this is not a word but feels true n-e-waze.

Keep on climbing Mt. Hard!

I promise, beloveds, it WILL be worth.

Well, I know, how tiring it is.

Keep going.

Have faith.

In YOU.

In your try.

The treasures you gain or so much more priceless than money, than relationships, than houses, than land, than realized dreams.

I am soooooooooooooooo very thankful my dreams have not yet been answered. Truly. For, I have learned so much about myself. I have learned how much fight I have. I have watched my try get stronger and stronger. I love harder. I laugh louder. I cry easier. I reach out more.

The more God and Life stays silent, the more I live my life, out LOUD!!!!

YYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

Ah, beloveds, keep on climing Mt. Hard. She contains much more than you will ever know. There is an end to the journey. Enjoy it. Life is short.

Take time to rest.

Get back to the climb.

We eat hard for breakfast, don’t we beloveds?

Don’t be afraid to turn loose of that relationship.

Don’t fret about letting go of that job.

Don’t give it one thought about those bills.

Don’t sweat it as the heat gets turned up, in your life.

Keep showing up.

Keep showing out.

In the meantime, giv yourself some praise for all you have overcome!!!

Go on ahead, beloveds, with your bad selves!!

Mt. Hard ain’t got NOTHING on us!!

striding up Mt. Hard with you,

Jaybird(aka Cassandra)

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It can be super easy, to get sucked into concentrating on how hard life is. Yea, boyz, life can be so rough/tough makes one wonder if it can be survived. It can. You can. You will.

I have been fighting with some health issues lately that makes typing terribly painful. Scary as I type for a living. All day. Then, have to find time and some kind of way to hang out with all in my blog.

So much so, I have wearily climbed onto The Father’s Lap and told Him I don’t know how much longer my hands, my strength and my try can/will last. Then I read Psalm 142 and lay down with throbbing hands.

I woke. With throbbing hands. Yet, also woke with such peace and joy,, in my heart. Have laughed my way through work. Enjoying lunch break, with throbbing hands. Yakking in this blog, with throbbing hands.

Ah, beloveds, keep going. I know non believers may ask why God and Life just go on ahead and answer my petitions so I can rest my hands. They aren’t asking anything I have not asked or thought. Yet, I know I am where I am supposed to be. Right now. There is peace in that….

Are you sure: Sometimes the hardest one to forgive is you.

Are You sure?

God: I’m sure.

Are You sure?

Life: I’m sure.

Are you sure?

Me: I’m sure.

Hmm.

Wow.

*Cassandra can’t believe she has been forgiven. For not knowing. For not trying. For not this. For not that.

All of it?

All of THAT?!

Even THOSE!???

God: Yep.

Life: Yep.

Me: Yep.

Wow.

Even though I cost myself unrealized dreams, possible marriage, kids, this, that and the others?

Truly.

God: Tis true.

Life: Tis true.

Me: Tis true.

*Cassandra is not sure how to go about this forgiveness business for herself*

Hmmm.

You mean I do NOT have to toil around you a fool mountain?

God: Nope.

Life: Nope.

Me: Nope.

So, what you are telling me is I can start fresh, new, and try again? I don’t have to forever forfeit present and future dreams based upon past dumbness visited upon me by me?

God: That’s right.

Life: That’s right.

Me: That’s right.

*Skeptical, Cassandra poked forgiveness this way and that. Finding it solid, Cassandra peered suspiciously into a bottomless pit of forever forgiveness.*

Wow! That forgiveness seems pretty sturdy and deep.

God: Try it out.

Life: Try it out.

Me: Try it out.

*Deciding to take a leap of faith, Cassandra dived, head first, into a botomless pit of forever forgiveness*

Well, what the…?

Why didn’t you tell me I would land HERE!?

*Cassandra extricates herself from The Father’s Arms, feeling a bit sheepish/foolish.

God: My bad.

Life: His bad.

Me: Don’t blame me. I was following you around.

forgiven,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It is high past time to forgive ourselves for all that we are, have never been, may never be. It will all come out in the wash. Enough. How many lashes shall you give yourself? How many days will you waste lamenting this and that? Be done with it. You tried. You failed. So what. Such is life. Keep it moving. I move with you.

Do something else.

Some days, like today, I want to just lay in bed and carry on about what is not, why the heck not, yada yada.

On other days, I just don’t feel like doing anything. Let alone, taking the high road, keeping on with keeping on. I just do NOT feel like trying. At all.

Then, I do something.

When that doesn’t work and I want to tell my try to kick rocks, I do something else.

When that doesn’t work, I typically act a complete fool and pout until I get some act right and then I do something else.

I keep stacking the days.

I keep loading the dishwasher.

We do NOT, beloveds, for ANY reason, get to quit.

No.

Nope.

No way.

Nada.

Not a chance.

It does NOT matter how long we have been in pursuit of whatever the world we are pursuing.

Keep going.

Do something.

Do something else.

Then rest.

After rest…

Do something.

Rinse.

Repeat.

You got this.

As do I.

We are something else, aren’t we?…lol….

doing something else with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t let the length of time, discourage you from continuing to do and try. Persevere. Always. Life is short. Enjoy the journey. ALL of it. I think many will find they regretted chasing money or objects or things that just won’t matter in the end. Keep doing something.

Do something.

Do.

Do something.

Do SOMETHING.

The something, is besides the point.

The DOING of the something, is the whole ballgame.

See, the world tries to make you feel like your something, is nothing.

Your something, is everything.

How YOU do your something, is something.

THAT you DO, YOUR something, is EVERYTHING.

Your something may be small, today.

That’s okay.

Tomorrow, your something may be large.

No matter.

God and Life appreciates your something.

Do, something.

Take a step.

Reach out a hand.

Remove a pebble.

Give away a cup.

Give away a gallon.

Accept a small token.

Receive a large bounty.

Ask.

Listen.

Love.

Laugh.

Try.

Fail.

Try, some more something.

Whatever you do, beloveds, just do…

Something.

doing something with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The bible says not to despise small beginnings. Meaning, don’t get down on yourself, beloveds, for the lack you seem to have. For, you are NOT lacking. You are simply lacking the know how to know how to get to the things you currently seem to lack.

I used to beat myself up for not having gotten here or there, yet. Yet, now I just do what I can. I do something. Whether my feels feel like it or not. Just the act of doing, moves things forward. Just doing, something, helps you want to do something more. Then, something more. Then, something else.

In time, you will be something else!

In the meantime:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being, doing…YOU!

You got this.

You are.

You are…

Loved.

You are…

Lovingly created/made/here.

Precious.

You are…

Precious in His Sight.

You are…

Unique.

You are…

Uniquely qualified to be you.

You are…

Sensational.

You are…

A sensation!

You are…

Priceless.

You are…

Precisely what this world needs.

You are…

Needed.

You are…

Needing to just be…YOU!

You are…

Cherised.

You are…

Cherished by those who are privileged to know your name. Be encouraged.

You are…

You are!!

You are soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many things.

You are so very much more than you give yourself credit for.

You are on your way to great things in your life.

You are so much further than you think.

You are seen more often then you know.

You are relentlessly protected, pursued, loved, adored by God and by Life.

You are…

Awesome.

You are…

Awesomely contstructed into such a unique person God could only make ONE! How awesome is that?! Of all the billsions, you are but one. Wow.

So, the next time fear, anxiety and doubt try to tell you that you are this, that, and the other thing, tell them to go on ahead and kick rocks. Because…

YOU ARE!!

Take a bow, beloveds.

You are.

being with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Your life matters. Period. Nuff said. Sometimes, we just need to be reminded, eh?

Let someone know they are. Start with you. Be encouraged. Don’t let the struggles, in life, make you think all life is a struggle. Life is a hoot. Take time out, from the plow, and enjoy a bit of your life. Be well this day.

Keep stacking days.

It’s hot.

I get cranky when it’s hot.

It’s hot, so I’m cranky.

Tookcmy cranky out on yall and said I wasn’t writing today. Cuz it’s hot, I am cranky and nobody reads the dumb blog anyway.

Which made me cranky with this dumb blog.

Which made me reach for the Lucky Charms.

Empty!

Crap.

NOW, I’m cranky with an empty box, all of yall for no good reason, my blog, with God, with Life, with….EVERYTHING, EVERYBODY AND EVERY OTHER DUMB THING CUZ IT’S HOT!!

Hot, cranky, hungry and annoyed, I contemplated stating that way the whole day.

I drug my contemplative, hot, cranky, hungry, annoyed self to the kitchen to load the dishwasher and make some grilled cheese.

I stomped my hot, cranky, unfulfilled dream self to the Keurig and made myself a cup of coffee to remind myself to keep being good to myself regardless how I felt.

My annoyed self sniffed disdainfully at Irish cream buttered grilled cheese, irritably snatched up a steaming cup of breakfast blend goodness and…

Ah.

Aha!

Reminding myself to keep stacking the days, meaning to keep trying no matter what, I sat back and wondered what to do with the rest of my rescued evening.

Hhmmm.

May as well keep talking to myself in a blog no one reads, in heat that won’t end, Lucky Charmless but lucky to be loved, still.

Cup of coffee, anyone?

hot but here,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. Even when it’s hot. Especially when it makes no sense. Is crucial when it appears all is lost and nothing shall ever move in your favor. These are signs you are almost there. Keep going!!