It’s about time!
That’s what time said to me.
It’s about time you realize how precious time really is.
I used to be dismissive of time.
Especially my time. I gave my time away to any and everybody. Believing, hoping, silently pleading with them to respect my time.
Many didn’t. But that was on me. I needed to let folks know. My time was valuable, as was I.
I asked God, for miracles. He sent me time. Angry with God for only sending time, instead of what I THOUGHT I needed.
I, wasted, time. Complaining about, the things I thought He needed to have given me.
I asked Life, to show me, the way. Life gave me enough time, to figure things out, for myself.
I, wasted, time. Running to God, to vent about the unfairness, the AUDACITY, of Life, to have the NERVE, to not bow and move to MY every wish and whim. Did not Life KNOW, that Cassandra was the center of the entirety of the whole wide world AND universe?!!
I asked family/potential friends and lovers, within my heart where only I could here, to love me, support me and know me. Without the benefit of allowing them in to get to know me. Family/potential friends and lovers, did the best they could with the hidden messages and meanings I gave to them.
I, wasted, time. Their time AND my time, lambasting them, besmirching their intentions and mine, because I was too much of a coward to share and allow folk to receive or reject what I had to offer. My bad. I sowwy.
I asked my employers, to fill my life with satisfaction/empowerment/joy/fulfillment. My employers provided me with a salary, training, and countless opportunities to learn torm, to grow from, to teach, to mentor, to be mentored by, to have adult conversations with, to learn conflict resolution, the space to learn HOW to work with, alongside, shoulder to shoulder, with folk of every race, religion, sex or creed.
I, wasted, time. Lamenting raises I “should” have been given. Dismissed some teaching for being “not thorough enough”, “not taught in MY teaching style”, “not using my gifts and talents the way I think they should have been used”. And toooooooooooooooooo many absolutely ridiculous excuses to be listed within this piece.
I asked the church, to be the family I accused my family of not being. The church…*sigh*. A whole other piece for another day…
I, wasted, time. Trying to get the church to give me what only The Father, The Son, and The Holy Ghost could give me. Also, lol, other stories for other coming days.
Lastly, I asked my heart to be all and do all so I could have all. I sowwy, my heart…*sigh*.
I, wasted, time. Trying to be all things to all people. I ended up being not very much to awhole lotta people, due to burn out. Including, to me. Especially, to me.
Over time, God and Life taught me time WAS a miracle. Time WOULD give me enough time to figure things out. Family/friends and potential lovers SHALL love me as I allow them inside. The Father, The Son, The Holy Ghost PROMISED/PROMISES to walk with me for all of my days.
It’s about ⌚.
Ah.
Aha!
Don’t you think it time,beloveds, to see what YOUR time may be saying to you?
Listen!
Tick.
Tick.
Tic…
listening,
Cassandra
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- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
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