It’s just after midnight. I enjoyed my Sunday. I squeezed EVERY second, from it.
Each second, each moment, each drop, was priceless. It shall never return.
Now, as I sip on a cup of coffee, just past midnight, I look at my bed and continue to say “Not just yet.” I don’t want to let go. The day was so wonderful.
Yet, Monday beckons. It says, “I can do better than yesterday.”
We shall see, I reply.
I used to feel as though I were on the outside, of life. I felt like an:
Outsider.
Imposter.
Stranger.
Alien.
Alienated.
Unlovable.
Unloved.
By:
God.
Life.
The, world.
Family.
The, church.
The, community.
The, universe.
I wasn’t. All of them beckoned, to me. Reckoned, with me. Called out, to me.
I was just too afraid, to respond.
Why?
Because I was just too loud for the world and folk to handle. Yet, it was NOT me. It was THEIR fear of living as loudly as I appeared to live. Secretly, folk wished they had the courage to push past their fear of being ridiculed or rejected.
I learned to view myself through the eyes of those who didn’t know better. Now, I know better. I embrace, me. I love, me. I enjoy, me. Now, I hold the door open, for others.
Come in, beloveds. The universe welcomes you. This is your time. Do you. BE you.
Remember alway:
You are loved.
You are not alone.
here, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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